The apex pet of the sick lady

Chapter 22 Clothed Beast VS Weak and Helpless (22)

Fable is getting impatient.

Negative test.

"I don't like noisy systems, do you want to go back and rebuild?"

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As a fable, as the entire federal empire has to bow down in front of her and become a small big man, it is too easy to rebuild its mere systems.

So Abao fell silent.

At the same time, the filter of "a doctor with countless great achievements" in Fable's heart was also broken.

This is a pervert!
...

Fable stayed out for several hours before returning.

After returning, she still acted as if nothing had happened, looked at Zhanran's weeping little face, walked over and hugged him, "Why is my baby crying so badly?"

Zhanran hugged Fable's neck, because when she came back, her heart, which was worried about gains and losses, finally settled down, and she cried pitifully, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you."

Zhanran blamed himself and felt guilty, especially when he saw the wound on Fable's forehead, the tears that had finally stopped fell down again.

His hand was in the air, and he wanted to touch her, but he was afraid of hurting her, so he cried and said, "It must hurt, it's all my fault..."

"It doesn't hurt." Fable looked at him with gentle eyes.

Seeing that she didn't blame him, Zhan Ran was very moved and felt even more guilty.

Zhan Ran had treated Fable's injuries with a medicine box, and was held in her arms, lying together under the quilt.

It was already very late, and Zhan Ran couldn't sleep no matter what.

Crying hard, hiccupping.

"Hic..." Zhan Ran hiccupped again, looking dazed and cute.

Zhan Ran: ...

fable:……

She smiled and went to fetch him hot water.

Zhan Ran took a small sip from the water glass, and then slowed down after a while.

Fable put his arms flat, "Come here."

Zhanran consciously lay in her arms, pillowed on her arms, his red eyes made him look weak and delicate.

He can't sleep, and talks fables.

"I saw Rhine on the opposite side today, who are they?"

Zhanran was just curious, and didn't notice the sudden dimming of Fable's eyes.

"He is a native of country Y who was exiled to a poor tribe. He once experienced a severe famine, that's all..."

Fable's voice was talking to Zhanran gently, thinking about something else in his heart.

Early that night.

Rhine, who was sleeping, suddenly woke up.

A bolt of lightning outside the floor-to-ceiling window illuminated the straight figure standing at the end of the bed.

Although there was only a moment of light, Rhine saw the person clearly, and was shocked, "How did you get in?!"

Fable put on the snow-white gloves unhurriedly, with slender finger bones and a soft voice, "I have tasted so many delicacies, I don't know if you are interested in cooking other people's delicacies."

Rhine understood immediately, and his eyes were horrified.

That night, everyone in Angel of Energy heard the cry coming from the ground.

The excited cry came from those strange beasts.
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In the next few days, Zhanran's condition has been up and down.

Sometimes his reliance on fables made him wish to stick to her body as a human figure pendant; occasionally he would sit there alone in a daze, neither crying nor fussing; he would suddenly wake up like last time.

I know what I am experiencing now, I know my abnormal changes, and I know that I should not be imprisoned here.

Because he is sober, his eyes are open to fables, and he speaks coldly and harshly.

This day, Zhanran was awakened by the movement outside, his eyes were clear, and his expression was so indifferent that there was some kind of numbness.

He held on to the bedside table with one hand and got off the ground with difficulty.

At that time, I was glad that although I couldn't walk, I still had feeling in my legs. Now because of this feeling, I suffered a lot of pain.

He fell to the ground abruptly, sat down on the cold floor, opened the curtains, and looked at the people making noise outside.

"Huh?" The people outside saw him and uttered doubts.

It was a middle-aged man with a pair of blue eyes, and his expression was excited.

Although this man has a pair of blue eyes, his appearance is more foreigner, he should be of mixed race, and he speaks standard Mandarin.

"Are you the canary that Dr. Yu has been hiding in a cage?"

Doctor Yu?
Zhanran was not curious why he was called this, and looked at him indifferently, without speaking.

Eli asked himself and answered, "That seems to be it."

He put one hand in front of his stomach, bent slightly, and performed a standard gentleman's salute, "Hello, pretty boy, I'm Eli, the host of Angel of Energy."

Eli is also the uncle that Si Zhoukou said at the beginning.

Why is it called uncle? He heard that Eli once had a niece, and when the niece died, he went crazy.

He is sober most of the time, but when he is crazy, people always call him uncle.

Zhan Ran frowned slightly.

The people in Angel of Energy are not normal, and Eli, who organizes people, must be even more abnormal.

"What's the matter with you?"

Eli held a weapon in his hand, which looked like a long gun, but it was different from what Zhanran had seen before.

He smiled, and put the weapon on his shoulders, "I'm here to find Dr. Yu, is she there?"

Speaking of fables, Zhanran's eyes clearly flashed a dark color, and his breath became more gloomy, "She's not here."

Eli felt a little pity, and left muttering, "Did you go to the lab?"

"Wait a moment."

Zhan Ran called people to stop.

Eli turned around, "What's wrong? Pretty boy."

Zhan Ran looked unnatural for a moment, and clenched his hand on his lap into a fist, "Are you going to find her?"

Eli: "Yes, I have great news and can't wait to share it with her."

There was a bright excitement on his face, and he was a little sick, which made Zhan Ran a little scared.

Is he crazy?

Oh, people here are nuts.

Zhanran: "...Well, if you want to go, can you take me with you?"

Eli paused and looked at Zhanran strangely, "You want to be with me?"

"Yeah." Zhan Ran forced a smile, "I want to find her, but my legs... are not very convenient."

Eli saw his tender white legs through the glass window.

"Why don't you send her a message, she must be very happy that you want to find her."

"...I want to surprise her."

Zhan Ran wanted to go out so much, even though she knew her excuse was poor, she still made a request to this seemingly dangerous person.

Eli was silent for a while, and the expression on his face suddenly became dull. He looked at Zhanran seriously, and his voice was serious.

"Pretty boy, your current thoughts will anger the person who loves you deeply."

Zhan Ran's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't say anything.

Eli turned around, shouldered the weapon, hummed a cheerful nursery rhyme and left.

Zhan Ran slammed his fist on the glass, and his finger bones turned red instantly.

I don't know what material this glass is made of. Zhan Ran tried many times to smash it, but it didn't work.

Fable didn't mention Eli when he came back.

Zhan Ran didn't know if Eli found her in the end, and didn't care.

But obviously not found.

The next morning, Eli came out of the French window again, "Pretty boy, is Dr. Yu there? As you can see, I didn't find her yesterday."

Zhan Ran sat by the window reading a book, quiet and empty like a soulless doll.

He raised his eyes to look at Eli, then lowered his eyes, and said nothing, as if Eli didn't exist.

A few seconds later, Fable came in from the outside, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, pressed a place at random, and pushed away one of the glass windows.

Zhan Ran's gaze was fixed on her hand for two seconds, and his eyes flickered slightly.

He searched for a long time, but couldn't find a way to open the window.

(End of this chapter)