Chapter 668

Su Yang looked again at Shi Shi Fanmeng's ashen face.

He finally understood why this female General strictly screened patients and refused to save the dying!

Whether pet or beast-tamer, life is finite.

Every time Shi Shi Fanmeng treated someone, it meant she and her Forest Sheep Spirit drew one step closer to death.

Her number of treatments was limited.

To maximize benefit, she saved only King-Rank beast-tamers.

Because King-Rank beast-tamers were the pillars of the Huaxia Federation.

Losing even one King-Rank beast-tamer in battle caused the entire Federation unbearable pain!

Meanwhile, King-Rank beast-tamers who came to Shi Shi Fanmeng always carried severe injuries.

Other ordinary healers could do almost nothing!

This meant the tank-type pets of those King-Rank beast-tamers could not enable natural recovery!

In most cases, she would have to use Life Consumption!

Su Yang's heart felt heavy.

He lowered his head—no one had told him this before.

Shi Shi Fanmeng's treatments consumed life force!

He asked cautiously: "General Shi, can ordinary detoxification techniques remove the fire poison on me?"

"Of course not!" Shi Shi Fanmeng shook her head. "Your fire poison is extremely potent—even a typical King-Rank pet with strong defense and recovery cannot withstand it. Outside me, no one in the Huaxia Federation should be able to remove it… The King-Rank pet that injured you likely has a powerful innate talent in fire poison. Even a King-Rank Top-Grade pet might be poisoned to death by it."

"Then I won't be treated!"

Su Yang picked up his clothes from the chair and began dressing.

He'd rather not be treated for this illness!

Meng's character was unquestionable.

She inspired genuine respect in Su Yang!

If he worked harder to raise the level of his Earth Tyrant Bear, the fire poison on him would heal naturally.

He could not let General Shi Shi Fanmeng drain her life force just to restore his appearance faster.

He couldn't pass his own moral test!

"Wait!" Shi Shi Fanmeng grabbed Su Yang's hand. "Can you tell me why?"

"I heard General Shi's treatments consume enormous life force. I've just realized my injury doesn't affect combat!" Su Yang said. "I think it's better to give my slot to someone who needs treatment more."

"You're lying!" Shi Shi Fanmeng stared into Su Yang's eyes. "Tell me the truth!"

"Sigh!" Su Yang sighed heavily. "Does the Forest Sheep Spirit's healing consume life force?"

Shi Shi Fanmeng's face froze suddenly.

Her eyes were filled with shock.

"How do you know?"

"I heard it from someone else!"

"You're lying again!" Shi Shi Fanmeng gritted her teeth. "No one in the entire Huaxia Federation knows— not even Marshal Xu. So far, there's only ever been one Forest Sheep Spirit!"

"Even Marshal Xu doesn't know?"

This time, it was Su Yang's turn to be stunned.

Su Yang had assumed the High-ranking military officials all knew!

"Yes, they don't know. I never told them."

"Why?"

Shi Shi Fanmeng whispered: "The outcome is the same either way—I must still treat those who need it. I don't tell them because I don't want them burdened with guilt… It's my personal choice."

For a moment, Su Yang couldn't understand Shi Shi Fanmeng's thinking.

"By the way, how did you find out?"

Su Yang lowered his head: "I met a beast-tamer who had a Forest Sheep Spirit. He told me as he was dying."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true!"

Dead men tell no tales.

Believe it or not.

Su Yang emphasized: "My injury doesn't actually need treatment—it doesn't affect combat!"

"Before this, I already received the Western Military Department's injury assessment. I knew your injury was stabilized, with no threat to your life!"

"Then why did you treat me?"

"I was worried about disfigurement and insomnia affecting your psyche. Mental issues must never be ignored!" Shi Shi Fanmeng forced a smile. "Your talent is too exceptional—you rose to fame young and have fought abroad for years. If your mind were broken by this, it would be a terrible waste. I'm willing to treat you once."

"Don't worry—I'm mentally fine. Even if I'm disfigured, the people chasing me could form a line stretching all the way around the Federation!" Su Yang put on his shoes and continued. "Before, women threw flowers at me on the street. I used to be annoyed by how popular I was. Now, with my face ruined, the ones chasing me can only stretch from Shengjing to Wucheng—I'm much lighter now!"