Chapter 718: The Sanatorium Is Full of Fun 03

Jin Chen seemed afraid of injections; upon entering the room, he clung tightly to Shen Yan and refused to leave his side.

If he approached the injection table, Jin Chen would hesitate, standing in place and refusing to move forward.

This reaction was strange.

Shen Yan examined the sedative's ingredients, glanced at the person beside him, and asked, "Why are you so afraid of injections?"

As the leader of the Tea Spirit Organization, Jin Chen once wielded silver needles with miraculous skill.

Jin Chen murmured and whined, like a clingy big bear, hugging Shen Yan from behind and acting spoiled.

"It hurts! Especially painful! The blue one hurts the most!"

He pointed to the sealed medicine inside the disinfection cabinet.

Shen Yan's eyes flickered slightly; he slapped away the hand clasping his waist and said, "Let go!"

"Oh."

Jin Chen pouted and released his grip.

Following behind Shen Yan, he watched him put on gloves, use his badge's authorization to open the disinfection cabinet; a cold mist filled the air, and the sealed medicine was taken out.

Shen Yan uncapped it, waved his hand to fan it, and frowned slightly.

He actually couldn't tell what kind of liquid it was.

Perhaps it was developed by the people of the w plan themselves.

Looking at the curiously staring Jin Chen behind him, Shen Yan asked, "This one hurts the most—how painful is it?"

"It's…… uh……"

Jin Chen tapped his fingers, thought for a moment, then suddenly exclaimed "aha."

"The colorless needle is just a slight longing for my wife; injecting it makes me especially, especially miss my wife."

Shen Yan: "……"

What a peculiar way to describe it.

【……Host, you don't look like a lunatic now; you look more like an idiot.】

Jin Chen's smile deepened: 【Do you want to see ghosts in broad daylight?】

【……】

Shen Yan took off his gloves, rubbed his forehead, and silently thought he shouldn't have asked so much.

The medicine in the low-temperature box that had already been exposed to air could not be reused; he drew a bit out with an extremely fine needle for study, then screwed the cap back on and threw the rest into a special trash bin.

After glancing at the schedule on the medical board, Shen Yan pushed away Jin Chen's head that had leaned in, his tone turning colder.

"Take this and go play; later you five all need to undergo examinations."

The members affected by the laboratory explosion became mentally abnormal due to damaged brainwaves; if that traitor were a normal person, his brainwaves would differ from the others'.

He needed to ferret out the person.

Jin Chen pursed his lips, swallowed a few pills, and reluctantly obeyed as he went out.

Use it up and throw it away—so ungrateful.

The Nurse Team saw Jin Chen leave unharmed and all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't follow me! My wife let me go out to play."

Jin Chen turned around and shouted at them, exuding the aura of a wealthy, wife-dominated tyrant.

"Okay, okay, President Jin, please go ahead."

Jin Chen strode out with his hands behind his back, extremely cold-hearted; outside, the sunlight was just right, and several mentally ill people were running back and forth on the grass.

"What are you doing?"

He walked up to a girl wearing a brown plush garment.

Bai Wenran, the data specialist of the Tea Spirit Organization and its sole female member.

Responsible for analyzing all data of the E-crystal's crystal core, ensuring safety effects stay within limits and do not cause severe harm to humans.

Now she turns into a different animal every day upon waking.

"Hi there, I'm digging a hole to make a house; want to join me?"

Bai Wenran pressed her lower lip, showing a front tooth as she smiled at him, her ten fingers covered in mud.

Seeing Jin Chen silent, she lowered her head and smeared mud onto his pant leg.

"Are you… a field mouse today?" Jin Chen wasn't quite sure.

"How dare you call me a groundhog miss!"

Bai Wenran instantly bristled, patted the brown plush outfit she had specially sought out, furrowed her brows, and growled low.

"How am I anything like that stinky brat of a field mouse?"

Jin Chen: "……Wow, truly no surprise, Groundhog Miss."

He peered into the shallow dirt pit she had just dug—less than half a basketball's size—and tactfully remarked, "Looks like your house hasn't even laid its foundation yet."

"Yes! Time is tight and the task heavy; I need to finish the house as soon as possible!"

Groundhog Miss resumed digging with both hands, muttering, "Rain's coming soon! My pals have all gone home to hide from the storm—come on, Groundhog!"

As she dug, she suddenly cried "ouch" and stood up.

Jin Chen nearly got hit by her tall hat and hastily stepped back.

"It's mealtime for Groundhog Miss!"

Bai Wenran suddenly slapped Jin Chen's arm, instantly staining his clean shirt with dirty mud.

Jin Chen's forehead twitched.

"Sir, can you help guard my home? After I finish eating, I'll bring you some earth potatoes!"

Jin Chen glanced at the dirt pit, then suddenly remembered and broke into a smile.

"Sure, I'd be happy to help, Tuboshu Xiaojie."

After finishing the hard labor, Tuboshu Xiaojie dashed into the kitchen to find something to eat.

Jin Chen immediately refilled the dirt pit, even stomping with both feet to pack it down.

Only then, satisfied, did he go to approach the next person.

For example, that madman running back and forth on the grass.

Jin Chen got dizzy from watching, but managed to grab the person.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

The androgynous-looking handsome youth before them was named Shangguan Hao, a confidential officer of the Tea Spirit Organization.

Responsible for encrypting the true identities of five people, as well as guaranteeing the safety of the entire E-crystal research progress, forging an impregnable firewall.

The Huakui now believes she came from ancient times through time travel, and every day wishes to return by various means.

Shangguan Hao wiped his eye corner with a nonexistent water sleeve, saying, "Sir, please don't get close; propriety forbids intimacy."

"Although I am a Huakui, I have never sold my body, only my art."

"Sir..."

The tone was gentle and filled with utmost sorrow.

Shangguan Hao said not to approach, but upon seeing Jin Chen's pectoral muscles covered by his shirt, he wanted to touch them.

Jin Chen quickly stepped back, grabbing his hand to prevent movement.

"You, don't move!"

Shangguan Hao's cheeks instantly flushed two shades of red; he lowered his head shyly and timidly, his white teeth lightly biting his red lips, truly a picture of reluctant bashfulness.

"Sir~ I've already said I sell my art, not my body."

Jin Chen: "..."

You look nothing like that at all!

When did I ever say you should sell your body!

"As this young lord, I have a question for you; if you answer well, there will be a silver note as a reward."

Jin Chen stood with his hands behind his back, handsome and dignified.

If it weren't for the shirt, he would practically be the handsome young lord from a picture book.

Shangguan Hao's eyes went wide.

In this other world, at last someone shares his ancient origin.

He even looks just like his dream lover!

"Sir, please speak."

His tone could be called wanton, sending autumn glances.

Jin Chen continued to pose pretentiously.

"Which dynasty are you from? What is your surname and name? Why have you fallen to become a Huakui?"

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Hao's expression instantly became sorrowful; he lowered his eyes and shed tears, like someone singing opera.

"I come from Jiangnan; my father favored his concubine and killed my wife, and as the legitimate son I am not valued."

"Just because of a family misfortune, my father sold me to that brothel, letting me nightly submit to men beneath them, with crimson waves surging..."

"Stop! That's enough!"

Jin Chen shook off a body full of goosebumps.

If we continue, it won't be fit to broadcast!

"You just said you sell your art, not your body!"