Chapter 731: Plenty of Fun in the Sanatorium 16

You're right, my dear friend, thank you for your suggestion!

Jiang Qiu slapped Jin Chen's shoulder hard and hurriedly ran toward the fence.

Even if he had gone mad and lost his former memories, muscle memory and bodily instincts remained.

Jiang Qiu had a running start and was about to vault the fence when Chu Ling and the Nurse Team, who had come out looking for him, spotted him.

Jiang Qiu!! Come back!

Chu Ling ran toward the fence at a speed beyond ordinary people, her expression anxious and worried.

A line of nurses followed behind her.

Jiang Qiu isn't just a patient; he's their paycheck guarantee!

Don't stop me! I want to jump into the sea!

The whole beach was in chaos, with screams and the wind whistling,

Ah, what a wonderful morning.

Jin Chen walked back, satisfied, to find his dear wife.

【Host, seriously, if this continues I'm worried you'll really go crazy.】

【Before you go crazy, I probably won't.】

Jin Chen, as usual, exchanged barbs with 0731.

As he walked toward the hospital gate, he picked up several pretty seashells on the beach.

Knock knock knock—

After waiting only a few seconds, Shen Yan opened the door.

He seemed a bit not fully awake, but still had his refined, aloof expression; seeing it was Jin Chen, he relaxed a little.

Good morning, my dear Prince.

Jin Chen slightly bent his knees, placed his right hand on his left shoulder, and performed a standard knight's salute.

Shen Yan: "..."

His drowsiness had mostly worn off.

Why is there even a Western European script?

My Prince, you still look quite sleepy.

Shen Yan blew a puff at Jin Chen's hair, letting him in.

I stayed up late last night writing the report.

Actually, I was studying the ingredients in the Blue Tranquilizer and, meanwhile, looking up information about Chu Ling on the Shadow Net.

Shen Yan poured a cup of warm water and handed over the medicine.

Since you're here, take today's medicine.

Jin Chen immediately pursed his lips and turned his head.

No.

Shen Yan curled his lips, already able to enjoy the benefits brought by his 'identity.'

You call me Prince, yet I can't even get you to take a pill?

... You.

Jin Chen was choked up.

If I had known, I would have changed the title.

He sighed and took the pile of medicine.

If he kept taking them like this, even a healthy person would go mad.

A hug—

After obediently swallowing all the medicine, Jin Chen frowned and opened his arms to him.

What identity are you assuming today?

Shen Yan didn't rush to answer, leaning against the table, sipping his own warm water, and asked him leisurely.

I am the Prince's exclusive knight, and also the fiancé the king has arranged for you.

Jin Chen grinned.

Shen Yan chuckled.

This person never loses out with the identities he assigns himself.

He set down the water cup, returned the embrace, and patted Jin Chen's back.

Just as he tried to rise, he was held even tighter.

How about we sleep a bit more? I'm so tired.

Jin Chen rubbed against his shoulder.

The inexplicably familiar scent of agarwood made Shen Yan feel a bit drowsy, stirring his sleepiness.

He yawned, shook his head, and said no.

Today we have a lot to do; it's also your group check-up day.

But why didn't you sleep well?

Could it be that Qiao Qing came over last night and disturbed him?

Jin Chen muttered his complaint.

I just feel my sleep isn't peaceful; there's always a monster going in and out of my room.

That Huakui wants to become a nun first thing in the morning! How presumptuous! If she's going to become a nun, she should just do it—no need to make it known to everyone.

His tone was full of grievance.

As one of the monsters that kept coming and going, Shen Yan again soothingly patted his back.

Then after you finish the check-up, go to sleep early for a nap.

Can I sleep together with the Prince?

Jin Chen's eyes lit up instantly.

No.

The Prince replied with great righteousness.

Oh dear, that's really unlucky; what if I nap and monsters keep coming and going?

Jin Chen instantly felt greatly disappointed, muttering, "If the person who came were my wife, that would be great!"

Shen Yan raised an eyebrow, teasingly asking, "You're treating people differently like that?"

You're inherently different from others; where does any differential treatment come from?

Jin Chen, being tsundere and smug, hugged Shen Yan and kept rubbing his shoulder, handing him the phone's seashell.

Isn't it pretty? These are all beautiful gemstones from our country; I'm giving them to the Prince as a betrothal token.

Shen Yan's heart was touched again.

He blinked, dazed, his long lashes shading the trembling emotion in his eyes; he couldn't tell whether it was because of this seashell gift or Jin Chen's offhand remark.

But... he had never heard it before.

Wife—what are you spacing out about?

Seeing him zone out, Jin Chen, dissatisfied, pinched his face, yet the motion was extremely gentle.

Nothing.

Shen Yan put the seashell into his white coat pocket, smiling as he thanked Jin Chen.

The seashell is very pretty, thank you.

Oh~ then wife accepts my betrothal token; from now on I'll be yours for life.

Jin Chen smiled, eyes crinkling, happily hugged him and kissed his cheek.

What a day worth celebrating.

Wife has agreed to my confession!

Wait... wait a moment.

A confession?!

Shen Yan's eyes widened, feeling the warmth on his face, his whole body turning to stone again.

It's just accepting a few seashells; how could things progress this fast??

Which country are you fantasizing about today? How unreliable!

I haven't agreed to your confession.

Shen Yan tried to reason with Jin Chen.

Accepting the betrothal token but not agreeing to the confession— is wife stringing me along?

Jin Chen suddenly tilted his head and gave a bashful smile.

Alright, then I'll keep pursuing you! I'm willing to be strung along by you!

Shen Yan: '...'

That's not what I meant!

Alright, forget it; what's the point of reasoning with a patient.

As long as you're happy.

He let Jin Chen go; his head, not well rested, felt a bit swollen, and he rubbed his temples.

Wife, sit.

Jin Chen suddenly patted the sofa beside him, becoming much more serious.

Shen Yan thought he was spouting nonsense again, having some strange idea, and helplessly sat down beside him.

As a result, the person beside him immediately reached out to take his glasses, so he put them on the coffee table, and then warm hands covered his.

Close your eyes; I'll give you a massage.

While massaging, Jin Chen also had to maintain his persona.

Serving the Prince is my duty as a knight and fiancé.

It was unexpectedly comfortable.

Shen Yan slightly relaxed his body, leaned back, and his brows and eyes eased.

He also couldn't be bothered to correct the varying forms of address each day.

Wife, you should sleep earlier from now on; work is never done.

You're a prince of a country; you still have much to do, yet you're ruining your body now—what a pity.

Jin Chen's low, gentle voice murmured softly by his ear, not disturbing him; Shen Yan's spirit relaxed more and more, and he gradually fell asleep.

Holding him in his arms, Jin Chen tapped his nose tip, smiling gently.

Idiot Shen Yan.

He shook out the blanket on the sofa, covered Shen Yan with it, and accompanied him to sleep.