I controlled the entire Zerg race with my superb culinary skills.

After the male insect from the Xiongbao Association left, Chu Yang stared at the male insect on the hospital bed, stretched out his wrist, and revealed the interface for transferring money on his personal terminal.

In less than three seconds, the compensation of 200,000 Star Coins was credited to the account.

"Get out of my sight right now."

"Useless trash, hurry up and help me up."

The male insect was so frightened that it roared at the female insect, who was still howling on the ground. The female insect immediately struggled to get up in pain and quickly helped the male insect off the bed.

Watching the two insects limp away quickly, Chu Yang felt even more irritated.

The hospital director witnessed the entire process from outside the ward. He greatly admired Chu Yang's courage, but felt a pang of regret seeing the blood flowing from his hands.

After Chu Yang left, the dean quickly collected the blood on the ground; now he had the raw materials for the inhibitor.

After leaving, Chu Yang did not return to Shen Nanxi's ward, but went to the bathroom, closed the door, and locked it.

Looking at his fierce reflection in the mirror, Chu Yang felt inexplicably irritable. Even though he had vented his anger, his chest still felt tight, and he felt that his emotions had not been relieved at all.

I carefully picked out the shards of glass from my palm in the sink, cleaned the wound, and then ran into the old director again.

"Lord Chu Yang, your hand is injured. Let me apply some medicine and bandage it for you."

He glanced at his hands; some wounds were still bleeding. He then nodded in agreement.

After the bandage was finished and he thanked her, Chu Yang returned to Shen Nanxi's ward. Standing at the ward door, he took several deep breaths to calm himself down.

Pushing open the door, Zhang San immediately came over. Seeing his hand, he was about to say something worriedly when his personal terminal beeped.

After glancing at him, Zhang San's expression became somewhat unnatural, but Chu Yang didn't ask any further questions.

Looking at the phone on his personal terminal, he glanced at Chu Yang, and only after receiving a signal from him did he go out to answer the call.

Chu Yang sat gently in front of the hospital bed, carefully examining the sleeping Shen Nanxi.

Her face was fair, her eyelashes were slightly curled, and her eyebrows and eye sockets were red from crying so hard.

An inexplicable impulse slowly rose in Chu Yang's heart. He stared at Chu Yang's pale lips and swallowed hard.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she reached out to smooth the hair that was falling across his forehead. Just as she mustered the courage to kiss him, Zhang San hurriedly pushed the door open, interrupting her.

Chu Yang felt a little guilty and didn't dare to look Zhang San in the eye. He could only lower his head and pretend to tuck in the blanket.

"Your Excellency Chu Yang, I have urgent business to attend to and need to return."

Zhang San's tone was somewhat hurried, his brows were slightly furrowed, and there was a hint of something unreadable in his eyes.

"Then you can go ahead and do your thing. Thank you for today. My brother and I will treat you to a meal another day when you have time."

"Yes, I really look forward to having dinner with Lord Chu Yang next time."

Before leaving, Zhang San gave Shen Nanxi, who was still asleep in the hospital bed, a meaningful look.

Not long after Zhang San left, Shen Nanxi woke up, and the severe whip marks on his body were slowly healing.

"Brother, your hand is injured."

Shen Nanxi held Chu Yang's hands, which were wrapped in gauze, with both hands, her eyes filled with heartache.

"It's just a minor injury, nothing serious. But how are you feeling now? Does it still hurt?"

He shook his head, tugged at the collar of his shirt, revealing the scars underneath.

"After applying the medicine, the wound healed very quickly. Brother, look, the wound has already healed."

Chu Yang looked over and indeed, the wounds on his body were much better than before, and some of the shallow wounds had already grown pink tender flesh.

His gaze also fell upon other uninjured areas, and his face flushed slightly. Chu Yang pressed the hand with the bandage to his lips, pretending to cough a few times as if he had choked on saliva.

"Brother, are you okay?"

"No, it's okay."

In the evening, the old dean came to check on Shen Nanxi's condition and specifically told him about the situation after Chu Yang arrived.

Shen Nanxi was moved to tears again, and hugged Chu Yang's waist, crying once more.

That evening, after the two insects returned home, Chu Yang immediately went into the kitchen, using cooking as an excuse to stay there alone.

I splashed the cold water from the pool onto my face with both hands, and the icy water also extinguished some of the bad thoughts in my mind.

Dinner was light: plain porridge, stir-fried greens, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

During the meal, Chu Yang kept putting food on Shen Nanxi's plate, but he barely ate anything. Seeing how happy Shen Nanxi was while eating, that inexplicable emotion welled up in his heart again.

After finishing his meal, Chu Yang locked himself in his room and took a cold shower.

He didn't know why he felt this way, but after thinking about it, he figured it must be because he was angry about what happened today.

Having been with the Zerg for so long, Shen Nanxi is now the only person I can consider family.

Chu Yang, who had just finished showering, came out wrapped in a bath towel and was about to change his clothes when Shen Nanxi knocked on the door of his room.

"Brother, the doctor said I need to apply the medicine again before going to bed tonight. I haven't applied enough to the wound on my back. Can you help me?"

Chu Yang quickly changed into his pajamas and spoke to the door.

"Okay, I'll apply it for you."

After opening the door, Shen Nanxi was wearing the same slightly see-through, mid-length white shirt as last time. Her hair was not yet dry, and some water droplets fell on the shirt, revealing her skin.

Chu Yang brought a hairdryer, stood in front of Shen Nanxi who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and gently dried his wet hair.

Her fingers ran through his brown-orange hair, the soft, silky touch making Chu Yang's heart itch.

After drying his hair, Shen Nanxi immediately shoved the medicine into his hand, leaned back, and braced her arms on the bed.

"Brother, please help me apply the medicine."

"Ah."

He opened the medicine bottle; it contained a clear gel. The bottle cap had a small brush attached. He dipped some of the medicine in, leaned forward slightly, and brushed it onto the slightly pink wounds on Chu Yang's body.

Shen Nanxi looked at Chu Yang's face so closely that she couldn't help but blush slightly.

Chu Yang was busy applying medicine to his wound and didn't notice the distance between the two insects.

After cleaning all the wounds, Chu Yang straightened up and looked down at Shen Nanxi, who was half-lying on the bed.

Only then did I realize that our positioning was somewhat ambiguous.

"Cough cough, turn around, I'll help you apply the ointment to the wound on the back."

Shen Nanxi obediently stepped onto the bed and rolled over, lying face down. There were many scars on her back, and although some were slowly healing, they still looked quite shocking.

Chu Yang applied the medicine very slowly and carefully. He gently blew on the area where he had applied the medicine, hoping it would dry as quickly as possible.

His fingers would accidentally touch his skin, and the tingling sensation would stimulate his brain, making the bad thoughts in his heart even stronger.

After applying the medicine, Chu Yang hurried outside, not daring to let him see his flushed face.

"The medicine has been applied. I'm a little thirsty, I'm going to get some water."

After saying that, she hurriedly ran downstairs, went to the kitchen, closed the door, turned on the tap, and scooped up handfuls of cold water to rub on her red and hot face.

Thinking about what happened during the day, Chu Yang felt a chill. The insect race was extremely tolerant of the behavior of male insects. Even if Shen Nanxi was beaten to death by her male father today, she would only have to pay some fines in court.

Standing by the pool, Chu Yang was glad that he was a male insect. Although he wouldn't act recklessly, at least he wasn't a lowly being that anyone could easily bully.