Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Japan

He remembered the location of Liu Miaomiao's ward. But walking straight in was definitely out of the question. Liu Miaomiao's father was still there, and there were doctors and nurses on duty at the door; entering the ward without permission would easily get him discovered.

So, he planned to climb through the window into Liu Miaomiao's hospital room. He had actually noticed that the window of Liu Miaomiao's hospital room was unlocked when he was outside the door.

He found Liu Miaomiao's ward downstairs in the inpatient building. Lu Mingfei looked up; it was a four-story building, about ten meters high. There were plenty of footholds.

A height of ten meters is still relatively easy for him now.

But Xia Mi shrugged: "I can't climb up to that height. If you want to go up, you'll have to carry me."

Seeing Lu Mingfei staring blankly at her, Xia Mi sighed and explained, "Have you forgotten what I told you before? Just counteracting Odin's 'Gungnir Spear' alchemical laws has already exhausted all my power. Now I'm basically powerless, just like an ordinary human little girl."

……

Lu Mingfei supported Xia Mi's thigh with one hand and grabbed the water pipe along the wall with the other, supporting the weight of both of them with just one hand.

Unfortunately, this Little Dragon Girl behind the scenes is particularly unsettling.

"Hey, senior brother, where are you touching?"

Xia Mi's hands, which were on Lu Mingfei's shoulders, suddenly launched a chokehold attack on him.

"Cough cough cough, I'm going to die!"

Lu Mingfei quickly moved away from that soft, fragrant spot and went to another place. Damn it, he's being so picky even while being carried like that.

And has this guy really lost his power? The moment Xia Mi grabbed his throat, he suddenly saw a young Chinese man dressed in a Qing Dynasty robe and wearing a top hat waving at him from the other side of the river.

At least he managed to climb into Liu Miaomiao's hospital room. Lu Mingfei first peeked out slightly to make sure only Liu Miaomiao was in the room before standing on the windowsill. He placed his fingers on the windowsill and gently pried at it.

Not moving.

……

Lu Mingfei was sweating profusely. He tried to pry open the window again, but it still wouldn't budge. He pressed his face against the window, looking inside at the lock.

Damn, who locked the window?! Do they have to be so habitual?!

Lu Mingfei was internally ranting and raving.

This is going to be tricky. Should we break through the window and force our way in? No way, that doesn't sound like a good idea. If people find out he actually came to raid Liu Miaomiao's place at night, he'll be socially irreparably killed.

"What's wrong?" Xia Mi leaned her head on Lu Mingfei's shoulder.

“The windows are locked from the inside,” Lu Mingfei said.

"Isn't that easy?" Xia Mi said. "Senior brother, just do as I say..."

Xia Mi leaned close to his ear and whispered a few key points about exerting force in her breath.

Following Xia Mi's method, Lu Mingfei applied force, and sure enough, after a gentle shake, the inner lock snapped open with a "snap".

He suddenly remembered what Xia Mi had said to him when she secretly opened the rooftop door:

"And this skill is really useful, isn't it? Once you learn it, you can go anywhere without a key, whether it's Liu Miaomiao's house or Su Xiaoqiang's house. Romeo and Juliet had to be separated by a rooftop to meet in secret, but you two can meet in your room directly."

I never imagined I'd actually learn this skill! And I actually used it to meet Liu Miaomiao in secret!

Life is truly disillusioning.

He pushed open the window, gently jumped off the windowsill, put Xia Mi down, and then closed the window behind him.

Liu Miaomiao remained asleep. This was normal, though; it was probably already past nine o'clock, and according to her usual routine, she would be getting ready to sleep around this time.

Just in case, Lu Mingfei first locked the ward door, then sat down in the chair next to Liu Miaomiao's bed. He touched her neck with the back of his hand.

The temperature is slightly high, and there is a low-grade fever, but the breathing and heartbeat seem normal.

"Do you know what illness Liu Miaomiao has?" Lu Mingfei asked Xia Mi.

"I think I probably do," the person next to him replied.

Lu Mingfei was stunned, then suddenly turned his head as if he had seen a ghost.

A small gift, black leather shoes, and a white scarf.

A sense of security immediately welled up in Lu Mingfei's heart. It was similar to receiving in-game purchases in a game. The moment you saw him, you felt reassured, as if any difficulties ahead were insurmountable.

A strange heaviness suddenly filled the room, as if the air had suddenly gained a tangible weight. This was a sign that the little devil always appeared.

Lu Mingze opened the fruit basket by Liu Miaomiao's bedside and was peeling an orange. He removed the orange flesh, intending to place the peel, which he had shaped into flower petals, on Liu Miaomiao's head as decoration, but Lu Mingfei quickly slapped it away.

"Show some respect for the patients!" Lu Mingfei said indignantly.

"Brother, you've changed. You actually hit me for your sister-in-law." Lu Mingze covered his chest, twisted his waist in an affected manner, and made a tearful expression on his face, as if he were playing the role of a wife who had been heartbroken by her husband.

"Pah, pah, pah, you know she's your sister-in-law, don't you even show her some respect?"

Although Lu Mingfei verbally expressed his disdain for Lu Mingze, he suddenly calmed down inside.

"Is Liu Miaomiao alright?" Lu Mingfei asked softly.

"My sister-in-law is fine, in good health and everything is fine. Your health indicators are not as good as hers."

The little devil's eyes lit up as he spoke, "These oranges are pretty good, brother, would you like half?"

"No."

Lu Mingze shrugged and ate the other half of the orange.

"Then why is this happening? I heard it's been burning for two days already." Lu Mingfei asked Lu Mingze, "Do you have a kind of 'don't die' incantation, like 'don't get sick' or something like that?"

"Brother, you're so funny," Lu Mingze chuckled.

Lu Mingfei watched as Lu Mingze finished the oranges and took out a piece of sweet corn from the fruit basket. He pursed his lips, thinking to himself, "Isn't he afraid of gaining weight from eating so many carbohydrates so late at night?"

“This illness is very easy to treat.” Lu Mingze stuck corn silk to his face and made a tucking motion. “I’ll prescribe a medicine for you, brother, and I guarantee it will cure you.”

"What prescription?" Lu Mingfei asked hurriedly.

“You hold Liu Miaomiao’s hand and stay by her bedside for one night. In less than three days, I guarantee that I will give you back a Liu Miaomiao who is full of energy and as fierce as a wolf.”

Lu Mingfei was dumbfounded: "This is considered a prescription?"

“Brother, you don’t understand.” The little devil shook his head like an old Chinese medicine doctor. “A heart ailment requires a heart remedy.”

Just like Ultraman's three minutes would turn on to remind him, as soon as that heavy feeling disappeared, Lu Mingfei knew that Little Devil, the cheat code, was gone.

There was no one around; Liu Miaomiao was still asleep, and the fruit basket hadn't been opened. The only difference was that an orange and an ear of corn had been stuffed into her hand without her noticing. She had no idea how he had taken them out of the fruit basket.

Xia Mi blinked: "Senior brother, you still have the mood to eat fruit...?"

"I'm a little hungry, is it wrong for me to have a late-night snack?" Lu Mingfei awkwardly stuffed the fruit into his pocket.

"Having a midnight snack?" Xia Mi was taken aback. "Senior brother, do you mean you're planning to stay here all night?"

"Why not?" Lu Mingfei muttered. "I have nothing else to do anyway."

Although Lu Mingfei thought the prescription the little devil mentioned was somewhat far-fetched, he still believed Lu Mingze's words. After all, Lu Mingze's solutions were always correct whenever he encountered problems.

As Lu Mingfei thought about it, he reached his hand under the covers to find Liu Miaomiao's hand.

Xia Mi's eyes widened as she took a step back: "Senior brother, you're way too thirsty! This is a patient..."

"Pah! Can't girls be a little more innocent?! Is this Dragon King really driven by power and not lust?!"

Lu Mingfei spat and gently took Liu Miaomiao's small hand in his palm.

This was the first time Lu Mingfei had held Liu Miaomiao's hand so solemnly since his "tiramisu incident".

The bed was warm, but Liu Miaomiao's hands were even warmer. Her palms were slender and soft, smooth to the touch. Exactly the same as she remembered.

Lu Mingfei wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but the moment he held Liu Miaomiao's hand, he seemed to see her previously furrowed brows instantly relax.

……

I had some things to take care of today, so the update was a little late. I'm really sorry. There will be another chapter tonight.

Chapter 162 Bedtime Talk

Liu Miaomiao didn't know when she woke up.

She's been sleeping on and off for the past two days. Her fever hasn't gone down, and she has no energy.

The sky was dark and gloomy, with only a sliver of moonlight filtering through the glass window.

It's probably still the middle of the night, right?

Liu Miaomiao tried to turn over, but suddenly felt something grabbing her hand, and she couldn't pull it away. She instinctively turned to her side and saw someone sleeping next to her bed.

The curtains weren't drawn, and the faint moonlight streaming in illuminated half of Lu Mingfei's profile.

Liu Miaomiao was suddenly stunned.

"Is this another dream?" Liu Miaomiao murmured.

She'd been running a fever and feeling dizzy for the past two days, and she was constantly sleeping. The more she slept, the more dreams she had. In her dreams, she seemed to be in a train station or subway station. There was no one around, and she was lost. Just when she was getting scared, Lu Mingfei suddenly appeared beside her and took her hand.

Then the two of them just kept running and running, as if they wanted to run until the end of time.

Because she had been dreaming, when Liu Miaomiao saw Lu Mingfei suddenly lying down and sleeping next to her bed, she naturally assumed it was a dream.

"but……"

Liu Miaomiao pouted.

This dream felt so real.

A romantic evening breeze, seemingly from nowhere, gently parted the clouds obscuring the moonlight, scattering clear moonlight across the ground. Bathed in the moonlight, Liu Miaomiao could see Lu Mingfei's face even more clearly.

I feel like I've never seen Lu Mingfei like this before.

Because of her ambiguous relationship with Lu Mingfei and the issue of etiquette, Liu Miaomiao had never really looked at Lu Mingfei's face properly.

But since this is a dream, I can be a little willful, right?

Liu Miaomiao turned to the side, her beautiful eyes quietly looking at Lu Mingfei's half-profile in the moonlight.

There was no one else in the dream (probably). The moonlight illuminated only Lu Mingfei's three-dimensional features. In junior high, he always looked downcast, and his hair was always messy, making people overlook the fact that his features were actually quite handsome. Lu Mingfei was sleeping on his side with his head resting on his hand, wearing only a short-sleeved shirt. His thick eyelashes were neatly arranged, his head was tilted to one side, and his breathing was even.

For a moment, all was peaceful, but the temperature on my face seemed to rise a few degrees.

Suddenly, Liu Miaomiao had a sudden thought and began to count Lu Mingfei's eyelashes.

One, two, three...

Eyelashes are fewer than hair—though some people may have more eyelashes than hair.