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The spacious and quiet guest room was lit by a warm, dim wall lamp.

As soon as Zhong Xun lay down, his consciousness was like floating seaweed, and through his swaying vision, the world became unreal.

He broke out in a sweat due to the extreme emotional fluctuations.

Zhong Xun smiled and said to the busy figure, "Judge, I request a bath."

Meng Jingting was boiling water when he heard this and coldly uttered two words: "Rejected."

Zhong Xun whispered, "It's uncomfortable when it sticks to my body."

"Bear with it." Meng Jingting took a sip of the warm water, then stepped forward, supporting Zhong Xun's neck with one hand and lifting him up slightly, while holding the cup in the other hand and letting him drink most of it.

This made his heart feel refreshed. Zhong Xun wasn't actually in much pain. "Concealment" had gnawed very neatly at the connection between the puppet silk and his mental power. It wasn't the excruciating pain of violent destruction, but just a dull ache that made him lose his spirit.

"I'll take you to the hospital later," Meng Jing heard.

Zhong Xun paused for a moment, then said in a low voice with his eyes closed, "No need, just go to the Tribunal. Dr. Qin should be there, and the facilities are complete. It'll be enough to handle my little problem."

"A minor issue," Meng Jingting pondered for a moment. "Zhong Xun calls this a minor issue."

When the servant rushed over, Meng Jingting thought he had mistaken him for someone else. The moment he saw Zhong Xun, his heart jumped into his throat. The violent pheromones separated Zhong Xun into another world. Meng Jingting's cliff cypress tentatively approached, and was not rejected. Instead, it took advantage of its master's feelings and clung tightly to him.

Meng Jing hugged Zhong Xun tightly and lowered his head to ask her a question, but then he froze.

Those were such dark, thick eyes, brimming with boundless hatred.

The chilling resolve was like the jagged rocks exposed after the tide recedes. Stripped of his elegant and gentle exterior, Zhong Xun's spiritual world was empty without end. Meng Jing was shocked and felt a dull pain. If he had only been willful for more than ten years, Zhong Xun would not be so sad.

But then, Meng Jingting peered into a bottomless abyss from this superficial hatred.

A long-hidden secret lurked in the darkness, revealing a horrifying outline.

Meng Jingting realized something completely.

Zhong Xun is currently fast asleep.

Meng Jingting sat by the bed for a while, then went to the balcony to make a phone call to Qin Fengyue. After saying a few words, he returned. The judge's black cloak completely covered Zhong Xun, and the young man's face was pressed against his chest, his head drooping, revealing only a patch of soft hair.

Meng Jingting carried Zhong Xun and left through the side door.

Having informed Qian Chonglan beforehand that there weren't many people around, Meng Jingting suddenly looked to his right and could vaguely see a figure behind a tall gladiolus.

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What's Su Shengjie doing here?

Meng Jingting kept walking, but his eyes narrowed dangerously.

Like any other Alpha, Su Shengjie couldn't look directly at Meng Jingting's sharp edge. His eyes were hurried, but Zhong Xun's thin hand bone, visible outside his cloak, was like a full moon reflected in an ink pool, making him tremble with fear. In the end, he almost fled in panic.

Meng Jingting carefully settled Zhong Xun in the back seat and drove to the courtroom.

Qin Fengyue had been waiting for a long time. All the values ​​in the repair chamber had been adjusted. She carefully helped Zhong Xun put him in. Some bubbles came out of the young man's lips, and his tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.

Qin Fengyue closed the hatch and couldn't help but take another look; it was like a sea monster sealed at the bottom of the sea.

The next second, Qin Fengyue preemptively stared at Meng Jingting with a suspicious and disapproving look: "You two have been together all night?"

Meng Jing heard: "They separated for a few minutes."

"I knew it." Qin Fengyue smiled insincerely, throwing all sorts of sarcasm directly at Meng Jingting's face: "With S-level pheromones, how could Zhong Xun become like this?"

Meng Jingting took a shallow breath: "Dr. Qin, you belong to the Tribunal..."

Qin Fengyue had already bent down to begin data adjustments: "I'm the only one on duty tonight."

Meng Jing readily agreed, saying, "Thank you for your help."

"There shouldn't be any major problems." Qin Fengyue stood up, her long legs clad in a pair of sky-high heels that would leave others speechless. She stood beside Meng Jingting, calm and composed. "The pheromones have completely subsided. I set it for nine hours. You'll need to soothe them a few times after they come out."

Meng Jing replied, "No problem."

"With the Grand Judge watching, shall I go grab a bite to eat?" Qin Fengyue said.

Meng Jing was somewhat surprised, realizing that his phone call had disrupted Qin Fengyue's plans. He immediately took out his phone and handed it to her: "Reimburse me."

Qin Fengyue happily accepted the order and placed the most expensive set meal at a high-end restaurant—a meal she had always wanted to eat but hadn't been able to bring herself to try: "Thanks!"

"Go and rest, I'll stay here and watch over things."

Qin Fengyue knew she was superfluous and left gracefully.

Meng Jingting moved a stool over and sat down next to the repair cabin.

Zhong Xun slept soundly, and when he opened his eyes the next day, through the thick repair fluid and the transparent hatch, the first thing he saw was Qin Fengyue's waist-length curly hair, which was like waves.

He knocked on the hatch.

Qin Fengyue turned around and happily opened the hatch: "You timed it pretty well."

"Hmm." Zhong Xun slowly sat up, still feeling a little dizzy.

"You slept for eleven hours, so it's normal to feel dizzy," Qin Fengyue said with a smile. "Would you like to try some of my homemade lemon tea?"

Zhong Xun said weakly, "Thank you, Bao'er."

Zhong Xun leaned against the cabin door and finished a glass of slightly iced lemon tea. Surprisingly, he felt much more awake.

"The adjudicator is in a meeting." Qin Fengyue leaned against a table, somewhat excited. "I have some good news, do you want to hear it?"

Chung Hsun: "My application to join the Medical Affairs Department has been approved?"

Qin Fengyue: "...You're being so boring."

"It's about time."

This is also why Zhong Xun wanted to come directly to the court last night, so as not to delay things and to complete the relevant procedures directly.

However, to get the job, you still have to get past the old professor.

The old professor took another doctor to a neighboring city for training, and they won't be back until the day after tomorrow.

"The soy milk and steamed buns in the cafeteria taste pretty good."

Zhong Xun had just come out of the bathroom, quickly washed up, and her face was still damp: "Um, thanks."

The two chatted casually, and Zhong Xun casually inquired about the old professor and the other doctor's background. Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Meng Jing, who always walked with a brisk pace in the Tribunal, rushed over and first touched Zhong Xun's forehead. After confirming that he didn't have a fever, he breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "I have to go on a mission this afternoon and will probably be back in the evening. If you're in a hurry, go home first. If you don't understand the preliminary exam and the procedures for entering the Tribunal, ask Qin Fengyue."

Zhong Xun: "What about lunch...?"

Meng Jingting pulled out a black card that was almost blindingly bright, seemingly engraved with a ring of real diamonds: "Swipe it as you like."

Zhong Xun and Qin Fengyue accepted it with both hands at the same time.

Is this just a simple lunch? This is the guarantee of resources for the entire infirmary from now on!

Meng Jingting seemed to chuckle lightly, then strode out like a whirlwind.