"Possible." Sun Hang nodded.
"Then can you... protect my sister?" Yang Lian asked.
"I'll do my best." As he spoke, Sun Hang went upstairs, scooped Yang Lian up around the waist, and carried her toward the room.
"W-What are you doing?!" Yang Lian's face instantly flushed red as she struggled—though her strength was so negligible that it was more like she was acting cute than resisting.
"I'm hungry," Sun Hang said.
"What does being hungry have to do with carrying me? There's food in the fridge!" Yang Lian said, embarrassed and indignant.
"What? You don't want to?" Sun Hang suddenly stopped.
"...It's not that I don't want to..." Yang Lian's voice was barely audible. "But shouldn't you take a shower first?"
"I was planning to take a shower." Sun Hang gently bounced her in his arms, buried his face in the crook of her neck, and took a deep sniff. "You haven't washed today either, right? We can do it together."
Anomaly Research Institute, Tianfu City.
Yang Qi, lying inside a medical pod, slowly opened her eyes. Sensing that its user had awakened, the pod quickly drained away the liquid within, leaving behind only a hibernation suit pressed tightly against Yang Qi's body, almost indistinguishable from body paint.
The pod's lid opened. Yang Qi struggled into a seated position, then began coughing violently.
With every cough, the oxygenating fluid that had flooded her lungs and airways, along with some phlegm, was expelled.
A warm towel and a glass of water were handed over from beside her. Yang Qi turned to look and saw Song Yarong sitting next to the medical pod, calmly watching her.
This wasn't the medical department... Yang Qi thought. Maybe space in the medical department was too tight, so they had moved her pod into