The Confrontation Begins

(I didn't update this morning, and I got a real scolding from him. I guess I'll post three updates and two thousand words tomorrow.)

At this moment, Cui Man interjected, "This isn't a battle he's fighting alone; it's a battle for both of you. Xiao He relied on you to take care of him when he was fighting the Flu. Since you've already been infected, aren't you the best person to take care of him?"

"Hmm." Ye Wanqing nodded, then frowned at Xiao He and said, "You absolutely cannot lose... or I'll never speak to you again for the rest of my life."

"Don't worry, as long as it's called Lin Tiannan, I won't lose." Xiao He laughed. "But I took care of you when you had a cold before, I didn't expect it would be your turn to repay me so soon."

"Hmph, I won't be as careless as you," Ye Wanqing said with a huff. "We're going out to buy some things later, and I need to prepare in advance so I can make you a pot of soup tomorrow."

What made Ye Wanqing agree was not because she believed Xiao He could defeat the AME Influenza, but because she could be there for him and support him while Xiao He worked hard, just as he did when she had a fever.

Of course, this process of "fighting" against AME Influenza cannot be carried out at home.

Therefore, the next day Xiao He was brought to the military base, where the Special Response Department prepared a private ward for him. They would take care of and treat him there, and then try to develop a vaccine based on the different stages of the AME Influenza in his body.

As before, after successfully receiving the Flu, Xiao He was connected to various instruments to monitor his condition.

(The infection process cannot be described; please use your imagination.)

"I'll stay here with you until you get better," Ye Wanqing comforted him, sitting beside his hospital bed. "There's a bed next door; I'll sleep here tonight to keep you company. Just tell me what you want to eat; I bought a lot of ingredients yesterday."

"Hmm." Xiao He nodded, waving his hand dismissively. "Don't worry, it's nothing serious, just the Flu."

But that's what he said; he didn't really think so. When the AME Influenza was implanted just now, even though the AME Influenza in front of him had been renamed "Lin Tiannan" Flu, he still felt a strong threat from that syringe.

The sense of threat was unprecedented; he had never felt such pressure even when solving "NP=P?". His Superpower told him that he couldn't let this thing enter his body; his Superpower warned him that the best way to defeat this virus was not to get infected.

He immediately understood: the enemy he was facing this time was stronger than ever before, the strongest enemy he had ever encountered. For the first time after activating his Superpower, he had a feeling of "not knowing if he could win".

But he chose to accept it anyway, because someone important to him was infected, and if he didn't stop the AME Influenza now, more people important to him would get infected. Ultimately, what if he were the only person left in the world...?

Deep down, he was somewhat worried: what would happen if he lost this confrontation?

Therefore, he wasn't as confident as he appeared.

However, Ye Wanqing saw through his lack of confidence.

"That sounds nice..." Ye Wanqing glanced at him with dissatisfaction, "You recovered instantly when you were infected before, but you're not showing any symptoms now, are you?"

"Perhaps it's because I've already defeated this Flu," Xiao He said with a relaxed laugh.

But no sooner had he finished speaking than he felt his body begin to heat up, and the power within him began to spread throughout his body, engaging in a fierce battle with the enemy within.

However, in theory, he was on the defensive in this battle and was at a disadvantage.

"Hoo..." Xiao He took a deep breath, feeling a little dizzy and his body getting hotter and hotter, so he lay down on the hospital bed: his immune system had begun to fight the Flu.

So far, he still feels completely at ease. Just like in the previous experiments, he did not gain super strength or the ability to fly, but instead gained a powerful life force to fight against the Flu in his body.

"See! You hadn't even had time to be smug before your temper flared up!" Ye Wanqing said irritably, reaching out to touch his forehead, immediately frowning. "It's so hot..."

"Tsk..." Seeing Ye Wanqing's angry expression, Xiao He chuckled and poked her cheek, "Little Pufferfish."

Ye Wanqing glared at him angrily. "If you weren't sick, I'd teach you a lesson..."

After saying that, Ye Wanqing pressed the call button.

A short while later, several fully equipped medical personnel entered. They were dressed in protective suits and goggles, completely covered up. These were the best medical personnel in their country, and they would be fighting alongside him today.

After checking Xiao He's condition, they drew some blood for testing and then told Ye Wanqing, "There's nothing seriously wrong. He just has a fever, but no other symptoms. It's probably the Miracle Factor in his body reacting to the Flu. We gave him some fever reducer, and told him to stay hydrated. If anything happens, just press the call button. We're in the next room, monitoring this area through the surveillance cameras. There are people on duty 24/7, so don't worry."

"Mm." Ye Wanqing nodded, then watched the medical staff leave the ward.

Then she went to Xiao He's bedside, looked at him, and asked, "How are you feeling?"

"Aside from being a little hot, I don't feel anything," Xiao He said with a relaxed smile. "Little Pufferfish, I want to eat teriyaki chicken legs for lunch."

"How can a patient like you eat such strong-flavored food? You should eat something like porridge, which is easier to digest. Otherwise, it will only put a burden on your body," Ye Wanqing said with dissatisfaction.

"But I want to eat," Xiao He said matter-of-factly. "If I want to eat, it means I have an appetite. If I have an appetite, it means my body needs nutrition and energy so that I can better fight the AME Influenza."

"Okay, okay," Ye Wanqing interrupted his rambling. "I'll go check out the kitchen here later."

"Hmm." Xiao He nodded, and after a moment of silence, added, "Oh, and add a poached egg, then stir-fry some bok choy, and make some soup."

"You're asking for so much... I understand, I'll make it for you later." Ye Wanqing lowered her eyelids and said softly, picking up a cup from the table and placing it in front of him. "Drink more water, your body will be dehydrated when you have a fever."

Xiao He nodded. Ye Wanqing first took a sip of water to test the temperature, just like Xiao He did when he fed her water. After confirming that the water temperature was not too high, she bent down and fed him the cup. In this position, the beautiful scenery of her neckline was displayed right in front of him.

Because the weather was quite cool, Ye Wanqing was wearing a loose-fitting knit sweater with a close-fitting T-shirt underneath, so the view was limited, but still very beautiful.

Fortunately, her fever and flushed face didn't show much... Xiao He thought to himself, reluctantly shifting his gaze.

After Ye Wanqing fed him some water, she prepared to get up and leave.

Before leaving, she thought for a moment and added, "Don't be afraid, I'm just going to prepare the ingredients for your lunch, I'll be right back. You rest well, okay?"

"Eh..." Xiao He responded, then suddenly felt weak and listless, lying down on the bed.

After Ye Wanqing pushed open the ward door, she found Cui Man standing outside observing Xiao He inside.

"Sister Man," Ye Wanqing greeted Cui Man, "You also caught the Flu, right?"

"Yes, but I'm not worried at all," Cui Man said with a smile, glancing at Xiao He in the ward. "I've put all my eggs in his basket. He's our great hero, Yinglong. I believe in him, and you should believe in him too."

"He's no hero, just a clueless idiot..." Ye Wanqing muttered softly, then turned to Cui Man and asked, "Sister Man, is there a kitchen here? I want to make him some chicken soup. I bought a chicken yesterday, and I'll add some red dates, goji berries, and angelica root to make a soup to nourish him."

"Wow, how considerate!" Cui Man teased, arms crossed. "It's so nice to have a girlfriend like that."

"Oh dear, don't always do this... What kind of time is this to be making jokes like this?" Ye Wanqing muttered, frowning slightly, but she didn't seem particularly resistant.

"That's because you two are starting to look more and more like a couple," Cui Man said, covering her mouth with a laugh. "Let's go check out the cafeteria on the first floor. Our Special Response Department's office building has a separate small cafeteria, which is separate from the large cafeteria at the military base. There's a kitchen there, and it should be empty right now."

Ye Wanqing turned away angrily, not wanting to say anything more to Cui Man, but she was actually anxious to cook for Xiao He.

Xiao He lay in bed in the ward. He wasn't actually feeling particularly unwell, just a little dizzy and feverish.

"It's nothing, just a cold," Xiao He thought to himself with his eyes closed. Feeling dizzy and sleepy, his body grew increasingly weak, and his consciousness began to fade...

She came to the cafeteria and saw that it had everything she needed, from ingredients to cooking utensils, more than enough for her to use.

"I need to make something he likes to eat." Ye Wanqing stood in front of the refrigerator, searching for the ingredients she needed, muttering to herself, "He needs soup when he's sick... I bought a whole chicken yesterday; I can use the drumsticks to make teriyaki chicken drumsticks, and the rest can be used to make soup. Chicken soup is the best thing for someone with a cold and fever."

Then Ye Wanqing recalled, "I think she also said she wanted to eat poached eggs and bok choy, right?"

After gathering the ingredients, Ye Wanqing came to the kitchen, preparing the food while thinking: He's sick, so I'll cook the chicken legs until they're very tender, making them easier to digest.

But what if he loses his appetite? Should I add something sour to whet his appetite? And maybe I should fry the egg a little less vigorously...?

Ye Wanqing scooped up a spoonful of soup, tasted it, and then nodded in satisfaction: He will definitely like it.

After busying herself for a while and preparing lunch, Ye Wanqing finally brought the food back to the ward.

"Lunch is here, all I can think about is food..." Ye Wanqing complained as she opened the door.

At this moment, Xiao He lay on the bed with his eyes closed, sweating profusely, seemingly unconscious, but still trembling slightly. Several doctors were examining him.