Fully booked

After school that afternoon.

Fang Yuan went to the hospital as usual to have dinner with Xiaozhu, then headed to the martial arts gym to cover a shift.

While at the library, Fang Yuan had learned from Han Youwei that someone had booked his sparring sessions that evening.

When he arrived at the gym, the person who had booked the sessions had yet to show up.

With nothing to do anyway, Fang Yuan found a treadmill, turned the speed up to maximum, then established a Star Power circulation in his feet and started running.

In the end, he ran all evening, and the gym member who had booked his sessions never appeared.

Fang Yuan stepped off the treadmill, went into the manager's office, and asked in puzzlement, "Manager Liu, the person who booked me didn't show up all evening. Was there some mistake?"

Manager Liu opened his work log, checked it, and replied, "No mistake. The booking was for today, and they paid the session fees in advance."

As long as he got paid, Fang Yuan didn't care whether the person showed up.

The strange thing was that, for the next three days, someone booked his sessions every day, but whoever made the bookings never appeared.

Feeling that something was off, Fang Yuan went to ask Manager Liu again.

"I don't know what's going on either, but all your sparring sessions for the next week have been booked." Manager Liu found it strange too.

"Were they all booked by the same person?" Fang Yuan asked.

"Yes, the same person," Manager Liu replied.

Fang Yuan took his work log and glanced at it, only to find a name he didn't recognize.

Still, Fang Yuan already had a guess.

"Have they paid?"

"Yes, in full."

Fang Yuan told Manager Liu, "Raise my session rate to ten times its current price from now on."

"Isn't that... a bit too steep an increase?" Manager Liu wasn't sure whether to agree.

The gym's coaches did charge different session rates. Stronger, more popular coaches naturally charged more.

But Fang Yuan was only covering shifts, and he hadn't even been doing it for a month. Raising his rate tenfold was a little excessive.

"Just do as I say. Raise it tenfold and see whether that person keeps booking." Fang Yuan stood by his decision.

Manager Liu thought it over. Prices could go up, but they could also come down.

They could raise it first, then lower it again if it didn't work out.

Manager Liu also wanted to know what was going on with this member, who had booked an entire week of sessions without ever showing up.

"All right. Let's raise it and see."

After the price increase, the person still booked every available session and paid the tenfold rate without the slightest hesitation.

And this person still never appeared.

Fang Yuan shot straight up to become the Thunder Martial Arts Gym's most expensive "gold-medal coach," with every session fully booked and not a single slot left open.

Yet Fang Yuan had very little to do.

Every day, he went to the gym to run, hit the punching bag, and lift weights...

Faced with days so idle he could practically grow mold, Fang Yuan only wanted to say... keep it coming, don't stop!

He earned his sweet cash and cultivated Star Power at the gym every day. Where else could he find a deal this good?

If there was anything he wasn't happy about, it was that the gym deposited his wages into Fang Zhenguo's bank account.

He cultivated at the gym every evening.

After more than a week, with the combined boosts of the "Star Power Cultivation Model" and "Advanced Agility Enhancement," Fang Yuan successfully trained his agility up to 19 points.

He had also accumulated 320 Rage Points.

Fang Yuan had originally wanted to earn more Rage Points, and deliberately took a detour to the basketball court in the old district several times.

But those three cowards never came out to rob anyone again, much to Fang Yuan's disappointment.

Since the gym member who had booked the sessions never showed up at all.

Sometimes Fang Yuan simply checked in at the gym and left.

He told Manager Liu to call him if the member who had booked his sessions appeared.

Fang Yuan was extremely satisfied with the whole arrangement.

The gym was extremely satisfied too. Their gold-medal coach, charging ten times his old rate, was fully booked every day.

Who wouldn't be happy with business this good?

There was only one unhappy person: Han Youwei.

After finishing "The Devil's Open Eyes: The Evolution of Spatial Rifts," Fang Yuan didn't return it to the library, but lent it straight to Han Youwei.

"You're a gold-medal coach now. I can't even book a single session with you." Holding the book, Han Youwei pouted a little playfully, a hint of complaint in her voice.

"Can't be helped. I'm a professional gym coach. Since someone's already booked me, I can't take other clients." Fang Yuan grinned.

"Fine. Next week, I'll have my driver stake out the gym. I refuse to believe I can't book a single session." Han Youwei wasn't quite willing to admit defeat.

After school that afternoon.

Fang Yuan went to the snack shop beside the school to get wontons and steamed dumplings to go, then bought two bags of cat food at the supermarket before heading to the hospital.

He had only bought cat food last week, and it had all been eaten in just a week.

Somewhat speechless, Fang Yuan decided to give Fang Xiaozhu a lecture once he reached the hospital and tell her not to feed them so much cat food. If those two cats ate themselves to death...

Huh... then we wouldn't have to feed them anymore.

That sounds like a pretty good idea.

But then he reconsidered. One of those two cats was an orange tabby.

That was terrifying. They might end up feeding it into a pig.

When he entered the hospital room.

The female medical student intern was chatting and laughing with Fang Xiaozhu.

Fang Yuan set the takeaway wontons and steamed dumplings on the table and asked, "Doctor Zhou, would you like some wontons?"

The female medical student intern was named Zhou Weiya, and she took very good care of Fang Xiaozhu.

So Fang Yuan was a little more enthusiastic whenever he saw her.

Zhou Weiya waved a hand. "No, thanks. If the department head found out I was stealing a patient's food, I'd be in trouble. I'll leave you two to eat."

"Bye, Sister Zhou."

Fang Xiaozhu waved, her voice sweet, then turned around and immediately asked, "Where's the cat food?"

Fang Yuan put the two bags of cat food on the bedside table. "I bought it. You remind me every single day. I couldn't forget even if I wanted to."

Instead of starting on her wontons, Fang Xiaozhu grabbed the cat food and began opening it.

Fang Yuan snatched the cat food away and said sternly, "Eat first."

Fang Xiaozhu pouted, pulled the rolling table over, and started eating her wontons.

The two stray cats appeared on the windowsill right on time.

Fang Yuan held his little sister in place and made her keep eating while he opened the cat food himself and poured a little onto the windowsill.

The two cats lowered their heads and sniffed it, but didn't eat. They looked up and meowed at Fang Xiaozhu.

Fang Yuan was instantly annoyed. "What's that supposed to mean? Do you dislike the cat food I bought, or are you unhappy because I'm the one feeding you?"

The two cats kept meowing and refused to eat.

"Fang Xiaozhu, look how spoiled you've made these two. They've completely forgotten they're strays." Fang Yuan was thoroughly annoyed.

"Give them a little more. They can eat a lot."

Fang Xiaozhu slid off the bed, ran over, took a handful of cat food from the bag, and put it on the windowsill.

The two cats meowed affectionately, then lowered their heads and began eating, behaving as sweetly as could be.

Fang Yuan rolled his eyes. Thoroughly annoyed with the two cats, he reached out and poked the orange tabby, only for its fur to bristle.