Within half a day, most of the students in the hotel had left. Su Huo and Pei Zhiyu were also urgently recalled and brought Zhang Jiang back to the military headquarters for investigation and routine physical examinations.

Su Huo leaned back in his chair and glanced at Pei Zhiyu, who was resting with his eyes closed, "Did she come to see you before she left?"

"Um."

"What did he say?" Su Huo asked, somewhat curious.

"threaten."

Su Huo wasn't surprised to hear this answer; Ye Jiu probably didn't believe he would convey her words to Pei Zhiyu completely.

"What about the inspection?"

"It should be done this or that." Unable to hide it from the instruments, and knowing that Zhang Jiang was also inside the spaceship, Pei Zhiyu swallowed the rest of his words.

Su Huo could roughly guess what he hadn't finished saying, and shrugged, "Okay, I hope Fang Dingguo won't be too disappointed."

Fang Dingguo is the current federal president, and he has always been at odds with the military, especially with the two of them.

He went to great lengths to remove the two of them from the military headquarters, and now that an examination has revealed their recovery... his expression must be priceless.

Zhang Jiang glanced at Su Huo and then at Pei Zhiyu, wondering what kind of riddles these two were playing behind his back.

What? He wants to hear it too if you tell him.

But speaking of which, why would someone with such severe mental confusion use a mecha?

Zhang Jiang sighed inwardly, wondering if their current normal appearance was just a facade. Although he was their attending physician, he didn't know much about their health and could only hope that things had truly taken a turn for the better.

...

"Major General Pei, Major General Su, it's been a long time." Commander Fan Ci of the military headquarters had been waiting at the hospital entrance for a long time.

Su Huo chuckled easily, "I never thought I'd make the Commander wait for me."

Pei Zhiyu didn't speak, but smiled and nodded as a greeting.

How are you all feeling?

"Fortunately, at least I won't die in the next few years," Su Huo joked.

Fan Ci frowned slightly, "Won't forcibly using mechs this time put even more strain on your bodies...?"

“Yes,” Pei Zhiyu replied, “but the situation is urgent. After all, we are major generals and have not been dismissed.”

Fan Ci relaxed his brow. "Let's go. I'll get a check-up with you all while I'm at it. As you get older, you have to pay attention to your health."

Fan Ci is 82 years old this year. In the past, this age would have been considered old, but now the average life expectancy is 150 years, so 82 is still considered to be in the prime of life.

Su Huo smiled and followed him into the hospital.

...

The test results came out very quickly; all the tests were completed in less than half an hour.

The test results for both of them were shocking.

It's nothing short of a miracle! The two major generals who were diagnosed with mental disorder a year ago now have normal mental health tests!

In other words, they are now completely free from the troubles of mental confusion!

But this is a mental disorder! It's practically a terminal illness!

The news spread extremely quickly, shocking everyone within the federal government.

Upon hearing the news, Fan Ci was initially incredulous. Only after repeatedly confirming that the results were correct did she begin to slowly process the fact.

Although not many people believe in gods anymore, Fan Ci couldn't help but wonder if it was divine intervention.

Otherwise, their situation simply cannot be explained by science!

Correspondingly, Su Huo and Pei Zhiyu also had a vial of blood borrowed by the research institute, as they needed to conduct in-depth research on their recovery.

...

Unlike the chaos and turmoil within the federal government, the villa in North Star was peaceful and serene.

Having slept through the morning, Huaijin felt wide awake even as it approached noon.

Ye Jiu was sleepy, but she planned to finish sorting out Huai Jin's mental energy tonight, so she kept staying awake and waiting for him to go to sleep.

Huaijin noticed that Ye Jiu was yawning repeatedly, so she paused the TV program and asked her softly, "Are you sleepy, sister? It's all my fault for getting so engrossed in watching that I forgot to check the time."

Ye Jiu stretched and said, "Ah, it's not your fault, I just didn't want to go to sleep first."

Ye Jiu leaned back on the sofa and asked casually, "Xiao Jin, what do you want to do after your leg recovers?"

Huai Jin's expression stiffened, and her voice was barely audible, "But...maybe it's going to school...I want to go to the same school as my sister."

Ye Jiu didn't hear clearly, but that didn't stop her from nodding, "It's fine."

Huaijin lowered his head and clutched his clothes. Why did this suddenly come up...? Did she dislike him? Was his sister tired of him...? It must be because he was too troublesome that his sister disliked him...

He stared at his powerless legs, biting his lower lip hard. If only it wasn't his legs that were ruined...

Thinking about it now, it seems absurd. If his leg hadn't been destroyed, he probably wouldn't have met her...

She might become someone else's older sister...

Huaijin's gaze sharpened. No, absolutely not.

Suppressing his negative emotions, he chuckled softly, "Why did you suddenly ask that, sister?"

"Oh, it's nothing, just asking casually," Ye Jiu replied dismissively.

“Speaking of which, I still remember the first time I met my sister. She comforted me and said that you could cure me…” Huai Jin moved closer to Ye Jiu and took her hand to place on her face.

Feeling the touch of skin against skin, Huaijin closed her eyes and savored it. "Sister wasn't really lying. In some ways, she really did heal me..."

Ye Jiu touched his face casually, "Really? I don't think I did anything."

"No, my sister has no idea how wonderful you are..."

She was incredibly precious; she was his hope for living all these years. He just wanted to stay by her side a little longer, much longer. He took his medication diligently and studied hard; he desperately wanted to live a little longer…

Huai Jin unconsciously tightened his grip on Ye Jiu's wrist. The thought that his sister might marry someone else after his death drove him to the brink of madness with jealousy. No one, no one!

After a long silence, Ye Jiu broke the silence, "Go to sleep early. Tomorrow should be a nice day. I'll go with you to the garden to sunbathe."

No, tomorrow is clearly going to be cloudy; he checked the weather forecast.

Huaijin stared at Ye Jiu with affection in her eyes, but it didn't matter. Her sister said it would be sunny, so tomorrow would be sunny.

"Okay, then please push me back into the house, sister."

...

After settling Huaijin in, Ye Jiu casually opened a storybook and read it to him. She rarely did this, firstly because Huaijin still needed to wear a hearing aid to listen to her read, and secondly because she always felt that reading stories before bed was not very effective in putting him to sleep.

But tonight was special, and in order to cheer her up, she did something random to distract herself.

The blanket covered half of Huaijin's face; he couldn't bear to take off his hearing aid, because if he did, he wouldn't be able to hear his sister reading stories...

Ye Jiu's voice was calm and unhurried, and the dramatic story was read out in a plain and simple way, which was really hypnotic. Even though Huai Jin didn't want to sleep, he couldn't resist the drowsiness.

After confirming that Huaijin was asleep, Ye Jiu closed the book and put it back in its original place. She then walked to the bedside, took off his hearing aid, and placed it on the bedside table.

Then comes the process of organizing one's mental energy.

The mental turmoil that has plagued Huaijin for over a decade will finally end tonight.