Chapter 7

Yael's pupils shrank slightly.

He suddenly realized that the female insect was not trying to attack him, but was trying to grab him because she saw that he was unsteady on his feet.

This thought firmly occupied his mind, causing him to subconsciously lower his guard and vigilance, and his almost sharp mental power instantly stopped attacking.

The mental power was withdrawn too quickly, and the female insect's body, which was as tight as a rock, twitched for a moment, and then collapsed like a mountain, falling heavily to the ground.

“Hey, you…!”

Yael's expression changed slightly, and he squatted down to check on the female insect. When he stretched out his hand, he felt something unusually hot and wet.

"015!" He said coldly without even turning his head, "Turn on the light."

Pop.

The dim living room was completely illuminated, revealing the mess hidden in the darkness, and a river of blood originated from the sofa and flowed all the way to the female insect's feet.

The situation was worse than he had imagined, but the worst thing was not even the laceration of the wound, but that Yael found him with a high fever. It was obvious that the wound had become infected and inflamed, and even rotted and necrotic.

"Antipyretic drugs, where are the antipyretic drugs...Nalidine, Abel, come..."

Yael opened the box and took out several medicines with different effects. When he was about to give them to the female worm, he suddenly stopped.

"…It drives me crazy. How can I take random medicines?"

He closed his eyes tightly, forced himself to calm down, turned on his computer and sent a communication request to Hughes.

"He just woke up. He seemed to have been stimulated and turned into a half-worm. He then forced himself to stand and walk. The wounds may have been torn. He is in a high fever coma and bleeding heavily. What should we do now?"

Hughes' face appeared on the screen, but his voice was cut off before he could speak. After seeing the scene clearly, his expression became serious.

After making sure that the medicines he had bought earlier were at hand and had not been thrown away, he quickly instructed Yael to perform emergency resuscitation and inject various medicines.

After a flurry of activity, the female insect's condition was finally stabilized and it stopped bleeding and deteriorating.

Yael knelt on the ground without any image, panting rapidly, his face and hands were covered with coagulated blood, and he looked a bit wolfish, "...Is this all right?"

"Okay, please take him to wash, and be careful not to make any violent movements."

Yael frowned subconsciously.

The female insect's body was covered in blood, which was simply unbearable to look at. A thin blood scab had already solidified and adhered to the flesh and blood of the wound. Washing it would be tantamount to tearing it again, not to mention that the wound could not be easily touched by water.

"It's okay. Even if they have lost most of their self-healing abilities, female insects are very resilient. They won't get infected and die just by taking a bath. If they are not cleaned thoroughly, the harm will be greater."

After going on for some more precautions, Hughes suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, it's best not to fuck him these few days, otherwise he could easily die from internal bleeding. Just wait for three or four days for the wound to heal a little."

Yael looked up at him in shock, wondering how that word could fit with a female insect covered in blood and wounds.

A nameless anger rose from the bottom of his heart, and he said coldly, "He is not a tool for me to take home for sexual gratification!"

"No, he's already so injured...!"

The handsome male insect on the screen had a look of disbelief on his face, with vivid anger dancing in his dark eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not a beast!"

"Don't be angry, sir."

Hughes' tone softened. "It's just a routine reminder. The female insect's injury will take about a year or so to heal. Please stay put for a while. Call me if you need anything."

With a click, the call ended.

Yael felt a headache when he saw the mess on the floor, but the most urgent thing was to settle the female insect first. "015, help me move him to the bathroom."

He was answered by a flurry of crackling sounds. Yael turned around and saw that the screen of the shabby little robot butler was dim, displaying the words "Only 1% battery left, about to shut down automatically."

"… Let me charge your battery first."

Yael suppressed a sigh, pushed 015 to the corner of the living room and plugged it in.

He picked up all the medicine bottles that had rolled on the ground and stuffed them into the medicine box, hastily cleared space for walking, and then looked at the female insect on the ground.

"Oh my god, I can't hold you up."

Yael murmured, thought for a moment, and walked to the female insect's head. He put one hand under his neck, held his shoulders with the other hand, lifted him up and held him in his arms.

The female insect's body is broad and strong, but unfortunately the beauty is ruined by numerous scars. Large areas of the beautiful back muscles are almost rotten, and when you touch it, you can feel wetness, which is layers of cold sweat, blood and tissue fluid.

The overly hot temperature passed through the palms of his hands and burned all the way to the tip of his heart, bringing a strange numbness. Yael's eyelashes trembled and he forced himself to divert his attention.

He put his hands under the female insect's armpits and dragged her into the bathroom with great effort.

“…”

There was neither a bathtub nor a blanket in the bathroom, so the female insect had to lie on the cool tiles temporarily. It must have been very uncomfortable to be both cold and hot. The female insect twitched unconsciously and curled up slightly.

After the sofa, it was the second time that Yael felt the smallness of the room.

The female insect on the ground was tall and strong, with long limbs. It was estimated to be over 1.9 meters tall. Even in a curled-up position, it took up most of the space in this small bathroom, like a strong stag that he had hunted down.

Yael took the shower in his hand and turned on the hot water.

The old-fashioned water heater made a rumbling sound. While waiting for the water to heat up, 015 barely charged to 10% and ran over to carefully pry open the door frame.

"Do you need any help?"

The young man had a slender figure, standing in the small and shabby bathroom, looking out of place.

Things happened so hurriedly that he had not yet taken off his black coat to protect himself from the snow. He rolled up his sleeves to his elbows for convenience. The blue veins on the back of his pale hand were faintly visible as he tested the water temperature, making him look capable and neat.

"Go back and recharge your battery. You are not needed here." Yael said without turning his head. "Please clean up the living room after you finish charging your battery."

015 answered obediently, and the last thing he saw before closing the door was Yael holding a showerhead and soaking the female insect on the ground from head to toe.

“Wow——”

Mist rose up along with the water flow, and layers of solidified blood were washed away, melting in the hot water and flowing into the sewer.

The female insect was drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a marble statue being dusted off.

The water in the shower was turned down very low, but it was still too irritating for the wound. Yael did not dare to let the female insect's back, which was the most seriously injured, touch the water directly, so he had to continuously rinse the limbs, waist and abdomen.

The warm water slowly melted the honey-colored ice, and the extremely tense muscles gradually became soft and flexible.

The female insect's strong thighs were no longer curled up to protect her waist and abdomen, but opened up a gap like a clam spitting out sand.

Yael turned off the shower, took off his coat and hung it on the hook, rolled up his trouser legs, half-knelt down, and poured some sterile detergent into his hands.

The cool liquid flows through the palms and between the fingers, dripping onto the female insect's skin, causing a patch of tiny bumps.

He stroked the female insect's body quickly and lightly, removing the blood clots that could not be washed away from the wounds and rubbing off the remaining stains on the skin.

Cleaning the female insect was similar to holding down the puppy to give him a bath. It was just as tricky, but at least the female insect didn't struggle too hard, wagging her tail and splashing water all over him.

The fingers moved down along the tight and neat line, and the base of the thumb just caught the nipple, and then went further down... it was covered in the shadow, completely defenseless.

Yael hesitated slightly, not sure whether it would be better for him to be a ruthless cleaning machine or to avoid suspicion and just rinse casually.

“Hmm…”

He paused too long, and the temperature of the hot water had dissipated. The female insect under his hand shuddered, and a vague moan escaped from her lips, and her tightly closed eyelids trembled uneasily.

Yael quickly took the shower and wet the female insect again.

“Ahem…don’t…”

A hoarse and chaotic whisper suddenly sounded. The female insect had woken up and slowly raised one arm to block the water flow, her movements were a little panic.

"woke up?"

Yael moved the shower aside and observed him carefully, one hand already on the door handle, ready to escape at any time, "Are you awake now?"

The female insect did not move or speak anymore. Her wet white hair covered her face. She panted with her lowered forehead against the bathroom floor. Her strong, bulging back muscles rose and fell like a silent, breathing mountain.

…This isn’t right.

Everything was wrong.

Xi Ze gasped for breath and used all his strength to control his shaking body.

He was aware that he was lying on the floor, his body pressed against the hard, slippery tiles, but he did not feel cold.

When he just woke up, he thought that another bucket of icy water was poured on him, but before he could tense himself, his body was ironed to make him feel comfortable and relaxed.

The next second, the gentle water flow was moved away, and a pleasant sound was heard -

"How are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"

The completely unfamiliar but harmless inquiries did not belong to any insect race in his memory. The situation before him also confused him, but he felt safe and comfortable for the first time in a long time.

The memory was a mess, but the scene before my eyes was enough to guess——

He was picked up and taken home by the insect tribe in front of him.

Who is he? Who made him do this? What is his purpose? What does he want to gain from him? ... Countless questions piled up in my mind, entangled into a confused and chaotic paste.

Xi Ze's head was splitting with pain, and he shook his head slowly.

He raised his head slightly, his vision was hazy and dim, he could not see any specific image, he could only judge by the sound that the insect in front of him was approaching, and then he squatted down.

"The doctor said you have an eye infection. Can you still see?"

A finger touched the end of the eye and rubbed it lightly, as if touching some precious porcelain.

Xi Ze shrank subconsciously and moved his extremely fragile eyeballs away from the unknown blade.

The insect in front of him didn't pay attention to his actions, and whispered to himself, "Both eyes are blind? Then I'll ask Hughes what to do..."

The bone-shaking pain came one after another. Caesar gritted his teeth and endured it, but he heard a question, "What's your name?"

An extremely strong sense of familiarity suddenly came over me, as if on an extremely cold and painful snowy night, the dry and warm palms were burning the frozen flesh, and a voice suddenly rang out.

It was also a question, but he didn't expect an answer. He was calm and tolerant, and with a vigorous and powerful life force, he pulled him out of that deadly place.

——"Do you still want to live?"

…

Yael sighed silently.

The female insect in front of him remained silent throughout. She no longer lost control like before, but was also full of vigilance and resistance, as if she was curled up in a thick shell, passively and numbly resisting the possible harm.

This is what happened to the stray animals I rescued when I participated in volunteer activities at the Animal Protection Association in my previous life.

They either struggle desperately and bite every hand that reaches out to them, or hide in a corner in fear, or suffer severe psychological trauma and gradually starve to death. After all, only a few people are completely cured.

It requires basic satiety, careful and appropriate care, a lot of patience and respect and love, and a lot of time.

Yael placed the showerhead in the female insect's palm. "Although it's inconvenient for you to not be able to see, you may still want to wash yourself. You...be careful. Call me if anything happens."

The shower fell to the ground with a "bang", causing waves of shocking water.

The hand, covered with scars and wounds, tightly grasped the thin wrist in front of him.

Like a tentacle sticking out of a snail shell, desperately clinging to the last rice stalk—

The female has a hoarse voice.

"Xize... My name is Xize."

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