Chapter 46
Feng Ran didn't cry and beg him pitifully as she usually did. Instead, she used the same provocative, almost joking tone she used when she used to oppose him. It was light and unpredictable, but like a sharp thorn, it pierced through all of Shen Shiqian's defenses, leaving a wound that was difficult to heal.
He couldn't figure out the true meaning of those words at all; he only felt that Feng Ran had gone even crazier.
Looking at Shen Shiqian's bewildered and sad expression, Feng Ran felt a subtle sense of exhilaration and pleasure, but he remained silent, hesitant and worried. Feng Ran, enduring extreme pain and almost unable to move, began to feel that it was not worth it.
What did she mean by what she did? He must think he was crazy.
Why are you just watching? Don't you have anything to say to me?
The bleeding from her ear wasn't actually that much, but she really couldn't hear. Feng Ran wasn't exactly disappointed by Shen Shiqian's reaction, but she felt a little depressed. Shouldn't she be longing to get better and leave Shen Shiqian to live a free and happy life? How did she end up like this again?
She stopped looking at Shen Shiqian, used a tissue on the table to wipe away the bloodstains, and then, supporting herself on the armrest of the sofa, stood up shakily.
She felt dizzy, weak, in pain, and very uncomfortable, but Feng Ran wanted to leave. She had only taken one step when she lost her balance and was picked up horizontally.
She instinctively grabbed Shen Shiqian to keep from falling, and looked up at him strangely.
Shen Shiqian still looked pained and struggling. He tucked the hair that was sticking up on Feng Ran's face behind his ear. Feng Ran tried to dodge but failed. His breath fell, leaving a soft and wet touch on Feng Ran's earlobe, a fleeting kiss.
She watched as Shen Shiqian's mouth opened and closed, and slowly said, word by word, "Feng Ran, I will save you, I definitely will."
Something exploded in Feng Ran's mind in that instant. Her emotions seemed to completely spiral out of control, leaving her speechless and unable to connect any feelings of joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness.
"You're lying."
The phantom pain all over his body seemed to have worsened. Feng Ran clung tightly to Shen Shiqian as if grasping at a lifeline, trembling with pain, curling up in his arms, intimately pressed together in a small ball.
"But I should still have time. I can fool you one more time, and then I'll get my revenge later."
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She didn't know how many times she had woken up in the hospital. She felt a sense of disorientation, as if she had become Feng Linye. It would have been better if it weren't Shen Shiqian and Xisen who were anxiously watching over him at his bedside.
Xisen used a portable tablet to write and communicate with her: [What is the cause of your neurological hearing loss?]
"I was injured when I was eight years old because of an overcurrent when wearing a connector."
[So, what do you usually do...]
Feng Ran interrupted him: "Doctor, have you figured out the ingredients of the medicine I gave you last time?"
Laboratory analysis is not omnipotent. Even if it can determine the components of a drug, it cannot guarantee that these components are the raw materials used in the drug formulation. This is because many components are similar synthetic products generated by chemical reactions. Without more data to verify, the prescription that can be analyzed may have a completely different effect than that of Fengran.
Seeing the troubled look on his face, Feng Ran smiled gently and said, "I'll give you the prescription. How about you make one for me now?"
[Your condition is currently stable and you do not need medication. You should not take any medication without consulting a doctor.]
"You know what? The medications I make usually have some special effects. Ordinary blockers might help me control my emotions, but I need some other ingredients to help relieve the pain from complications."
She pointed to her head, her reaction so calm that it was nothing like that of a patient who had just lost her hearing: "In the marginal region of the hippocampus, there is a very small curved temporal lobe. With the current level of medical technology, it is probably difficult to observe its exact location and function. However, I call it the 'territory,' which is the central part of the brain that can generate mental power."
"But this is only a broad definition of mental power that distinguishes individual differences. It exists in accordance with genes and complements pheromones. Another kind of mental power that awakens at the S level and above is a capability mapping based on the use of territory. Actually, I don't understand too many complex theoretical concepts, but as part of the human body, this place will also react to specific drug components."
Xisen stood there stunned, feeling that everything she said was a fallacy. It was a consensus that mental strength was innate and determined by genes. It was tied to pheromones, and the deviation of pheromones would increase with age. Mental strength also had a certain room for improvement, but this room was limited to the area defined by the level. Only a very small number of individuals could achieve a physical breakthrough during the growth process.
On the surface, it seems to be determined by pheromones and physical constitution, so gender level is assessed by a combination of these two factors. However, in a more rigorous case, mental strength determines the pheromone level before genes. Even if it can increase, it will not exceed the limit set by the level. Moreover, a lower level means weaker pheromone ability, and the probability and efficiency of growth are not as good as those of a higher level.
Now Feng Ran tells him that mental strength is not determined by genes, but by a tiny, insignificant central system in the brain. This is tantamount to shattering the centuries-old belief and conviction in the gene pheromone hierarchy. Compared to the almost impossible task of studying the coding of millions or hundreds of millions of genes, regulating the central system through drug reflexes sounds simple, direct, and feasible.
Physical enhancement potions were developed long ago, but imperial regulations only allowed the research and circulation of low-grade potions, because the human body's mental strength is limited and high-grade potions can easily cause adverse effects and physical exhaustion. Low-grade potions were reformulated and became the time-limited stimulants that are popular on the market today.
If what Fengran said is proven true, then the barriers of gender hierarchy will be broken down, and the system created by hierarchy will be overthrown. This may be a great scientific discovery, but it may also be a catastrophic destruction.
Feng Ran: "But you don't need to be so afraid. I am the only experimental recipient of this drug. Maybe my conclusions are not rigorous. It is possible that it will have an effect on a specific individual. After all, my drug resistance is still very strong."
After saying a string of words, Feng Ran felt a little thirsty. As for the purpose of telling Xisen these words, she did not expect him to actually obediently follow the formula to prepare the medicine for her. After all, the medicine currently only had the effect of expanding territory, and what she wanted was to replenish her excessively depleted mental energy. She was just throwing a bomb to disturb Xisen in the hope that he would not bother her for the time being.
After all, overthrowing a hierarchical system is a major undertaking. As the heir of a prestigious family, he needs to carefully consider whether to publish or report his findings. Those who have benefited from the hierarchical system will not accept it easily; instead, they will try to keep the discovery secret. The elite will become even more elite, and the gap between people will widen. If the world really becomes like that, it would be quite interesting.
Feng Ran tapped on the bedside railing, then looked gently at Shen Shiqian, who was also frowning and deep in thought. His smile held a hint of schadenfreude, making him look particularly wicked: "Sir, I'd like some water."
Shen Shiqian fetched water for her. Feng Ran's left ear was bleeding because her eardrum had suddenly ruptured, but fortunately it was just a small cut that could heal on its own after treatment. However, the reason for her deafness was nerve damage. Even if her eardrum recovered, she would probably have to maintain the status quo because it is extremely difficult to cure nerve damage, at least at this stage.
In his previous life, His Majesty Jeno also died from sudden nerve damage. At that time, although there was a possibility of a cure, that possibility came from the high-tech medical assistant they had seized from Fengran's starship. However, it could not be used because the program was locked and necrotic. So, somewhat absurdly, His Majesty Jeno's death was also blamed on Fengran.
Feng Ran was drinking water quietly and obediently when she looked up and noticed Shen Shiqian's gaze, which stung her instantly.
"Are you pitying me?"
She stared at Shen Shiqian in disbelief, then suddenly threw the cup in her hand away, splashing the unfinished water onto the floor. Feng Ran grabbed his arm, pulled her close, and demanded, "What are you doing?"
"What right do you have! Shouldn't you know best yourself? Do I need to remind you what you've done? How can a person be so hypocritical..."
"Ranran, I didn't, don't get agitated..."
Feng Ran looked somewhat dazed. She let go of his hand. If she could, she really wanted to strangle Shen Shiqian. She wrapped her arms around Shen Shiqian's neck intimately and whispered in his ear:
"After all, I am a monster. Since you failed to kill me, you should be prepared for me to drag all of you into hell."
Feng Ran's emotions were unstable, appearing extreme and radical. Her arms around Shen Shiqian's neck were getting tired, so she affectionately pressed her face against his. Tears streamed down her face onto Shen Shiqian's, cold and wet. She seemed to be both dependent and pleading: "Sir, can you hug me? How can I become the Ranran you like? Can you teach me?"
"You can't save me, are you? You're going to lie to me again, aren't you?"
Feng Ran didn't care what others thought of her or how they viewed her. In her previous life, she was chased and attacked by the empire for her entire life. So what if she really did a lot of evil? So what if it was all a misunderstanding? She had already accepted it. If the world abandoned her, then she would just abandon the world in return. Why should Shen Shiqian pretend to know all the inside stories and pity her from a high and mighty position?
What could he possibly know? He himself was the most despicable lackey of the imperial family, naively believing himself to be some kind of hero who could save the world, when in reality he wouldn't even know when the Carlos family grew tired of him and castrated him. The executioner showing pity for his condemned—what a cruel irony.
Anger, sadness, grievance, and resentment mingled together, plunging Feng Ran's finally recovered mental state into confusion once again.
What exactly is she doing, and why is she going through all this?
Feng Ran released Shen Shiqian again, and under the cover of the quilt, took out a new potion from the button in her space. Xisen was completely dumbfounded. Even if he was in cahoots with Shen Shiqian, he might not necessarily help her. Fortunately, she had plenty of strength and means.
Only after drinking it all in one gulp did the excruciating pain, which felt like it was burning through his brain, begin to subside. The impact of his emotional breakdown was actually secondary to Feng Ran. After all, anyone would go crazy if they had to endure the pain of nerve inflammation and compression every day.
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