Chapter 103 Chapter 103

Ruan Shiqing leaned on him lightly.

The young man sat with his knees bent, holding a book in his hands, his hair swaying gently in the wind from the window, looking relaxed and at ease.

The only one who was nervous from beginning to end was Rong Heng.

The heat spread from the place where they were touching, and in a moment, sweat appeared on Rong Heng's paw pads. He moved his paws uncomfortably and tilted his head towards Ruan Shiqing, not daring to move his body for fear of disturbing him from reading.

The dark golden eyes stared without blinking, greedily moving from the young man's face down to his bare feet.

Since he didn't have to go out, Ruan Shiqing wore a light cotton home clothes today. Perhaps because he had grown taller, his grey pants were a little short, revealing a small part of his calves and delicate ankles.

It was a pair of very delicate feet, with skin like fine porcelain, radiant with a delicate sheen, straight and slender calf bones extending downward, forming a beautiful arc at the instep, with slightly convex ankle bones on both sides, and clear texture of tendons and bones on the instep, and even blue blood vessels visible. Further forward, the toes were a smooth nude pink, and the nails were neatly trimmed.

The protruding Adam's apple kept rolling, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stared at the pair of slender white legs and delicate feet, his mouth dry and he wanted to lick them.

But I dare not.

Suppressing the restlessness rising from deep within his body, Rong Heng swung his tail restlessly, his heart eager to make some moves.

Seeing the young man lowering his eyes and reading a book seriously, he didn't seem to notice his abnormality. He swallowed again, and bravely used his thick and fluffy tail to hook the other's ankle.

Rong Heng half-closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, but he was actually staring at Ruan Shiqing out of the corner of his eye.

First, the tip of his tail accidentally touched the other person's instep and rubbed it gently. After realizing that the other person did not mind, he became bolder and curled the tip of his tail into a circle, gently wrapping around the other person's ankle.

The young man's ankle was very thin, and it was easily encircled. Staring at the thin white ankle, Rong Heng's heartbeat began to beat uncontrollably again, and the desire in his heart became deeper. The tip of his tail began to get more and more aggressive, moving up along the ankle and circling his straight calf.

Just when he was about to succeed, the young man who was concentrating on reading suddenly moved. He seemed to be tired of sitting, so he changed his posture and just stepped on the restless tail tip under his feet.

It seemed to feel very comfortable, and the porcelain-white foot even rubbed it lightly.

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes and eyebrows.

Rong Heng's mind exploded instantly, and an indescribable feeling climbed up along the tip of his tail that was stepped on, making him even more restless. In order to suppress the surging emotions, his body even trembled slightly. He felt like an overloaded engine that would explode in the next second.

Fortunately, the young man adjusted his posture after a while.

Rong Heng quickly pulled back his tail, patted it hard on the carpet to dispel the unbearable feeling, and then hid the tail tightly under his belly.

Ruan Shiqing turned a page and raised the corners of his lips.

Old Bart's operation lasted eighty-nine hours.

Garland, along with three assistants, worked tirelessly for several days and nights and finally completed the mechanized transformation.

On the vital signs monitor, the curve is steady and strong.

Old Bart was lying on the hospital bed, with only a sterile cloth covering his abdomen. Three-quarters of his naked body was covered by silvery-white metal, and the remaining quarter was old, loose, and spotted skin.

Queen Seya had been waiting anxiously outside the operating room for several hours. When she saw the assistant pushing the bed out, she anxiously went forward and asked, "How is my father?"

Garland exchanged a glance with Si Yan who was standing behind her and lowered her eyes: "The operation was very successful. He will wake up in an hour. His new body is full of strength. He may need about a month to adapt and get used to it."

Seya heaved a sigh of relief when she heard that. After thanking him, she hurried to the ward with her maid.

In front of the operating room, only Garland and Si Yan were left.

Garland put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, raised his eyes and looked at him, his jaw slightly tightened: "Your Majesty, you can tell me now, what do you know?"

Si Yan did not break his promise and passed him a document: "Everything you want to know is in here."

After that, without waiting for him to finish, she went to the operating room slowly.

Garland clicked on the document and first saw Hector's photo. The small words below the photo detailed the incident in which Hector was attacked, as well as... his current coordinates.

Although he had guessed it when Si Yan hinted at it intentionally or unintentionally, he couldn't help but tear up when he really confirmed that the other party was not dead.

Looking away, he tilted his head back and pinched the bridge of his nose to push back the scorching heat and calm his ecstatic mood.

After several minutes, he managed to calm down, dragged the document, and continued reading.

Then I saw the photo of the black dragon cub. It listed in detail the time when the cub was born and the condition when it was picked up.

Garland stared at it carefully with his eyes wide open, his heart filled with ecstasy.

He bit his fingers hard to keep himself calm and not lose his composure.

Hector was not dead. The baby dragon that was so close to his eyes was hatched from the dragon egg he lost.

The heavy shadow that had shrouded his heart for many years finally dissipated. Garland cried and laughed, and he wanted to rush to the hotel immediately to take a good look at the cute baby dragon.

By the time Si Yan brought the empress out of the ward, he had already calmed down.

Si Yan supported the empress, whose belly was becoming more and more prominent, and smiled at him: "The operation went better than I expected. I hope we can have the opportunity to cooperate again in the future."

Garland looked at Si Yan, stared at him for a moment, and nodded slightly.

Although Hector did not die, the mermaids had made plans ahead of him, so he and Si Yan still had a common enemy.

"The remaining postoperative care can be handled by the assistant. I have some personal matters to attend to, so I'll leave first." After saying goodbye to the two people, he left in a hurry.

Seya looked at his opponent's eager back, raised her head to look at Si Yan, and asked with a little doubt: "What kind of cooperation does your majesty have with Dr. Hawthorne?"

Si Yan lowered his eyes and looked at her: "Hawthorne is not from the laboratory. He is a professor I invited specially for my father's illness."

Hearing this, Seya's frown relaxed and she smiled cheerfully: "Dad will be very happy if he knows."

"Yeah," Si Yan's smile remained unchanged.

He didn't know whether Old Bart was happy or not, but now, he was happy.

Garland's surgery was even more perfect than he had expected.

On the third day after the exchange meeting, Ruan Shiqing went to visit Professor Clay.

Professor Clay is a nearly 200-year-old Maibis man. He is a bit serious and old-fashioned, but he is knowledgeable and treats Ruan Shiqing with the same enthusiasm and tolerance as he would treat a younger generation.

Ruan Shiqing and the other party talked about the current antimatter energy and the possible appearance of exoskeleton mecha in the future, and benefited a lot from it.

He stayed in Professor Clay's laboratory for the entire day and reluctantly left at around ten o'clock in the evening.

Before leaving, Professor Clay gave him copies of some of his abandoned manuscripts: "These are the ones I drew when I was free, and they were eventually discarded for various reasons. But showing them to you young people may help broaden your thinking."

He knew very well what a master mechanic's manuscript meant, even if it was just a discarded manuscript.

Ruan Shiqing took it with both surprise and joy, and thanked him solemnly.

Professor Clay patted him on the shoulder and smiled brightly: "There is one more thing I have to remind you. Although your hacking skills are very good, since you have the ability, you might as well take the test yourself. Although I am the only one who noticed it at the moment, there is no guarantee that others will not notice it in the future."

The old man didn't explain it too clearly, but just winked at him meaningfully.

Ruan Shiqing was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red.

Professor Clay is the former president of the Mechanical Association. He never expected that the other party would find out the highest-authority account that Noah had created for him.

He was not enthusiastic about this level recognition. He created the account just for the data in the Metis database. After coming to Sikkim, he hardly used it. So he didn't care.

But I didn't expect it to be revealed at this time.

He looked embarrassed: "I will resubmit the application as soon as possible."

Dai Si stared blankly, seemingly not understanding: "What are you talking about?"

Professor Clay, on the other hand, didn't seem to care. He waved his hands and laughed, "Don't be so nervous. It's a good thing for young people to have abilities. But I will notify the Information Security Department to fix this loophole."

Ruan Shiqing thanked the other party again, ignored Dai Si's call, and ran away with big strides.

My face was still burning even after I got on the landspeeder.

Ruan Shiqing let out a long breath. As expected, he would have to pay for his misdeeds.

He checked his calendar, made a note, and prepared to submit an application for name change and re-certification of grade to the Machinists Association as soon as possible.

Rong Heng, who was lying on the back seat, watched him get on the landspeeder. He rubbed his face, took deep breaths, and his face was red.

He narrowed his eyes, secretly alert in his heart: "Didn't you meet Professor Clay today?"

If he remembered correctly, Clay should be a two-hundred-year-old man.

Why is Ruan Shiqing blushing? ! !

The sudden voice startled Ruan Shiqing. He turned around and found Rong Heng sitting in the back row. "When did you come?"

He was clearly alone when he went out.

"I saw that you hadn't come back yet, so I came to check on you out of concern." Rong Heng explained, and then asked persistently, "Did you meet anyone else today?"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince felt a strong sense of crisis.

Ruan Shiqing didn't blush at this moment. He noticed the other party's clenched jaw and said with a smile: "Are you concerned about whether I have met other people?"

This is a difficult question to answer.

Rong Heng pursed his lips and thought seriously for a moment before he found a justifiable excuse for himself: "Xijin is not safe now."

So he has the obligation to keep a close eye on the person and try to avoid him interacting with strangers, especially those who are young and handsome.

His expression was serious.

Ruan Shiqing stared at him for a moment, and under his nervous gaze, he slowly said, "I didn't see anyone else."

The Crown Prince's clenched jaw finally relaxed a little.

But then he showed a puzzled expression again. Why was he blushing just now?

But this time, no matter how he tried, Ruan Shiqing refused to answer.