Steal?

Cheng Shuili noticed his gaze.

Was there something he found inconvenient to say here?

Cheng Shuili understood.

The wolf-race doctor walked through the hospital corridor, leading Cheng Shuili and Su Rui to an office at the end of the third floor.

The door sign read: “Director of Orthopedics, Lang Yu.”

Pushing the door open, the office was much tidier than they had imagined.

Doctor Lang Yu scrambled to tidy up the medical records scattered on the table and wiped the chair with his sleeve: “King, please, have a seat.”

Cheng Shuili waved her hand: “No need to be so formal. Let’s talk business.”

Doctor Lang Yu took a deep breath, finally regaining his professional demeanor: “We have three treatment plans for penetrating wounds at our hospital.”

“The first is traditional herbal poultice. The advantage is low cost. It consumes fewer game coins. The disadvantage is a long healing cycle, taking about a month.”

“The second is an injection of our hospital’s specialty medicine. It’s a bit expensive, but it’s very effective; the wound can fully heal by the next day. However, the patient must come in person, and...” He hesitated, remembering he was speaking to the “King,” then truthfully added: “The specialty medicine isn’t actually stable; it’s basically guaranteed to have side effects.”

One is slow as molasses, and the other has side effects—is this even a real hospital?

Su Rui couldn’t help but interject: “And what about the third?”

Doctor Lang Yu’s eyes suddenly lit up: “The third method is practically a miracle!”

Cheng Shuili perked up at these words. What else could be called a miracle? The Town Central Hospital’s signature treasure?

Cheng Shuili leaned forward slightly, her fingertips tapping the tabletop: “Continue.”

Doctor Lang Yu’s tail wagged involuntarily: “The third method is the best and most effective one. That item can heal all injuries without needing any medicine, nor does it take much time! All scars will heal in an extremely short period—”

“Stop!”

Su Rui frowned and interrupted him. Seeing this guy getting more and more excited, why was he just spouting nonsense?

She asked a question Cheng Shuili also wanted to ask: “What exactly is that thing?”

Doctor Lang Yu’s ears twitched, and he lowered his voice: “It’s a strange, pure gold vial; I’m not entirely sure what it’s called. I only know it contains a constant, magical spring water, and it’s the water inside the bottle that is useful.”

Cheng Shuili and Su Rui exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion in each other’s eyes.

Cheng Shuili was puzzled as to why this was something that couldn’t be said, and why Lang Yu insisted on bringing them to the office.

As for Su Rui, she simply thought... it was impossible for such a thing to exist in this world, right? How would that be any different from having infinite life?

The two women’s gazes were unexpectedly synchronized: pure skepticism.

Lang Yu’s tail, however, wagged uncontrollably, his eyes shining with excitement: “Legend says that just one drop of the spring water can bring the dying back to life. Even more magically, as long as you apply the spring water to a wound, any injury can heal instantly!”

Su Rui frowned: “Such a magical item, and your hospital actually has it?”

“It’s right in the Director’s safe.” Lang Yu’s voice dropped even lower, “However...”

Cheng Shuili keenly caught his hesitation and frowned, pressing him: “However what?”

Lang Yu’s ears twitched uneasily: “The Director values it more than his own life and never allows anyone to touch it. Last time, an intern accidentally touched the safe and was fired on the spot.”

Su Rui couldn’t help but roll her eyes: “Then what’s the point of telling us this? Are you expecting us to steal—”

“Besides stealing...” Lang Yu hurriedly interrupted her, glanced nervously at the door, and lowered his voice: “There really is no other way.”

Cheng Shuili: “......”

After going in such a large circle, it turned out he wanted her, the “King,” to personally lead the way to steal something.

No wonder he acted like a thief, insisting on calling them into the office.

This was not the best place to conspire.

But... was there no more dignified way?

Cheng Shuili had always found it strange why this Lang Yu, despite his loyalty, possessed a hint of sanctimonious sleaziness. Now it was suddenly clear—what kind of good person could come up with a plan like this?

As for the loyalty...

It was likely the bloodline suppression of the wolf fang.

Cheng Shuili didn’t rush to respond, instead narrowing her eyes and tapping her fingertips on the table twice.

Tap, tap.

Lang Yu’s tail immediately went rigid, and his ears stood up, looking like a prisoner awaiting judgment.

Su Rui watched from the side and rolled her eyes.

This guy was acting like a professional doctor a moment ago, and now he was cowering like a scolded dog...

Although wolves and dogs were close relatives, they shouldn’t be able to change so quickly, right?

Cheng Shuili was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

At her smile, the fur on Lang Yu’s tail stood on end.

What did the King mean by this? Did she think he was too stupid, or that he was lying? Or...

“Lang Yu,” Cheng Shuili spoke slowly, “You say that medicine bottle is legendary?”

Lang Yu’s ears twitched as he nodded, his voice weak: “Yes, that’s the rumor in the hospital...”

“Then have you seen it work with your own eyes?”

“Uh...”

Lang Yu was stuck; he truly hadn’t.

Cheng Shuili narrowed her eyes and turned to look at Su Rui, who wore an “I knew it” expression, nearly writing “this crappy hospital is unreliable” on her face.

Cheng Shuili sighed and looked back at Lang Yu: “So, you haven’t seen the bottle’s actual effect, nor do you know exactly how to use it.”

Lang Yu: “......”

Lang Yu’s tail slowly dropped, his ears drooped, and the entire wolf visibly withered.

Su Rui added a cold remark from the side: “......Does your hospital also moonlight as a scam center? You don’t even know if that thing actually exists, do you?”

Lang Yu: “No! It really isn’t! That medicine bottle is absolutely real! The Director really locked it in the safe and won’t let anyone touch it! I saw it with my own eyes!”

Cheng Shuili stared at him for a few seconds, and upon confirming he was telling the truth, she suddenly stood up: “Fine, then take me to see the Director.”

Since the item truly existed, the only thing that could be untrue was the exaggerated rumors.

Pure gold, locked in a safe, and forbidden to be touched. Every aspect of it made it look like a treasure.

Regardless, the item was enough for Cheng Shuili to make this trip.

Lang Yu was stunned at these words. He had been planning to steal it quietly; why was he going to see the Director now? Not understanding was one thing, but following the “King’s” order was another.

However, he was still afraid, and mustered the courage to ask:

“Now?”

“Now.”

Cheng Shuili’s tone was calm, her gaze indifferent, which cooled down Lang Yu’s burning head.

The King must have her reasons for doing this; it was not for him to question.