Tomorrow's Ark, the Battle of the Sick

"But even if you wanted to do this, with Lapland watching you at the time, it stands to reason that you should have no chance—"

The king of propulsion didn't finish speaking, because she remembered that the ghost shark had asked Lapland to help her get the ingredients in the middle of cooking, so that Lapland's eyes briefly left her for a few seconds.

What was originally an ordinary morning has become confusing due to the actions of the ghost shark. Today's events are even worse than the integration movement.

Ghost Shark lowered her eyes, ready to accept criticism and anger from everyone, although she had already made up her mind.

But what she was waiting for didn't happen.

When she raised her pretty face, she saw the King of Propulsion walked to the doctor's bed and sat down, gestured with Platinum's eyes, and then gently stroked the doctor's slightly rough but very warm palm, and saw that the doctor's breathing was quite even, and he was still in a deep sleep state.

At this moment, Laplande also came to the doctor's side, sizing him up silently, his tail wagging slightly, like a puppy who is helpless with toys.

The atmosphere in the room fell into a very subtle silence.

"You guys, is this—?"

The Ghostshark looked at them in astonishment, when the King of Push turned to look at her, and pressed a finger lightly to his soft lips.

Perhaps it was the illusion of the ghost shark, she noticed that the original calm breathing of the king of propulsion had become a little short, and Platinum winked at the ghost shark with a mysterious expression, while gently stroking the back of the doctor's hand.

Although this approach was not what the operators thought, and would even cause opposition from the club alliance, it was a rare opportunity for the four accompanying the doctor.

Suppose there is a favorite doll in a girl's room, although it is not hers, but the doll is there.

As long as you reach out, you can get it, and no one knows it. No girl can bear such a temptation.

Just like the operators in the room at this time.

"Let the doctor rest for now, after all, he seemed to stay up late last night."

There was no trace of sophistry in the words of the king of advancement, it was very natural, Laplande nodded silently, staring at the man on the bed fascinated.

"Hehe, let me see your peaceful appearance again, sleep peacefully, Doctor~."

Platinum took the doctor's hand and gently rubbed her soft cheek, then looked down at the ghost shark.

"Now that you've given the Doctor a break, is there anything you'd like to do, Ghost Shark?"

The girls present began to pay attention to this obviously pre-arranged basement.

This unused basement is luxuriously furnished.

For example, the luxurious big bed that the doctor is lying on can accommodate at least five people.

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Chapter 23 The Smiling Angel

When the doctor woke up, he saw a pair of beautiful scarlet eyes staring at him.

The doctor felt that his chest was pressed down by some kind of heavy mass, and he could smell the faint fragrance that was close at hand, and he could see the light gray slightly curly short hair.

When the consciousness gradually recovered, the ghost shark was kneeling on him with his hands on the pillow.

"Ghost shark?"

"—Doctor, you finally woke up, that's great~."

The expression on Ghost Shark's pretty face went through complicated changes in an instant, from shock, regret, and back to normal, so fast that even the doctor himself thought he had misread it.

After confirming again at close range, the ghost shark finally got off the doctor with confidence.

It seems that he should be checking his body just now.

"Lapland you—what happened?"

Although the doctor did have some bad thoughts about the ghost shark's movements for a moment, but seeing the reassuring expression on the ghost shark's face and the other three people around the bed, he finally felt a little relieved.

"This, um—" Laplande's eyes wandered, "The King of Propulsion will explain it to the doctor himself."

"I'm sorry, Doctor." The King of Propulsion took over the conversation with a blank expression, "Due to my negligence when cooking, I added a little more food and accidentally made you fall into a coma. I'm very sorry."

The Doctor was relieved by the King of Propulsion's answer, although he was a little dumbfounded.

The doctor sat up and leaned against the bed, dispelling the remaining dizziness in his mind, and making himself a little more awake.

Then he looked at the King of Push who bowed his head in apology beside the bed, and stroked her hair with a wry smile.

"Although your dish looks a little regretful, it actually tastes much better than I imagined." The doctor recalled the red magma-like dish of the King of Propulsion, and nodded without hesitation. "In the future, if I can use less vinegar and the dangerous seasoning you just mentioned, I'll try it again."

"Thank you for your forgiveness, Doctor."

The king of advancement slowly raised his head, barely maintaining the calmness on his pretty face, and the emotion in his beautiful eyes became deeper and deeper.

"Platinum, how long have I been asleep?"

The doctor looked at the snow-white figure holding his hand by the bed, who glanced at the clock and forced a smile.

"The doctor's physical fitness is better than we imagined, and he only slept for about 15 minutes."

Only 'slept' for 15 minutes?

The doctor was thinking about Platinum's slightly contrary words in his heart, and inadvertently glanced at Laplande.