Conquest of Taboo and Debauchery

Though Ye Fei wasn't fully confident in the results, Miao Xin couldn't help feeling astonished. Li Yun's condition was severe, and even her mentor, Dongfang Ruolan, had struggled to find a solution before starting her research into the TongJin Pill.

Hearing Ye Fei's assertion that he might be able to help left her intrigued. The possibility that he was lying didn't cross her mind; having grown up in a military environment among straightforward people, she assumed no one would joke about such a serious matter.

When the three entered the ward, Li Yun was still asleep. Zhang Qiang considered waking him, but Ye Fei stopped him. Though he believed the recovery pill would help, hearing about Dongfang Ruolan's efforts made him reluctant to use his device on Li Yun. He chose to let him rest instead.

As Ye Fei gazed at Li Yun, whose once robust frame was now frail, a sense of guilt filled him, and he resolved to repay him one day. He knew, though, that a man as dedicated to the special forces as Li Yun probably wanted no thanks—so he decided to look after Li Yun's family whenever he could.

Close to noon, Li Yun finally stirred. Seeing him awaken, Ye Fei greeted him immediately. "Uncle Li, you're awake!"

Li Yun smiled faintly. "Xiaoman, you're here. Old Zhang and the others told me everything yesterday." His expression grew serious. "Thank you. Without you and Captain Liu, we wouldn't have made it back."

Ye Fei was moved by Li Yun's words. Li Yun had risked his own safety to protect Ye Fei without seeking praise, but now he was thanking him instead. This sense of camaraderie stirred Ye Fei deeply.

"Uncle Li, there's no need to thank me," Ye Fei replied, genuinely touched. "I'm part of the team, too. If anyone should be grateful, it's me."

Zhang Qiang interrupted with a laugh, "Enough with the gratitude speeches. Old Li, you saved Xiaoman out of comradeship, and he eliminated the enemy out of that same bond. Enough with the thanks; that's what we're all here for!"

Ye Fei and Li Yun exchanged slightly embarrassed smiles, realizing Zhang Qiang had a point. Ye Fei, in his first field operation, was naturally moved by such an experience, while Li Yun, sensing this, wanted to ease any burden he might carry.

Ye Fei reached into his coat pocket, pulling out a small vial of recovery pills from his inventory. "Uncle Li, I stumbled upon this medicine. It's said to restore the body's strength. Let's try one and see if it helps."

Seeing the small, round pill in Ye Fei's hand, Miao Xin's eyes lit up. Quickly, she poured Li Yun a cup of water, took the vial, and carefully handed him a pill. Li Yun swallowed it, and in less than a minute, his pallor faded as a healthy flush returned to his cheeks. The once-diminished muscle tone in his arms visibly regained fullness, leaving Zhang Qiang and Miao Xin speechless with amazement. Li Yun, unable to feel his body yet, saw their expressions and sensed the positive change, lifting his spirits.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Knowing what to expect, Ye Fei wasn't surprised. "Uncle Li, try moving. Do you feel any difference?"

Li Yun attempted to move but shook his head. "No, it's the same as before. I still can't feel anything."

Ye Fei frowned, puzzled. The pill's effects were obvious from Li Yun's appearance, yet it hadn't restored his mobility. Wondering if it required multiple doses, he suggested, "Why don't we try a few more?"

Miao Xin, who had regained her composure, suddenly interrupted. "Before that, could you explain exactly how this pill works?"

Ye Fei nodded and recited the description of the recovery pill from memory. His explanation once again surprised Li Yun, Zhang Qiang, and especially Miao Xin.

Although Miao Xin initially considered asking for a sample to study, she quickly realized the pills' critical value in the hands of special forces members who often faced life-or-death situations. Recognizing the pill's potential as a lifesaving tool, she chose not to pursue research that might waste its effectiveness.

Li Yun sighed, "This is an incredible thing, but let's not waste it on me."

Ye Fei responded earnestly, "Uncle Li, there's no waste if it helps you. I have plenty of these, so don't worry." He took out several more vials filled with pills but refrained from mentioning that he could create more anytime. He trusted them, but it seemed wise to keep his capabilities under wraps to avoid complications.

Miao Xin, however, dampened his optimism. "Even with more pills, I don't think they'll help Uncle Li. While these pills restore injuries and wear, they can't reconnect his nerves. The damaged nerve ends have already healed independently, meaning the pill can't fuse them back together."

Ye Fei's heart sank. "So, if we'd had it right when he was injured, it would have worked, but now it's too late?"

Miao Xin nodded, disappointed. "Yes. Initially, we gave him a new drug my godmother developed to accelerate wound healing, hoping to ease his suffering. We never expected it would prevent other treatments."

Ye Fei, Zhang Qiang, and Li Yun exchanged wry smiles, knowing Dongfang Ruolan and Miao Xin had acted with the best intentions. Miao Xin, still feeling responsible, lowered her gaze until they were interrupted by the sound of the door opening. Ye Fei turned to see a young girl enter—a school uniform-clad girl of about his age. Petite, with a pale face and red-rimmed eyes, she was nevertheless breathtakingly beautiful, even more so than Miao Xin.

"Sister Miao Xin," she greeted, forcing a small smile before addressing Zhang Qiang. "Uncle Zhang, you're here to see my father again?"

Ye Fei quickly realized this was Li Yun's daughter, Li Xiaoyan. Li Yun had often boasted about her beauty, but now, seeing her in person, Ye Fei understood he hadn't exaggerated. Her pale face and swollen eyes hinted at the toll her father's condition had taken on her, deepening Ye Fei's resolve to look after her and her family.

"Yes," Zhang Qiang smiled, gesturing to Ye Fei. "Let me introduce you. This is Xiaoman, Ye Fei, the one your father and I talk about so often."

"Ye Fei?" Li Xiaoyan echoed, her expression suddenly darkening. Her gaze hardened as she said coldly, "Get out. You're not welcome here."

Ye Fei, initially thinking he'd have a chance to make her acquaintance, was taken aback by her hostility and could only chuckle bitterly.

Seeing him laugh, Li Xiaoyan's anger flared. Ignoring Zhang Qiang's and her father's attempts to calm her, she raised her voice. "Get out!"

Recognizing her anger and the situation, Ye Fei sighed, turned, and left the room. He realized that staying would only deepen her resentment, making it harder to resolve any misunderstandings between them.

In the corridor, Zhang Qiang and Miao Xin joined him. Zhang Qiang offered him a sympathetic pat on the shoulder, saying, "Don't blame Xiaoyan. She's just upset about her dad."

"I understand," Ye Fei replied. He could empathize with her pain; he had been just as angry when Li Yun was first injured.

With Liu Junyi still away, the special forces operations fell under the supervision of Zhang Qiang and two other captains, so Ye Fei couldn't linger at the hospital. Miao Xin, planning to join Dongfang Ruolan for lunch, invited Ye Fei to join, but he chose to stay nearby to better understand Li Yun's condition and work toward gaining Li Xiaoyan's trust.

After Ye Fei left, Li Xiaoyan sat by her father's bedside, her expression stubborn. Li Yun, glancing at his daughter, sighed. "Xiaoyan, how could you speak to him like that? Xiaoman is my comrade."

Her father's words only heightened her anger, and she replied, "So?"

Seeing her lack of understanding, Li Yun's patience wore thin. "Do you even know what it means to be comrades? It means trusting each other with your life on the battlefield. I was only injured covering him, and others before me have sacrificed themselves to protect me. Do you think their children blame me?"

A twinge of guilt crossed Li Xiaoyan's face. Her anger, she explained, didn't stem from her father's injury but from what she saw as Ye Fei's casual attitude. "It's not because of your injury, Dad. He only came to see you today! All the others were here yesterday. Does he think just because he's the captain's nephew, he can take everyone's loyalty for granted?"

Realizing he'd misunderstood her, Li Yun shook his head, explaining, "Xiaoman isn't like that. If he delayed, I'm sure he had a good reason."

"Hmph!" Xiaoyan turned away, still fuming, while Li Yun could only smile wryly.

Ye Fei, who had overheard the conversation from the hallway, realized he needed to clear the air. He knocked gently, entered, and approached Li Yun's bedside.

"Uncle Li, I should be going. I'll come back this afternoon," Ye Fei said, bowing slightly.

Li Yun returned his smile and said, "There's no need. If you have other things to take care of, do them. I'm doing just fine."

Ye Fei's expression softened. "Uncle Li, nothing is more important than your recovery. You were injured because of me. I should have come as soon as I returned yesterday, but I was gathering something I thought might help you heal faster." Ye Fei's face was solemn enough to tell a lie; he couldn't tell Li Yun that it was because he was a big fan of sex and didn't care about him because he was in a hurry to go back to see those beloved women.