Chapter 45: Chapter 42: Huo Zhanting Feigns Unconsciousness

At this moment, lying ramrod straight on the ground, Huo Zhanting was also recalling the events of the past few days.

The lion’s memories flooded his mind.

It caused the initially powerful and lofty Imperial Marshal to suddenly freeze up.

At this very moment, he finally understood why, on that occasion, Su Xingye had feigned fainting after Yu Lan injected him with a soothing agent.

Right now, he really wanted to just faint.

He simply couldn’t bring himself to admit that the clingy, randomly jealous, possessive Golden Lion that wanted to monopolize Yu Lan every second of the day was his own beast form.

A beast form’s personality follows its master’s.

Everything he painstakingly suppressed in his human form, the nonchalance he forced himself to project—

—what did any of that have to do with the amnesiac Golden Lion in its beast form?

The beautiful female adored it.

Kisses, cuddles, and licks.

She even let it sleep in the same bed with her.

Huo Zhanting... Huo Zhanting discovered that even he didn’t have the fortitude to face all of this.

He squeezed his eyes shut and, just like that, feigned a dead faint.

Whether he had truly fainted or was just faking it didn’t escape the notice of Su Xingye and Shen Zueran.

Shen Zueran immediately let out a cold snort.

Su Xingye looked awkward, knowing that Huo Zhanting had probably remembered everything that just happened and couldn’t bring himself to face it. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Only Yu Lan was completely in the dark.

After a moment of bewilderment, she quickly came to her senses and wiped the corners of her eyes.

Because she had just been crying, her eyes were rimmed with red. Her skin was so delicate that even the tip of her cute, rounded nose was slightly flushed.

"Shouldn’t we send him to the hospital?"

"Why isn’t he waking up? We have to get him to a hospital, quick."

A worried expression colored Yu Lan’s features.

It was only then that she belatedly realized something.

No matter what, she had been taking care of the big lion for many days; she had grown attached to it.

Even though he had now turned into Huo Zhanting, someone she didn’t want to get close to, she couldn’t just stand by and watch him lie there like this.

The moment Huo Zhanting feigned fainting, Su Xingye had already called the hospital to inform them that Huo Zhanting had been found.

As for his specific condition, they would naturally have to take him to the hospital for a proper examination to find out.

For example, Su Xingye didn’t believe that the various antics of the Golden Lion just now were something the Huo Zhanting he knew—the brilliant and martial commander of a vast army—would be capable of.

’It was probably because he inhaled too much of the Dark Planet’s induction agent back then,’ Su Xingye guessed.

He looked at Yu Lan eagerly as he replied.

"I’ve already called for an ambulance. I’ll go with you to take the Marshal there."

With Su Xingye, who was also from the First Legion, proactively offering to help, Yu Lan felt a wave of relief.

Her reply was a soft, "Okay."

Lying forlornly on the ground and faking unconsciousness, Huo Zhanting clenched his fists tightly upon hearing this.

An unspeakable jealousy burned in his chest.

Even though he was back in his human form and his reason had regained the high ground, he thought of the past few days spent alone with Yu Lan as the amnesiac Golden Lion.

He had freely monopolized the beautiful female’s full attention with kisses and cuddles, burying his head in the soft, slender curve of her neck to soak in her sweet, rich, and warm fragrance.

Compared to his current situation...

The immense contrast...

It made the usually arrogant and sharp Imperial Marshal feel a rare sense of bitterness.

The ambulance and doctors arrived at the scene quickly.

When they heard they were coming to treat Huo Zhanting, the illustrious Imperial Marshal, the roads were immediately placed under traffic control.

In just over ten minutes, with Su Xingye’s help, he was successfully lying on a hospital bed.

An old, experienced doctor stood before the precision instruments, frowning as he looked over the readings again and again.

"This... something’s not right."

The data on the screen showed that not only was there nothing wrong with Marshal Huo, but he was also full of a rare, vigorous energy. It wouldn’t be a problem for him to go run out and box for a few hours.

’So why is he lying in a hospital bed, refusing to wake up?’

"Doctor, how is Marshal Huo’s condition right now?"

Yu Lan asked, full of worry.

The old doctor was just about to voice his confusion.

When a soft cough suddenly came from the hospital bed. The man, as handsome and sharp as a deity, opened his eyes. His voice was hoarse and magnetic:

"Lanlan, I’m fine."