98: Chapter 98 Don't let yourself develop kidney deficiency and then I'll have to prescribe you tonics.

Qin Lin quickly shook his head: "No, System tasks are usually targeted at individual passengers. You and Yu Rou have a special relationship, and the System has a special mechanism, so it won't have requirements for both of you."

He almost let the secret slip.

In fact, the System's Hidden Task had indeed given him options.

But he chose to improvise. One could say he had completed the task, or that he had only completed half of it.

It all depended on how he improvised.

Han Qing breathed a sigh of relief: "At least it's not requiring you to take us both."

She paused, then suddenly grabbed Qin Lin's collar, her eyes fierce:

"Qin Lin, I'm warning you. We've already had a relationship, and I've accepted that."

"Can you not have any other ideas, do you hear me?"

Qin Lin raised his hand and swore:

"Aunt Qing, I promise you, I won't have any other ideas."

Qin Lin added in his heart: But I can't decide what others think.

Han Qing stared at him for a long time, seemingly trying to judge the truth of his words.

Finally, she released her grip.

"Good, I believe you. Remember what you said."

"If you mess around, I... I don't know what I'd do, but I would hate you for the rest of my life."

"Aunt Qing, don't worry, I won't."

He took the initiative to emphasize "I won't."

Han Qing nodded, and the atmosphere softened a bit.

She sat back in her chair, her expression returning to a doctor's professionalism.

"Qin Lin."

"Hmm?"

"With so many women, you're really having a good time."

These words came abruptly; Han Qing's tone had suddenly shifted.

Qin Lin almost choked.

He looked at Han Qing and found her smiling.

But that smile carried a hint of teasing, and also a trace of... jealousy?

"Aunt Qing, you..."

"Did I say something wrong?" Han Qing arched an eyebrow.

"Yuran is young and beautiful, Wanwan is gentle and considerate, and I... count as mature and charming?"

"There will be more in the future. Your life is more comfortable than an emperor's before the apocalypse."

Qin Lin rubbed his nose awkwardly: "It's not quite like..."

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about."

Han Qing walked over and poked his chest with her finger.

"In the apocalypse, being able to stay alive is already good enough. To have so many Female Confidantes is a testament to your ability."

"But you must remember, with great power comes great responsibility."

"These women have given their hearts and bodies to you; you must be worthy of them."

"I will be," Qin Lin said seriously.

Han Qing looked at him and suddenly laughed.

"But then again, with so many women, can you handle the workload?"

"Don't get Kidney Deficiency later, or I'll have to prescribe you Tonic Medicine."

These words made Qin Lin's old face turn red.

"Aunt Qing, you..."

"What about me? I'm a doctor. Is there a problem with caring about a patient's health?"

Han Qing said righteously: "And I'm speaking the truth. Yuran is pregnant, and Wanwan is pregnant too. They can't be too frequent for the next few months."

"All the pressure is on me. If you find another new woman, I'm afraid even your improved body won't be able to take it."

Qin Lin was left speechless by her words.

But Han Qing seemed to enjoy seeing him defeated, and her smile grew wider.

"So, Student Qin Lin."

She patted his shoulder.

"For the sake of your health, I suggest you... take it easy."

Seeing her smug look, Qin Lin suddenly had an idea.

He leaned closer to her and lowered his voice.

"Aunt Qing, are you worried about me, or are you... jealous?"

Han Qing's face turned red instantly.

"Who—who's jealous? I'm just looking at it from a doctor's perspective..."

"Would a doctor care if a patient can handle the workload?"

Qin Lin arched an eyebrow: "That seems to be outside a doctor's scope of duty, doesn't it?"

"You..." Han Qing glared at him.

Qin Lin laughed and reached out to put his arm around her waist.

"But then again, Aunt Qing, you really should be worried. After all, you've personally experienced my... strength."

The suggestion was too strong.

Han Qing's face was beet red. She wanted to push him away, but Qin Lin held her tightly.

"Let go, we're in the Medical Room!" she whispered.

"What's wrong with the Medical Room? It's not like we haven't done it in other places."

"Besides, Aunt Qing, your performance that night wasn't shy at all like this."

"Qin Lin!" Han Qing was both ashamed and furious.

But Qin Lin didn't let go; instead, he pulled her closer.

"Aunt Qing, actually, you're quite cute when you're jealous."

"Much cuter than your usual serious self."

Han Qing's struggling stopped.

She looked up at him, her gaze complex.

After a long time, she whispered: "I wasn't jealous."

"Fine, fine, you weren't jealous. It was just my wishful thinking, alright?"

Han Qing huffed but didn't struggle anymore.

The two of them just held each other like that, quiet for a while.

Han Qing pushed Qin Lin away, regaining her doctorly seriousness.

"Alright, the examination is over, you can go. Remember to change your dressing on time. Although the Frostbite is healed, you still need to be careful."

"Yes, Doctor Ma'am," Qin Lin gave a salute.

He walked to the door and glanced back.

Han Qing was organizing medical records, her profile lines soft, with a faint smile on her lips.

Qin Lin smiled too.

This mature woman had accepted everything in her own way and even started looking out for him.

In the Medical Room, Han Qing's mind was a mess.

Would she get pregnant in the future too?

With Qin Lin, this boy seventeen years younger than her?

In her eyes, Qin Lin was just a child.

To have another child with someone she saw as a child?

This...

But strangely, she didn't hate the idea.

She even... looked forward to it a little?

"Han Qing, oh Han Qing, you're really regressing as you get older," she laughed at herself mockingly.

As a mother, she did miss the days when her child was small.

Yu Rou had grown up and become independent, no longer needing her around-the-clock care.

Sometimes when she woke up in the middle of the night, she would feel a sense of emptiness.

If there were another child...

Han Qing shook her head, pushing the thought down.

She was thirty-seven years old, yet she was being made restless by a twenty-year-old young man.

But in the apocalypse, what did age matter?

To be able to live, to be loved, and to have hope was already a luxury.

She walked to the mirror and looked at herself.

At thirty-seven, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes had disappeared due to this physical improvement.

Her skin was still firm, and her figure was well-maintained.

As a doctor, she knew how to take care of herself and live healthily.

If she really got pregnant... it should be fine, right?

As soon as this thought popped up, her face turned red again.

"What are you thinking!"

She patted her face, forcing herself to calm down.

But the ripples in her heart had already spread.

In the living room, as soon as Qin Lin came out, he was pulled into Room 001 by Su Yuran.

"How was it? What did Aunt Qing say?"

Su Yuran asked, her eyes sparkling.

Qin Lin gave a rough summary of the conversation.

After hearing it, Su Yuran laughed: "It seems Aunt Qing's heart is moved. Now it's up to your performance."

"What performance?"