Debilitation

"Why is it you today? Where's the other one?"

After returning to the office and sitting down, Ye Shuang immediately asked An Shiyu beside him.

"Hmm?" An Shiyu, who was playing a game with a controller, seemed a bit surprised. "Uncle, your ability to tell us apart is unexpectedly strong. Do you have some incredible superpower or something?"

"No superpowers. But if it's just about telling you two apart, it's practically the same difference." Ye Shuang didn't even need to use his system to distinguish them anymore; he could almost tell just by looking.

Of course, it wasn't by the "slime," since it was winter now, and An Shiyu wouldn't be dressed particularly lightly.

It's just that the two girls gave off different feelings. It was like a sixth sense.

"And why are you wearing that?"

Ye Shuang pointed at the white cat ears on An Shiyu's head. This girl was also wearing the Yinshan Academy winter uniform, looking nothing like she was at work. She seemed more like a student who had snuck in to find a parent.

"Can't be helped. That one told me to play the role of a cat girl today." An Shiyu crossed her arms. "I rummaged through the costume props, and it seems only these cat ears were left... Hey, uncle, these ears are actually quite soft and fluffy to touch. Want to try?"

Saying this, An Shiyu bent down to show Ye Shuang her ears. They did look fluffy.

"What's so good about touching fake ears?" Ye Shuang wasn't very interested.

"Is that so?" An Shiyu tilted her head. "Want to touch the slime instead?"

"No, thank you."

The personalities of the two "fish" were still relatively easy to tell apart. At the very least, the "Heart Fish" was a bit more reserved. This one's mouth just ran wild everywhere. Who knew if she was serious or just joking? Either way, it felt strangely terrible.

If she was serious, it meant her personality was terrible. If she was joking, it meant her personality was terrible plus she had a bit of a mischievous streak.

Perhaps noticing Ye Shuang was zoning out, An Shiyu asked, "Uncle, are you thinking about something perverted?"

"I am not."

An Shiyu swayed slightly. "Actually, I'm not wearing a bra today."

Hearing this, Ye Shuang was momentarily stunned and instinctively looked over.

"See, you were thinking about that." An Shiyu said.

Ye Shuang retorted, "Who wouldn't when you suddenly say something like that?!"

"I was joking."

Ye Shuang: "..."

"Where is she?" he asked.

"Oh, she had a physical check-up today, so she asked me to fill in for a day." An Shiyu said, then suddenly spoke with a hint of envy, "So nice, her body is slowly getting better."

As she spoke, she paused as if remembering something.

Then she touched her own cheek, as if confirming something.

Ye Shuang didn't notice An Shiyu's action and instead asked, "Can you handle the work stuff too?"

"That's not a problem. It's the kind of thing you can learn just by looking." An Shiyu said lazily, curling up in her seat.

"So... the documents I need?"

"They're all in my head." The girl pointed to her temple. "Pretty impressive, right?"

"I can't see into your brain."

"Then why don't you learn how?"

"Who can learn telepathy?" Ye Shuang was speechless. That completely fell outside the realm of natural science, didn't it?

Huh?

Come to think of it, having a system wasn't very scientific either. Thinking this, Ye Shuang called up her information window.

[Character: An Shiyu

Hyperthymesia patient. Physical condition declining.]

Huh?

Ye Shuang's eyes locked onto the word "declining." What did that mean? A side effect of hyperthymesia?

There were very few documented cases of hyperthymesia worldwide, so Ye Shuang wasn't sure what problems this condition could cause. He had heard that some patients couldn't control their memories and would get headaches when recalling things, but others didn't have that issue.

There were just too few examples, with little to reference.

Seeing Ye Shuang's gaze fixed on her, An Shiyu felt a bit strange. She looked down but didn't see anything unusual.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Do you... feel unwell anywhere lately?" Ye Shuang tentatively asked.

"I'm alright. I've even gained a little weight." An Shiyu said, pinching the flesh on her arm. "Want to feel?"

Ye Shuang was silent for a moment, then rummaged through a nearby cabinet and quickly pulled out a stethoscope.

"Huh? Where'd that come from?" Even An Shiyu was slightly taken aback when she saw Ye Shuang take a stethoscope from his office drawer, as if her CPU had short-circuited.

"Uncle, as a Vice President, do you also moonlight as a doctor?"

An Shiyu couldn't figure out what Ye Shuang did here every day.

Come to the company to play doctor?

"Alright, never mind where I got it."

Ye Shuang thought it more reliable to listen for himself, but now he encountered a problem—he needed to place the stethoscope under An Shiyu's clothes.

Although Ye Shuang had done this countless times, it was within the loops, and with the other "fish."

"I..." Ye Shuang said, "Let me check?"

"Geez, uncle, your tone makes you sound like a pervert trying to take advantage." An Shiyu said, but she obediently lifted her clothes anyway.

She really didn't seem to mind.

As if she had no sense of shame?

Seeing An Shiyu didn't mind, Ye Shuang placed the stethoscope against her skin.

"..."

"..."

Ye Shuang couldn't help but frown slightly. That's strange, why does An Shiyu's body feel a bit off? Is it because of the hyperthymesia?

Then he moved it slightly upward, and his pinky seemed to brush against something. He froze for a second. "You really aren't wearing one?"

"Yep. It's a bit ticklish. Can you hurry up, you lecherous uncle?" An Shiyu half-squinted her eyes.

"If you want to touch, just say so. It's not like I'd stop you."

Ye Shuang: "..."

He removed the stethoscope and asked An Shiyu seriously, "You really don't feel unwell anywhere?"

"Nope. Or did you find something wrong?"

"I..." Ye Shuang frowned. Judging by his experience and with the system's help, he could indeed tell something was wrong with An Shiyu's body. "Your internal organs... they don't seem like they belong to someone your age? They feel like they're lacking vitality."

An Shiyu was quiet for a few seconds, seemingly surprised Ye Shuang could even tell that. A rare flicker of emotion passed through her eyes. "Then, uncle... you... can you do anything about it?"

"The cause isn't clear. It really would be better to go to the hospital for a check-up. Why don't you get a physical examination too?" Ye Shuang said.

Hearing Ye Shuang suggest she go to the hospital for a check-up, An Shiyu twirled a strand of her hair with her finger and replied as if it didn't matter, "Oh, is that so."

"Be serious."

"Okay." An Shiyu's interest still didn't seem very high.

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