Lord Rice Jar

259: Regarding the Matter of the 200-Catty Strongman Offering Back-Stepping Services

Humming a little tune, Meng Hao.

He ambled towards the medical bay.

Let it be known.

Vice Admiral Tommy truly cared about Meng Hao.

All sorts of dazzling medical equipment were shipped directly from the United States.

It was just that.

The doctors responsible for examining Meng Hao seemed a bit lackluster.

Every single one of them was an old fellow with few hairs on his head.

Undoubtedly.

Their medical skills were absolutely top-notch.

However.

Who had ever seen a medical institution where all the nurses were male?

Those male nurses, directly transferred from the United States, looked at Meng Hao with peculiar eyes.

You must know.

In many states in the United States.

Same-sex marriage was permitted.

In the United States.

The proportion of the homosexual population was the highest in the world.

Meng Hao felt a chill down his spine from being stared at by these doctors and nurses.

"Mr. Meng."

"We are entrusted by Colonel Bruce to conduct a full-body examination for you."

"Please disrobe. This is a personal full-body examination for you."

"Oh! For God's sake, there's no need for you to look so strange... In the eyes of us doctors, the human body is just a collection of carbohydrates and proteins."

"You have absolutely no need to worry that we will cause any harm to your body."

Meng Hao felt.

He was still too young.

They said they wouldn't be interested in his body, but what happened?

Why were those doctors always touching him inappropriately?

Especially the doctor responsible for his anal examination, did your finger really need to go that deep?

And the subsequent massage.

Not to mention, the massage techniques of these nurses were not even a fraction as good as Luna's.

Even more outrageous.

It might be understandable for the nurses in the examination department to be male... but for the nurses responsible for massage, or rather, the rehabilitation department, to also be male, this was a bit too much, wasn't it?

Can you imagine?

Meng Hao lay on the bed.

Three or five hairy, burly male nurses, whose chest hair was even visible, were vigorously kneading Meng Hao's waist.

Even.

A burly man, who looked like he weighed over two hundred pounds, gently and politely asked Meng Hao if he wanted to arrange for a back-stepping service.

A back-stepping service, my ass!

A two-hundred-pound burly man, even if he was doing ballet on tiptoe on Meng Hao's back, would be enough to snap Meng Hao's cervical spine into several pieces.

It was obvious.

Vice Admiral Tommy's intentions were good, hoping to ease the relationship between his foolish nephew and Meng Hao, or even further strengthen it.

He had specially arranged for a "physical examination" and even added a "rehabilitation massage" item.

However.

This excellent intention was once again ruined by Bruce, the fool.

If you're giving Meng Hao a physical examination, it shows genuine concern for his health... but for the post-examination massage and rehabilitation session, shouldn't you add some flair?

If everything is taken literally and done by the book, how can any work get done?

As a result.

This fool Bruce not only strictly followed Vice Admiral Tommy's literal instructions.

He even managed to find these bizarre "rabbit boys" from who knows where.

Meng Hao was utterly disgusted.

He had originally intended to relax his body and mind, to relieve the fatigue from the previous night's entertainment hosted by William.

After the examination.

He directly ran out of the rehabilitation massage room.

Instead.

He'd go to the restaurant to eat something.

It would be more appropriate to soothe his inner turmoil.

...

Research and Development Center Restaurant.

Although it was a restaurant that could accommodate over a thousand diners.

However, among the more than ten serving windows, half of them offered cuisine from Great Xia.

It had to be said.

To please Meng Hao.

Vice Admiral Tommy had spared no expense.

However.

His good intentions seemed to have been completely wasted by his silly nephew.

In the dining hall.

He happened to see Colonel William dining.

It was clear.

This pale-faced fellow had only recently woken up... Compared to Meng Hao's body, which had been modified by the system's blue pill.

Colonel William's physique was only slightly stronger than that of an ordinary person.

"Hmm?"

"Finished enjoying yourself so quickly?"

William did not opt for formal Western cuisine, but instead ordered some traditional Great Xia dishes and was slowly eating them.

Last night.

He had played too wildly.

His stomach needed some time to recover.

He couldn't consume anything too greasy like steaks or burgers for now.

Meng Hao got a plate of fried noodles and sat down next to William.

He was a bit confused by William's sudden question.

"What enjoyment is finished?"

William rolled his eyes, a little displeased.

"Brother Hao, I think our relationship can be considered quite solid. We're brothers who've shot together, after all."

"I have no objections to you accepting Bruce's hospitality... After all, this kid offended you foolishly, and now under the guidance of Vice Admiral Tommy behind him, it's only natural for him to try to win you over, compensate you, and arrange massages and health treatments for you."

Damn it.

Meng Hao instantly recalled the terror of being dominated by those "rabbit boys" from the United States.

Although he didn't know how Colonel William got his information... Even within the United States, there were factions everywhere, gathering information and competing for resources... However, when it came to this matter, Meng Hao almost shed tears of regret.

"You're talking about the physical examination?"

"Brother William, you have no idea. Bruce, that idiot, managed to get so many 'rabbit boys' from who knows where."

"I've never seen a physical examination center with all male nurses in my life... or a bizarre massage therapist weighing two hundred pounds who kept touching you all over and even offered to step on your back."

What the heck?

William's originally displeased face was instantly replaced by a smile.

He spat out a mouthful of rice, laughing so hard that he was bent over and coughing repeatedly.

"You're saying."

"That two-bit Bruce actually arranged a physical examination for you and had men give you a massage!"

"I thought he was a bit simple-minded before, but now I suspect he's got a screw loose in his head."

After expressing his condolences and laughter to Meng Hao for a full five minutes.

William, who had finally stopped laughing, earnestly began to ask.

"Brother Hao."

"You said Miss Luna's massage skills are good?"

"How about I invite her over for you sometime? Or perhaps we can go through the night gambling boat?"

Meng Hao nodded repeatedly.

He had been thoroughly scared by that absent-minded Bruce.

"I'll contact Luna later."

"See if she's already chosen a place to live."

"Then, let's see when she's free to invite her over for a visit."

Suddenly.

Meng Hao thought of a problem.

"By the way, aren't you worried about the military intercepting or reporting your gambling boat when it's docked so openly near the research center?"

For Meng Hao's concern.

William chuckled and shook his head.

"Not worried, not worried at all."