After Turning into a Cat, I Climbed My Rival’s Cat Tree 3

Chapter 3

Wei Yuan believed his end was near, with absolutely no chance of resistance.

Understanding this intellectually was one thing, but truly facing death was another.

He squeezed his eyes shut, but the intense fear prevented him from embracing the darkness. He opened his eyes again, staring at the human before him with beautiful, wide, and terrified eyes, unblinking.

Lu Dingyun looked at the tiny cat.

Its little paws trembled, and its jewel-like eyes were wet, pitiful, and helpless.

Lu Dingyun frowned slightly, reaching out with a heartbroken expression.

The kitten’s eyes widened further.

Oh god, was Lu Dingyun going to strangle it?

The movie emperor’s hands, praised by fans as “the Creator’s perfect work,” grew larger in Wei Yuan’s vision.

Oh shit, oh shit!

Stay away from me!

The kitten’s paws trembled even more violently, and its bristling fur made it look even more like a tiny puffball.

Despite its obvious aversion, Lu Dingyun’s hand descended, and Wei Yuan closed its eyes, accepting its fate.

Was this how it ended?

He was so unwilling!

Mom! Dad! Big Brother! I’ll be filial to you in my next life, wuwuwu! – (crying sound)

However, the expected didn’t happen.

A warm, dry hand gently stroked the kitten’s head, full of comfort.

The man’s voice softened, coaxing, “Poor little thing, don’t be afraid. I’ll heal you.”

Wei Yuan, who had already given up resisting, froze, opening its eyes in disbelief.

It met Lu Dingyun’s gaze.

Strangely, it didn’t see malice in his deep eyes, but rather tenderness and concern.

Was… was this really the Lu Dingyun he knew?

Before Wei Yuan could react, Lu Dingyun stood up.

The kitten stared with wide, slightly dazed eyes.

Lu Dingyun chuckled, put on gloves, and picked up a syringe from the cart beside him.

Generally, gas anesthesia was safer for small cats, but Wei Yuan’s situation was complex, and the surgery would be lengthy, making injectable anesthesia a better choice.

However, seeing the syringe, Wei Yuan’s wavering heart clenched again.

Wait, what was that?

It couldn’t be anesthesia, could it?

Lu Dingyun wasn’t a real doctor. Could he really perform surgery?

Was this some strange drug?

Did Lu Dingyun want to experiment on him?

This guess seemed more plausible, but it also made Wei Yuan more nervous.

Still, it was a blessing in disguise. As long as it didn’t die immediately, there was always a chance to escape.

Wei Yuan found a sliver of optimism in the dire situation, even feeling a sense of relief.

But this made Lu Dingyun seem even more abnormal.

He was like a real-life version of those “mad scientists conducting human experiments” from certain dramas.

Wei Yuan stared at his serious face with a complex expression.

If Lu Dingyun’s fans knew what their idol did in private, they would be terrified.

Lu Dingyun expelled the air from the syringe and looked at the kitten again.

His eyes softened with a smile. “Don’t be afraid, it’ll be over soon.”

Wei Yuan: “…”

Great, even more like a pervert.

The needle pierced its skin, but Wei Yuan didn’t react. This pain was nothing compared to the pain it was already in.

After the injection, Wei Yuan lay flat, silently waiting for the strange drug to take effect.

Lu Dingyun tidied up, disposed of the necessary items, then pulled a chair over and sat beside the bed.

The anesthesia would take about ten minutes to kick in.

During this time, he decided to soothe the kitten, so he held up its CT scan.

Wei Yuan: “?”

It shifted its eyes, glancing at the person beside it, unsure what he was doing.

“Little cat, I just took this for you.” Lu Dingyun’s voice remained gentle, his slender index finger pointing to a spot on the scan. “See, two of your ribs are broken here, but luckily they didn’t puncture any internal organs. There’s some internal bleeding, but it’s not serious.”

“Also, your right tibia is fractured.”

Lu Dingyun switched to another CT scan. “This will take longer to heal, but thankfully there are no bone fragments. Once it’s fully recovered, it won’t affect your movement.”

These were the most serious injuries; the others were easier to manage.

Lu Dingyun looked down at the kitten.

The kitten stared at his finger with wide, unblinking eyes, looking serious, as if it understood.

Lu Dingyun chuckled and put down the scans.

The kitten blinked, tilting its head slightly, its innocent look hitting Lu Dingyun’s soft spot.

His heart melted, and he couldn’t resist reaching out to pet the kitten’s head, his voice even gentler. “Good kitty. I’ve already cleaned the glue off you, and I’ve washed your eyes. Does it still hurt?”

Wei Yuan blinked, belatedly realizing that the burning, stinging sensation was indeed gone.

So, it wasn’t going blind!

Wei Yuan looked at Lu Dingyun hesitantly, its thoughts wavering again.

The movie emperor seemed quite professional. Could he actually be skilled?

No, no, Wei Yuan quickly dismissed the absurd thought.

It couldn’t let its guard down.

Lu Dingyun wasn’t a veterinarian!

And on second thought, which veterinarian discussed treatment plans with animals?

Was that even logical?

It sounded like the behavior of a mentally ill person.

The kitten’s expression alternated between relaxed and tense, its little face full of conflict.

This adorable sight made Lu Dingyun’s heart ache.

If the kitten weren’t in such a state, he would have buried his face in its soft belly and taken a deep sniff.

The thought that someone would hurt such a cute kitten darkened Lu Dingyun’s expression again.

Wei Yuan, noticing the sudden shift in his demeanor, bristled again.

See? See?

It knew Lu Dingyun wasn’t normal!

So moody, it was scary!

Lu Dingyun’s face was grim, but when his eyes met the kitten’s wary gaze, a smile spread across his face.

“Don’t worry, once the anesthesia takes effect, we’ll start the surgery. You’ll be fine when you wake up.”

Wow, that face-changing speed, Sichuan opera face-changing has nothing on you!

Wei Yuan gave up struggling, lying on its back with its paws in the air, letting its mind wander.

So, that injection really was anesthesia. He should say that Lu Dingyun was quite kind, giving it anesthesia before dissecting it.

Time ticked by, and Lu Dingyun continued murmuring things Wei Yuan couldn’t understand.

Wei Yuan was numb, even doubting his own memories.

The Lu Dingyun in his memory always had a poker face in public, reserved and aloof.

Once, at an event, Wei Yuan, as a junior, had taken the initiative to greet him. Lu Dingyun had merely nodded coldly and walked away.

That was the beginning of Wei Yuan’s dislike for him.

After all, since entering the entertainment industry, who hadn’t given Young Master Wei some face?

Lu Dingyun was the only one who dared to snub him publicly, successfully catching Wei Yuan’s attention.

But now, it seemed that Lu Dingyun was actually a chatterbox, making his already groggy head even dizzier.

Wei Yuan was annoyed. If it weren’t so weak, it would have slapped him.

Soon, the anesthesia began to take effect.

Wei Yuan’s pain gradually subsided, its thoughts slowed, and its vision blurred.

The rambling movie emperor finally shut up and stood up.

Suddenly, his aura seemed to change.

He became aloof and professional.

Wei Yuan’s mind was sluggish. It saw him put on gloves and pick up a scalpel from the corner of its eye.

The scalpel gleamed coldly.

Wei Yuan’s vision went black.

This is the end!

After what seemed like a long time, Wei Yuan finally awoke from a chaotic dream.

Its vision was hazy, as if covered by a layer of mist.

Wei Yuan instinctively tried to blink.

But even such a simple action felt strenuous.

After managing a blink, Wei Yuan assessed its condition.

Most of its senses were still numb, but one thing was certain.

It wasn’t dead!

Wei Yuan became more alert.

It consciously examined its surroundings.

It was still in the operating room, but now it wasn’t on the operating table but inside a square, transparent glass container.

The container smelled faintly of medicine and blood, but there was plenty of fresh oxygen.

It was lying on several layers of new, dry, and soft pee pads, quite comfortable.

Wei Yuan recognized its location. It was likely a sterile incubator, similar to those used for observing weak newborns.

So, not only had Lu Dingyun not killed it, but he had also taken good care of it.

Had it really misunderstood the movie emperor?

But years of ingrained prejudice prevented it from trusting him completely.

The kitten pondered for a moment, deciding to observe further.

The anesthesia wore off, and Wei Yuan’s eyes could blink normally. Eye drops trickled down the corners of its eyes, wetting the fur beneath, slightly sticky and uncomfortable.

It moved its mouth, retracting its limp little tongue.

As the anesthesia faded, the pain returned, but perhaps it was an illusion, Wei Yuan felt less pain than before.

Wei Yuan wanted to see if Lu Dingyun had dissected it, so it struggled to lift its head.

Although its head was heavy and it immediately dropped back down, it saw clearly.

Its chest and leg were bandaged, and the bandage on its chest was tied in a cute bow.

Wei Yuan was stunned.

In this situation, even if it didn’t want to admit it, it had to. Lu Dingyun seemed to have performed a successful surgery.

So, what exactly was Lu Dingyun’s major?

It wasn’t acting, but Wei Yuan couldn’t remember what it was.

Could he actually have studied medicine, or even veterinary medicine?

Or maybe the one who saved it wasn’t the movie emperor but his long-lost twin brother.

Wei Yuan: “…”

Well, the second guess was even more absurd.

Even without seeing his face, just hearing his voice confirmed that it was Lu Dingyun.

Lu Dingyun’s voice was too distinctive, that elegant baritone. Even when deliberately softened, it wasn’t greasy but rather captivating.

As for why Wei Yuan remembered his voice so clearly, it was because fans had once compared his and Lu Dingyun’s voices.

Wei Yuan’s own voice was of the “noble young master” type, the kind that made fans swoon.

He had also studied voice acting and could easily voice an emperor with his deeper register. On its own, his voice could be considered that of a dominant alpha.

But when his voice was compared to Lu Dingyun’s, it was truly…

He still remembered the top comment under that comparison video:

“Wuwuwu, my young master is the chosen uke treasure, I feel like Movie Emperor Lu will break him!”

The commenter’s ID was a familiar long-time fan of his.

Not to mention how Wei Yuan had almost fainted from anger upon seeing that comment, but from then on, he had started paying attention to Lu Dingyun’s voice.

Not for any other reason, just pure defiance.

But after listening to it more, even he had to admit, Lu Dingyun’s voice was indeed captivating.

Hmph.

Lost in thought, Top Star Wei let out a disgruntled humph.

Then he was instantly pulled back to reality, speechless.

The humph, coming from the mouth of a three-month-old kitten, sounded ridiculously soft.

Wei Yuan bared its teeth.

Being a kitten wasn’t cool at all!

Just then, the operating room door opened.

A tall, slender figure entered. The man seemed to have just showered, casually dressed in a bathrobe, the front wide open, revealing defined abs.

His v-line disappeared beneath the edge of his underwear, his honey-colored legs long and straight, muscles toned, exuding an aura of strength as he walked.

Wei Yuan, lying on its back, couldn’t see this. When the man entered its field of vision, it first saw his firm chest and prominent Adam’s apple.

The air was humid, filled with the scent of hormones.

The tip of the kitten’s tail trembled, its eyes staring blankly at the man.