Dr. Lu Always Wants to Take My Baby!

My upcoming novel, After Having Seven Cubs, I Tamed My Archnemesis, is looking for follows. Blurb at the end! Blurb: After raising his comrade's orphan for three years, He Chen, commander of a warship, has devoted himself to learning everything there is to know about childcare, even memorizing parenting books word for word. But the little one was born with unstable mental powers and has spent most of their life in the capital's medical institute. At long last, the cub's condition stabilizes and they're reunited. He Chen puts on the loving smile he's practiced in front of a mirror eighteen times. The cub bursts into tears, their wail shaking the heavens: "I don't want Daddy. I want Papa!" For a long time afterward, He Chen lives under the shadow of "Papa": Papa tells better stories, Papa is more patient when playing games, even the baby formula Papa makes tastes better... In a world where cubs are precious beyond measure, viewers who regularly monitor the cub through livestreams are furious when they see that ugly, clumsy hand with its mechanical fingers appearing on screen again and again. How could a rough soldier be fit to raise a cub? Send the cub back to Papa! He Chen's resentment nearly drips like black water: He's been single since birth! Where the hell did this "Papa" come from? Viewers: Fair point. This lucky bastard is supposedly an illegitimate son of the He family and isn't much liked by his relatives. He's stationed in dangerous territory year-round, his mental powers are unstable, and even the person he was engaged to begged to break off their engagement. Who'd pair up with him? What's in it for them? He Chen proudly straightens his back: Obviously, they'd be getting a cub! While on leave in the capital, Commander He takes the cub to the hospital for a checkup in person. He plans to meet the doctor who's supposedly the cub's Papa, show off in front of the cub, and warn the thief not to get any delusions about taking his cub. But as soon as they arrive at the hospital, the cub dashes toward He Chen's nightmare: his senior from school, who kept him under control for eight years; the nation's idol, a medical expert receiving a special allowance from the Congress, and the youngest academician at the Imperial Medical Academy... Doctor Lu Changqing. The cub calls out "Papa!" loud and clear. Lu Changqing lifts the little thing off his leg and glances casually at He Chen. "Your son?" He Chen's knees go weak. "He could be yours too..." Lu Changqing chuckles, takes the cub for a checkup, and even throws in a free one for his junior. Lu Changqing is a nationally treasured mental-power therapist. Countless people beg him for a single consultation or treatment and still can't get one, let alone He Chen, who's plagued by mental-power surges. But He Chen refuses point-blank. The examination will reveal his spirit form, which is a gigantic, fluffy... Everyone across the stars knows Lu Changqing doesn't like fluffy things. Back in school, he had given every fluffy creature the same "special treatment," including He Chen, the top-ranked fighter. The humiliation of being the number-one fighter brought down by a senior from the healing department is something He Chen will never forget. His idol became his nightmare. Healers are treasures, and you can't exactly beat one up (or beat one in a fight). From that day on, He Chen kept his distance from Lu Changqing. "No need, Senior..." Before he can finish speaking, a special mental wave sweeps over him. He Chen, in a sensitive period, releases a gigantic, flawless white snow wolf right there on the spot. He covers his eyes, mortified beyond words. Pathetic. I got taken down again... Lu Changqing's pale jade-like fingertips gently scratch beneath the snow wolf's chin. The doctor sighs silently: At last, I get to pet you again... Later, the cub supervisors watching the screen in secret are astonished to discover that the cub really does have a "Papa." The most sought-after therapist in the stars, the number-one "Papa" no one dares to hope for, regularly tutors a cub who may well become the next number one across the stars. Together they use rich, sacred healing-type mental power on the snow wolf sprawled on the ground, utterly bereft of the will to live... to brush! Its! Fur! The spectators, practically coughing up blood: Get up! What do you mean, you have no will to live? [A snow wolf gong who is the strongest fighter but no match at all for his archnemesis, and is genuinely pure-hearted x A lofty flower shou who hates fluffy things but can't resist little wolves, and is only pretending to be aloof] Notes: 1. Gong's point of view, happy ending, an "overpowered" everyday story about raising a cub like a dad. 2. The cub will soon come around to the gong! 3. A sweet romance about raising a cub while falling in love, with a little elementary-school-level palace intrigue mixed in! -- The upcoming novel, After Having Seven Cubs, I Surrendered to My Archnemesis, is looking for follows. Blurb below -- Night Nanxing, the continent's foremost demon dragon, is exceptionally gifted and invincible. He can smash a mountain by ramming into it and split the earth by crashing into the ground. He lived without a care in the world for years. When he ran out of food, he stole some from the human race. When he wanted treasure, he borrowed it from them. When he was bored, he went to wreak havoc in his archnemesis's palace and watched him solemnly assemble a team to hunt dragons. Then one day, the dragon eggs in his home began hatching one after another, and Night Nanxing's carefree days came to an end. Dragon egg number one was a fire dragon and needed magma heated to 380 degrees. Number two was an ice dragon and needed a little bed made of ice. The third cub was weak and timid, and couldn't sleep without a luminous pearl. In the morning, Night Nanxing stole magma. In the afternoon, he carved out an ice cavern. At night, he had to sneak into his archnemesis's palace to steal jewels. So exhausted from all the work, Night Nanxing took a brief nap in his archnemesis's palace after stealing the treasure. When he woke up, he'd been captured. The prison walls were studded with luminous pearls, and hot magma rolled across the floor. His archnemesis stared coldly at him, covered in frost. If he remembered correctly, his archnemesis was ice-aligned and even had a giant ice bed in his bedroom. Excellent! Night Nanxing looked at the human emperor, Xiao Ji, and wept with joy. "I've still got a few little rascals at home. Let's bring them here too! Besides, half of each little monster is yours!" Theme: Everyone can find their own sun.