I've Got this Cannon Fodder's Back

"Jing Mo!"

Gu Chuanbai panicked, hurriedly copied his clothes and wrapped them up, hugged him tightly into his arms, and carefully rubbed his back: "Is it uncomfortable? Let's go, let's go to the school infirmary first—"

"Chuan Bai, I'm fine."

Borrowing some strength on his shoulder, and waiting for the explosive cough to gradually subside, Lu Jingmo raised his hand to hold his wrist and shook his head.

What Gu Chuanbai needs now is a space where he can be quiet and alone.I just felt uncomfortable in my throat, and suddenly said so many words, and was shocked by the cold wind, so I felt somewhat uncomfortable.

It's not a big deal, just take a break and you'll be fine.

The arm holding him was still showing strange tension, Lu Jingmo raised his head slightly, pressed his palm on the back of Gu Chuanbai's shoulder, and slowly caressed it downward.

The gentle force covering his back also made Gu Chuanbai gradually relax again, meeting the seemingly constant moistness and warmth in those black eyes, his chest was sore and slightly suffocated: "Jingmo..."

Wrapped tightly in a thick coat, he finally blocked the chill of the night wind.Lu Jingmo smiled in his arms, raised his hand to rub his hair, wanted to speak, but frowned at the distinct burning pain in his throat.

"I know, let's go back. Go and buy some medicine before going back, okay?"

Gu Chuanbai had already understood what he meant, and quickly stopped talking.Carefully help Lu Jingmo tighten his coat and straighten his collar, and hold his shoulders to consult in a warm voice.

Moist eyebrows and eyes immediately curved slightly, Lu Jingmo nodded, looked down at the obviously large coat, shaking the half-grown sleeves with interest, and the light-colored lips curled up in a soft arc.

When there is no self-consciousness belonging to the teacher, his little professor is really not so easy to make people soft-hearted.

The light of the street lamp was already dim when it reached the corner. They stood between the light and the dark. According to the precious experience summed up by the students of the Z University, this happened to be the absolute dead end of the monitoring and office windows.

Gu Chuanbai chuckled dumbly, and half-wrapped him in his arms reassuringly.Resting his chin on Lu Jingmo's shoulder, he patiently rolled up his cuffs in half, clasped his hands together in his palms, and stuffed them into the side pockets of his clothes.

He tried his best to concentrate his mind on these small and trivial movements, but it was unexpectedly effective.Lu Jingmo leaned quietly between his arms, raised his head and looked at him, his hair would rub against his cheeks, and he could feel the warm gaze without even raising his head.

Lu Jingmo's hand moved, and he held his hand in his pocket, and didn't let go.

The laboratory building is not far from the school infirmary, and there are few people walking on the road.Gu Chuanbai was completely relieved, he tightly held the palm that was still slightly cold in his pocket, and walked with him to the school infirmary.

It was already dark when Lu Jingmo chased him out, and after he bought the medicine and returned to the building, the night was completely dark.

The corridor was dark and quiet, but there was still a faint light in the office.Gu Chuanbai fumbled for the key and opened the door.The familiar warmth and brightness crashed into his chest, shaking his eyes suddenly blurred.

The light was on, the food on the table hadn't moved a few mouthfuls, and the coat was still on the hanger. It was obvious at a glance how hurried the master was leaving.

The two walked back all the way, Lu Jingmo's body had warmed up under the clothes, but he still couldn't stop coughing from time to time.Gu Chuanbai turned up the air conditioner two more degrees, sat on the sofa with people together, busy pouring water and medicine for him, watched Lu Jingmo swallow the medicine, and finally stood up in relief.

The act of swallowing still caused a burst of pain, Lu Jingmo slowed down a bit, and took another two sips of water, soaking slowly in his burning throat, and grabbed Gu Chuanbai's wrist.

"I reheated the rice and it was cold."

Gu Chuanbai was held back by him, turned around and squatted down, raised his hand to straighten Lu Jingmo's short hair, and slightly raised his head to explain in a slow voice.

His little professor didn't even have time to eat.

It should have been a surprise.

The emotions suppressed in the bottom of his heart quietly arched, Gu Chuanbai's masseter muscles tightened, his eyes turned to the plant specimens neatly stacked in the corner of the room, and he forced himself to put aside those thoughts, and his eyes calmed down inch by inch.

Lu Jingmo didn't seem to notice it, and still held his hand quietly, and waited until he turned his gaze back again, then nodded and let go of his hand.

The foundation is broken and rebuilt, and it is not so easy to survive.

He was able to drag Gu Chuanbai out, but he had to bear the rest of the journey by himself.

He knew that the other party would definitely be able to do it, but it would take time after all.

With such a big fuss, Gu Chuanbai will undoubtedly not go to the electron microscope laboratory again.Zhan Pei was so frightened that he couldn't take care of himself, and he was probably racking his brains to think of ways to minimize the impact. Don't talk about trouble with Gu Chuanbai in the short term, he probably didn't even want to see this student at all.

Gu Chuanbai is safe in the near future.

This thought lingered in my mind for a while, and my mind relaxed.Lu Jingmo leaned back on the sofa, grabbed the computer and turned it on.

Gu Chuanbai got up and got busy, and it didn't take long for the strong smell of food to reappear in the office.

Worrying about Lu Jingmo's throat discomfort, he made porridge again on purpose.The golden millet porridge was warmed in the air, and some white sugar was specially sprinkled on it to melt it finely. Lu Jingmo tried to swallow a few mouthfuls, and his eyes brightened with surprise.

"Wouldn't it hurt to eat this?"

Seeing his little professor was happy, Gu Chuanbai's pupils were soaked in warmth, hugged him and pressed his cheeks, and filled half a bowl of porridge for him and put it on the side to dry: "Eat well, and then take a bath Get a good night's sleep and you'll be fine."

His tone was firm, and Lu Jingmo nodded obediently, pulled the rice bowl in front of Gu Chuanbai, scooped up a spoon full of soup and poured it on.

Seeing the gesture of the little professor forcibly adding soup to him, Gu Chuanbai was surprised for a moment, and finally couldn't help being dumb anymore, stretched his arms and hugged him into his arms, and lowered his head to his neck: "Thank you..."

"It's so delicious."

Lu Jingmo explained seriously, added five or six spoonfuls of soup to him, soaked a bowl of rice thoroughly, and then pushed it back in satisfaction.

The sweet and sour tomato scent mixed with steaming heat made the eye sockets astringent.

Gu Chuanbai met his gaze, pulled the corners of his lips and nodded lightly, burying his head and munching heavily on the rice, then suddenly choked hard and coughed anxiously.

The bowls and chopsticks touched lightly, and the porridge bowl was placed on the table.One hand pressed down on his back, patted it slowly, and it took a long time before he spoke softly: "Chuan Bai..."

Gu Chuanbai's chest was burning hot, but somehow he didn't have the courage to raise his head, he just buried it deeper and deeper, his hand holding the chopsticks turned pale.

After all, he still couldn't help himself to think about those possibilities - to get rid of Zhan Pei completely and go directly to become Lu Jingmo's graduate student.He had read the "CELL" paper that was mentioned, and he didn't see any problems, but if he could be taken away smoothly, it meant that it was Zhan Pei's Achilles' heel...

Chaotic thoughts surged in my mind, intertwined into a mess.

Covering his hands with warm palms, he took the pair of chopsticks and handed over a stack of printing paper.

Gu Chuanbai looked at the paper in his hand, only clusters of dense ink could be seen in his blurred vision.Hastily raised his hand, rubbed his eyes, and looked intently, but Lu Jingmo had already spoken in a gentle voice, and finished the remaining half of the sentence unhurriedly.

"...you have to do your homework even when you cry."

Gu Chuanbai was stunned, flipped through the fifty essay questions in his hand, and raised his head tongue-tiedly.

His little professor smiled and pushed away the finished porridge bowl.Cleared out an open space for him, pressed his shoulder, and added: "Don't sleep if you can't finish writing."

……

Don't talk too fast next time.

No matter how complicated the thoughts were, they all disappeared under the high pressure of the homework. Gu Chuanbai's thoughts were instantly clear, and he took the stack of printing paper with both hands, and took a deep breath tremblingly: "Professor..."

"The professor just had a full meal. He's going to take a shower and then go to bed."

It was rare for Lu Jingmo to listen to his words meticulously, rubbed his head, watched the haze in those dark pupils gradually dissipate, and raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction: "Let's write."

It is his own business to clean up Zhan Pei. As long as Gu Chuanbai studies hard and does research hard, he doesn't need to worry too much about the dark filth hidden under the light.

It won't be long before the matter is completely resolved.

Leaving a grieving figure at the desk because of homework, Lu Jingmo got up with a smile, took off the coat and put it on carefully, and walked briskly into the bathroom.

Gu Chuanbai didn't feel bad at all.

When faced with fifty essay questions, even with the existence of Xueba, it is difficult to produce any emotions other than despair.

After finishing his meal in a hurry and tidying up the office, Gu Chuanbai plunged headfirst into his desk and buried himself in writing a few questions. Just as he was about to turn the page, the tip of his pen hesitated.

The questions on the paper are obviously much more difficult than the ones learned in class, and the difficulty increases as you go down, and some even indicate that you are allowed to open the book to search.What was placed on the table was not the familiar set of "Flora of China", but several new cutting-edge publications, which had been turned over several times, and many pages were marked.

His eyes fell on those familiar Qingjun handwriting, Gu Chuanbai's pupils gradually became clear, and a slight light flashed in his eyes.

He seemed to understand what Lu Jingmo wanted to do.

The professor said that you are not allowed to sleep until you finish writing.Gu Chuanbai took a deep breath, completely concentrated, and continued to do it with full concentration.

The complicated thoughts in my heart were stripped away bit by bit, and gradually there was only a clear and straight road, leading to a little light in the distance.

He knows what he wants.

It was always clear.

There was no time to finish the fifty questions, but the corners of his lips revealed a slight arc of tenderness, and the pupils gradually brightened.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped after a while, and the sound of footsteps reached the bedroom.Gu Chuanbai left a desk lamp behind, got up and turned off the overhead light in the office, and warm light came out from the crack in the door of the rest room.

Gu Chuanbai put his hands down, quietly watched the warm light in the gap, and walked back to the table with light steps.

His little professor didn't like turning off the lights. Although the lights were on, Lu Jingmo might have fallen asleep.

The medicine he took didn't seem to have much effect, and there were still occasional low coughing sounds in the bedroom.Gu Chuanbai was a little worried, and wanted to put down the pen several times and go in to have a look. He turned his gaze back to the subject in front of him, which was getting slower and slower, and sadly sat back down again, continuing to write vigorously.

It was almost late at night, and the fifty questions were half done.

You are not allowed to sleep until you are done, and you should be allowed to enter the bedroom to have a look when you are halfway done.

Moving his already numb wrist, Gu Chuanbai put down the pen in his hand, and pushed open the bedroom door lightly, but his footsteps suddenly faltered slightly.

Lu Jingmo also didn't sleep.

The young professor was wrapped in a quilt and leaning against the head of the bed, holding in his hand the experimental plan that Zhan Pei threw to the ground and stomped on it. He squinted his eyes slightly, and gave him his approval and revision by the dim light in the bedroom.

As if he didn't expect him to come in suddenly, Lu Jingmo raised his head slightly in surprise, his black eyes glowing moistly under the light.

Gu Chuanbai's heart sank slightly, he walked over quickly, and slowed down to pull out the few pages of paper in his hand: "Don't read it, Jingmo, this is a biochemical experiment, I won't do it..."

This experiment was designed based on the data of Zhan Pei's laboratory, and it did not overlap with botany. If Lu Jingmo really wanted him to do it in the botanical laboratory, Zhan Pei would definitely take the opportunity to report public funds for private use.

For his own sake, Lu Jingmo and Zhan Pei have been completely confronted. As long as the other party finds a little loophole, he will definitely stalk him.

It's just an experiment, and he can make more, so it's okay to just give up this one.

"It's okay, I understand."

Lu Jingmo shook his head, pressed his arm lightly, and did not let go of the paper in his hand: "I have my own laboratory. Go and do it at my place, I want to see you make it..."

After talking too much, he coughed again.

Lu Jingmo's body couldn't help but crouch down, and when Gu Chuanbai raised his arms to embrace him, touching his exposed skin, his heart suddenly shrank fiercely: "Jingmo!"

Lu Jingmo didn't respond, lying in his arms coughing so hard that he couldn't speak, his cheeks were flushed.The once warm black eyes were tightly closed, and fine lines were formed between the brows.

Gu Chuanbai hugged him tightly, and poked his forehead, his throat was suffocated by the scorching heat, his eyes finally sank completely.

Taking advantage of his inability to let go, Gu Chuanbai finally took back the few pieces of paper, and wanted to throw them away, but his eyes couldn't help falling on the extremely detailed reply on it.

The delicate blue writing is densely packed in the gaps. Not only are there revisions and additions, but also lists possible unexpected situations, alternatives, and existing information that can be referred to.

Where he wrote well, he deliberately changed the color and circled it carefully, and drew him a small red flower.

Gu Chuanbai suddenly couldn't stand still, he hugged him and sat down slowly.

After a while of coughing, and waiting for the white light in front of him to dissipate, Lu Jingmo raised his head and wanted to speak, but was wrapped tightly in a warm embrace.

I was very dizzy and had chills all over my body.

Eyelids drooped heavily, Lu Jingmo blinked hard, and still raised his hand to look for those pages, but was held by the other hand, with an imperceptible slight shudder in his palm.

"teacher……"

Hearing his voice, Lu Jingmo struggled to regain a little consciousness from his drowsiness, but he couldn't give a clear response, so he could only shake that hand as hard as he could.

The fingertips are touched, but the strength that falls to the ground is very little.

Holding his hand, he immediately moved back up, and the cool and soft touch touched his hot forehead with care, and touched his cheek lightly, leaving a trace of rare moistness in the scorching heat.

Under the comfort of unknown source, the original obsession gradually relaxed, Lu Jingmo coughed twice, and finally closed his eyes gradually, with a sigh of satisfaction overflowing.

With one hand on his forehead, the voice in his ear was soft and hoarse: "Teacher, let's go to the doctor, shall we?"

Lu Jingmo wanted to ask about his homework, but he could no longer open his eyes, his throat was burning hot, and his body was cold, so he frowned, and leaned into his arms again.

"It's not uncomfortable, just see a doctor, it's okay..."

Gu Chuanbai taped his hot forehead, stood up holding Lu Jingmo, neatly packed his things, wrapped him tightly with his clothes, and carried him out the door.

When Lu Jingmo woke up again, he was already lying in a separate compartment of the school infirmary.

The sky is already bright, and today's weather seems to be particularly sunny. The sun falls through the half-closed curtains, jumping on the almost white walls, dazzlingly bright.

The fever has subsided, and there is still some pain in the throat, and there is no other discomfort, but the body is too tired to be lazy.

Lu Jingmo blinked, dazedly wanting to sleep again, but his forehead was already lightly covered with warm palms.

Suddenly remembering the situation before he fell asleep, Lu Jingmo immediately woke up halfway, looked up along that hand, met the clear bloodshot eyes in the dark eyes, and couldn't help but say: "Chuan Bai..."

His throat seemed to be less uncomfortable. Although his voice was still hoarse, he coughed non-stop after at least a few words.

Seeing that he was completely awake, Gu Chuanbai finally heaved a sigh of relief, and his brows released a gentle arc. He sat up carefully holding him up, and supported him to lean on him: "Don't move, be careful rolling the needle."

The covering temperature was relaxed, and Lu Jingmo realized that he had been clutching his wrist, looking down at his hand with the needle, still inevitably confused: "Did I sleep for a long time?"

"Not too long, one day and two nights."

Gu Chuanbai smiled helplessly, mixed some warm water into the cup, and carefully fed it to his lips, but his tone was deliberately elongated.

"I heard from the doctor that Professor Lu University hasn't had a good rest for many days..."

These days, I was busy completing the project further and perfecting it, and I was not used to Gu Chuanbai not being around, so I really didn't sleep well.

Lu Jingmo pursed his lips guiltyly, took two sips of water with his hand, and forcibly changed the subject: "Have you finished your homework?"

"I've finished writing, waiting for the professor's reply."

Seeing him suddenly put on a professor's posture, Gu Chuanbai's eyes were slightly surprised, and then suddenly, his smile became stronger.

Feeling that this is not majestic enough, Lu Jingmo tried to sit up straight with his arms propped up, but Gu Chuanbai stretched his arms under his armpit, hugged him to sit up, and added a pillow behind him: "No.40 There is a mistake in the question, does the professor know?"

Lu Jingmo raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes were sharp, and the corners of his lips curved brightly, and he answered firmly: "I know."

What he handed over to Gu Chuanbai was not the test questions for this semester's botany course, but a summary of interview questions for his postgraduate entrance examination.

On the penultimate question, he deliberately left a loophole.But if you don't have a detailed and macro grasp of the overall content, or because you are numb to answering the questions, you just keep writing down, and you won't find any mistakes.

I can find that there are mistakes and omissions in the nine questions of No.40. Only this one, without having to look at other answers, is enough to pass his exam.

Gu Chuanbai's grades have always been good, and his talent is also outstanding. Even if it wasn't because of the close relationship between the two of them, he could still be his graduate student just because of his strength.

He has to communicate this clearly to the other party.

Gu Chuanbai's chest moved slightly, and he sat on the edge of the bed, looking at him quietly.

His little professor was still smiling, but his eyes were bright and open, and there was a very determined and calm light between his gentle brows.

Gu Chuanbai couldn't help but raised the corners of his lips, clenched his hand tightly, leaned over, and lowered his head to touch the other's warm forehead.

"Then you have to finish every question. I did it all day and night..."