I thought my husband was dying

Cyril hasn't slept since she woke up.He has slept for a long enough time, so long that he wasted half a year of human time, such a situation should not have happened at all.

He sorted out the materials for one night with Sabine, Virginia, and Calf through Walter. Mrs. Ole and several high-ranking guides of the empire came over from time to time to do relaxation work for him. General Saul was also in this room. I sat there until the morning before being called away by a message from the military department.

After sorting out and backing up everything he knew, people left one after another. Mrs. Ole was crumbling after a night of guide treatment, and Calf and Virginia also held the part they wanted to prepare After leaving the Clinton Palace, Sabine was left alone to finish the information processing.

Sabine suggested that he rest for a while, but Cyril didn't do it. Who knows when the next time he will open his eyes again?He didn't want to sleep again until the empire went into a complete adjustment.

Just as I closed my eyes to rest my mind, the door was pushed open.

Not to mention his broken energy core, the stronger the sentinel is, the easier it is to riot at the mental critical point, which is why the lifespan of the sentinel without a guide is very short, and from the initial inconvenience to the final mental breakdown Stop manic death.

The number of sentinels who died of this disease in history is very small, and as a talented Cyril, the oppression in this aspect came earlier than ordinary people.

So at this time, his mental ability is almost completely collapsed, let alone not as good as it was in its heyday, I am afraid that even some ordinary sentinels may not be comparable.

Coupled with the gradual loss of the five senses, Cyril felt that he was no different from a dead person except that his brain was still spinning.

But when that young man came in, he immediately sensed that he exuded a smell... very different from ordinary people.It only takes a little bit of this smell to excite and agitate his remaining sentinel consciousness, and at the same time make the virus in his body very unpleasant, so every time the boy walks into this room, he will suffer more. Add one point.

But he didn't mind it at all. On the contrary, if it wasn't for the deterioration of his eyesight, he actually wanted to see what this young man looked like, and instinctively hoped to keep him in this room completely.

Yesterday, his mother told him that it was a guide who was more than 90.00% compatible with him. Wen Yi, a high-ranking guide in the treatment team, immediately suggested that he combine with this boy. Miracle.

So, while reminiscing about the wonderful feeling brought by the so-called high matching, Xi Ruier gave up the suggestion of the high-level guide without any consideration.

He felt that the boy was a very potential guide.

Once the final mark is formed, life and death will accompany each other. No matter whether one of the two parties dies, the other party will not be able to survive. A young man with a bright future should not be hanged by a man whose half of his body has already entered the grave body.

But after the young man came in, Cyril's heart still couldn't help being restless. He didn't open his eyes, but just listened with his ears. Unfortunately, his hearing has also deteriorated a lot. At first, he could barely hear what Sabine was saying. , but gradually, he could no longer hear the sound clearly, until the door was closed---someone left.

Xi Ruier only felt that his heart, which had not been disturbed for a long time, moved slightly again, and the boy went out like this?With some nostalgia, he felt the smell of the guide in the air with the remaining sentry consciousness, but before he could recover, the smell suddenly became stronger——

The guide came to him.

He was standing right next to him!

This awareness made Cyril's remaining mental power tremble almost crazily!Struggling with the black mist in his body, the collision of the two phases brought him great pain, but before he could recover, a foreign body sensation came over him.

...breather?Realizing that something had been injected into his mouth, Cyril subconsciously blocked his throat, held his breath and opened his eyes.

He hasn't had this feeling of being passive for a long time, what is the boy feeding him?poison?Psychokinesis?What is his purpose?Cyril's brain almost instinctively arranged countless possibilities, each of which was full of darkness.

Sabine made a mental link for him when he left, allowing him to send a signal to him or Mrs. Ole anytime, anywhere, as long as he presses that button in his mind, someone will come immediately.

But after opening his eyes and seeing the boy's face, Cyril's breath was suffocated.

This is the first time the boy is so close to him. He is not in a wheelchair. His fluffy and curly hair looks good to the touch. His fair skin and slender eyelashes seem to move at a high frequency due to nervousness. He lowers his head and seriously Looking at the cup in his hand.

This scene almost became a painting in Cyril's eyes.

Then, as if sensing something, the boy raised his head.

Cyril just like that, met the boy's black eyes, and had a panoramic view of his momentary panic and embarrassment.

Black hair and black eyes, a rare Asian, very beautiful...very cute.

Those eyes looked so clear even when they were flustered, recklessly smashing into the softest part of Cyril's heart.

It made him put away all his conspiratorial speculations in an instant, and then let go of his throat, allowing the inhaler to stimulate him to swallow the contents of the cup.

Seeing the boy's instantly relieved expression, Cyril deeply felt that he had made the right decision.

Zhou Yu didn't expect Cyril to wake up suddenly, but compared to this, he didn't expect that this person would choose to trust him to swallow things after waking up.

That's right, just when the swallowing value was reached, the instrument stopped suddenly, which was obviously the resistance consciousness of the "suctioned" person, but after only a few seconds of pause, Cyril turned to his eyes, face He allowed himself to drink the food without any red heart.

A full glass.

Looking at the bottom of the cup, Zhou Yu felt that it was a bit of a mixed bag. The cup was quite big. He scratched one of his fingers last night, so he drank it just like that. He didn't know if it would work.

Feeling that it was a bit awkward to stay in the room without saying a word, after putting the cup on the table, Zhou Yu pulled out the light panel, and smiled, "Hi, we met yesterday, I'm Zhou Yu. "

After finishing speaking, he didn't expect Cyril to come back either. The so-called loss of five senses is not just for fun.And the reason why he stayed in this room was naturally because he was waiting for Cyril's reaction.

As mentioned in the book, when the first stage is first implemented, there will definitely be reactions. Depending on the patient, the reactions will be different, but no matter what, there will definitely be reactions.

Sure enough, not a while after he put Walter down, Cyril's face suddenly changed. His eyes were first puzzled, then surprised, and finally unbelievable. The eyes that gathered all his emotions fell directly on Zhou. Yu body.

How is this going?It is precisely because the meridians are all corroded, so Cyril's perception of the meridians is actually a little better than ordinary people. For example, the things that have just been swallowed enter his body like a stream of clear water, deftly avoiding his body The toxin in his body reached every corner of his body. Although there were not many of them dispersed, Cyril only felt that his whole body seemed to be different at that moment.

It's hard to say clearly, but... He no longer feels the existence of his body like before!What the hell is this?Looking at the young man in front of him in surprise, there seemed to be a crack on Cyril's perennially paralyzed face.

"It will hurt," Zhou Yu knew that the juice was working when he saw Cyril's expression, and wrote on the bare board, "The poison in your body is not dead poison, but live poison. If you are conscious, you should be able to Feel it? So there's a good chance it will resist, and you'll have to bear with it."

Before Zhou Yu could finish reading Zhou Yu's words, a surge of pain swept through all the cells in Cyril's body. The toxin felt like something had broken into its domain, and it was crazily agitating. disturbed!Cyril had never suffered more pain than this moment before, but he felt extremely refreshed!Because this is the first time he feels that he has the power to resist. Although it is not strong, only a little bit, it is still there!At least make him feel like he's alive!

That clear and light current flowed in every corner of his body, resisting this offensive together with him, and the smell of that guide hovered in the air all the time, accompanying him through the pain.

Cyril instantly felt that he could bear the pain no matter how many times it increased.

This is a stage of strengthening the body. Yesa poison is the toxin that corrodes the inside of the human body, so strengthening the body is undoubtedly against him, but it must pass the first stage to suppress his toxicity, and then let the body have Enough possible to accept the second stage, to start the detoxification.

This process must have been very painful. After drinking the first cup, Cyril suffered from pain for half an hour before falling asleep.Zhou Yu sat next to him and stayed with him for half an hour.

The Yesa poison in Cyril's body is a living poison, and it is very likely that the Queen of the Worm Star injected her last touch of consciousness-linking poison into it, so when it attacked Cyril frantically, it did not let go of Zhou Yu who was on the side. .

But Zhou Yu remembered Sabine's words, and felt that he would make Cyril feel better if he stayed here, and it was the first time he gave Cyril the potion, so he had to see that the other party was fine, so he didn't Walk.

Forcibly withstood the pressure until Cyril fell asleep before taking a deep breath.

After recovering a little bit of strength, Zhou Yu lifted the thin quilt from Cyril's body and looked at the wound on his waist.There is still a dense black hovering over it, but if you look carefully, you will find that there are tiny traces of green beside the black mist.

Even though it's small, it's there.

A smile flashed across Zhou Yu's eyes, he knew he had succeeded.After taking the first step, everything after that is easy to handle.

So he picked up the quilt on the side table, jumped off the chair, and walked outside with weak legs.