I thought my husband was dying

After Zhou Yu found a few pieces of grass, he discussed with Sabine the plants that Clinton needed to buy, and then asked if there were any silver sticks and the like.

As a result, everyone immediately looked at the direction of the levitating car with a mosaic face, and then looked at him again, with unanimous expressions, especially Lin Feng, who thought of something, couldn't hold back a snort and laughed out loud.

Zhou Yu asked for a long time, but no one explained to him, so he could only go back to the suspension car with a confused face. After being asked by Cyril, he continued to tell Cyril what happened with a confused face.

The admiral didn't say anything after listening, and stretched out his hand to help Zhou Yu fasten his seat belt. Then he stepped on the gas pedal and drove Zhou Yu back to the Clinton Palace.

Zhou Yu: "...Isn't it good to just leave like this?"

Cyril: "It's okay, it's not far to go back."

The meaning is to let them exercise, keep fit, and live a green life.

Zhou Yu: ...They drove the suspension car for four or ten minutes, so it's not far? !Sure enough, the admiral had a needle in the bottom of his heart, and his childhood sweethearts and direct subordinates all took it.

Zhou Yu's gaze towards Xi Ruier was filled with awe.

Cyril: ...

After going back, he found that Mr. Chen was the only one in the Clinton Palace. As soon as he entered the door, he told Zhou Yu that Yanyu had arrived, and then asked him very enthusiastically if he needed any help.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Zhou Yu always felt that the way Mr. Chen looked at him was different from before, that kind of passion... Cough, it was the feeling of being too passionate, as if he could be touched at any time, and he could bear it. I couldn't help shrinking in the direction of Cyril.

But when Mr. Chen took him to see Yanyanyu, he still swallowed his saliva and struggled for a long time. He decided to fill up the potholes on Xi Ruier's body first, and then make Yanyanyu later to please Mr. Cat.

"Is there anything you need, young master?" Elder Chen asked.

Speaking of it, Mr. Chen was a noble housekeeper all his life. Seeing that he was strong, he seemed to see that Zhou Yu didn't like the title of "little lady". Coupled with Mrs. Ou Lei's acquiescence, he changed the title. Became a young master.

Zhou Yu said that this title is very useful, but Mr. Chen is an old man, even if he is called A Yu, he will respond.

So after thinking about it, he asked Mr. Chen to get some disinfectant, and the method he gave was a simplified version. He was not familiar with many things here, so he didn't dare to add them randomly.

After that, the two of them went back to Zhou Yu's room nearby. Zhou Yu found some dry ground leaves and ground it and ate it. This is a very simple treatment for his throat, because his throat has been in extreme recuperation for the past two days, so he basically didn't talk about it. After all, it has almost recovered, the main reason is that it is still a little fragile, after drinking it, it can basically talk, although the voice is still very hoarse, but at least it is not so troublesome to use bare boards.

Sitting while pounding the medicine with a quick vibrator, he said in his half-broken voice without looking back, "Take off your clothes."

Cyril: "..."

It seems that he still doesn't understand why Zhou Yu can speak suddenly, although his voice is still a little...

But after thinking about Zhou Yu's actions just now, he can kind of understand it.He used to think that Zhou Yu just had a way to heal his injury, but he didn't expect that Zhou Yu also had a way to heal him in other directions.I couldn't help but look at him twice more, and felt that his serious appearance was quite amusing, so I continued to look at him twice more before starting to undress.

Zhou Yu had made Tianzhicao and Jinbian medicine mixture before, so he was no stranger to doing it again. After he skillfully pounded the medicine that he thought was about the same amount, he turned his head and looked, his expression froze.

I saw Cyril walking towards the reclining chair by the window with his back turned to him. He had already taken off his clothes after listening to Zhou Yu's words. Looking from behind, this man's figure was even better, and his body without scars It looks much better, especially with his exercise, the muscles of the upper body are moving regularly, which makes Zhou Yu unable to look away, only feeling that the tip of his nose is hot.

Sniffing his nose, he turned his gaze away with difficulty, slandered that this person's figure was too good, and then lowered his head to look at his own small body, not to mention short, his stomach was soft, let alone abs, it was simply nothing.

People are more angry than others, Zhou Yu felt that he was destined to be the one who was angry, so he forced himself not to look, and then took a small bowl of medicine and a lot of cotton-like things he found, and started to make cotton swabs .

There is no medicinal cotton swab like before, so I can only assemble it myself. At the same time, Mr. Chen also came in with disinfectant.

This is the only good thing about the high-tech world. It takes only a few minutes to do this little thing.

He moved a small chair and sat next to Cyril, asked Mr. Chen to put the disinfectant on the ground, and didn't let him leave again. He thought that one day he would not be at Clinton's house, and someone had to watch and learn what to do. Treat Cyril's wounds.

After receiving Zhou Yu's message that he didn't intend to let him go out, Mr. Chen immediately found an unobtrusive corner and stood still, and then became a wallflower very professionally.

Zhou Yu looked down at the intertwined wounds on Cyril's body, and frowned. It was no different from the ones just now. In fact, some wounds were more severe, and some were mixed with sweat, which looked a bit bad.

Stained with disinfectant, he helped Cyril wash those relatively small wounds first.

Of course, this disinfectant is not formal, it only achieved his purpose of eliminating the bacteria on the wound, and it could not be completely eliminated. In addition, many wounds on Cyril's body were too deep, so it could only have some superficial effects , and it still hurts.

However, from the beginning to the end, there was no expression of pain on Cyril's face. Thinking of the scene on the suspension car, knowing that he should be used to this kind of pain, Zhou Yu didn't ask any more, and quickly helped Cyril with his hands and feet. The wound was sterilized, and the technique was used as gently as possible.

"Have you ever helped others like this before?" Cyril suddenly said.

"Yes." After all, he is a doctor, so he must have done this kind of thing too much, Zhou Yu replied without thinking, and when his brain turned around, he quickly added, "...for my mother's pet. "

"Didn't bring it?"

"Going away." There seemed to be a white cat in the memory, but after Mrs. Orr left, the cat disappeared from the memory of the original owner, so let's say it's gone.

Xi Ruier stared at Zhou Yu's way of lowering his head to help him clean the wound carefully for a long time, and he could almost clearly see his curled eyelashes. When he thought that this was his matching guide---although he hadn't marked it yet, he was even very He might not be able to mark him for the rest of his life, but suddenly his chest felt hot and he called out, "Ah Yu."

"Yeah." Zhou Yu was no stranger to this address, and subconsciously answered, his hands paused subconsciously, then he frowned, and slapped Cyril's arm, "Don't mutter, I'm doing something, noisy."

Old Chen who was at the side couldn't help looking at the two young men coldly.

"Ayu ---" came again.

"Hey." Zhou Yu replied helplessly, thinking that this person is like a child who is crying and screaming, but only when there is the sound of the door being opened behind him, he reacts abruptly. The voice just now was not Cyril's, but Mrs. Ole's!

It wasn't a big deal, but Zhou Yu suddenly realized that Zhou Yu still couldn't hold on. With a trembling hand, the disinfectant in his hand was flipped out, and he immediately leaned forward to pick it up subconsciously---

So what Mrs. Ole saw when she entered the room was such a scene. Her son was lying on the deck chair, with his upper body naked and no clothes on. I was standing next to him, watching with surprise on my face.

"Ah..." Mrs. Ou Lei looked at Zhou Yu's body that was belatedly standing at attention, and smiled very understandingly, covering half of her face with one hand, "Ah Yu, I can go back first in this situation. Chen Old, young couple, why are you still here?"

Mr. Chen immediately bowed in the direction of Ou Lei, with an unconcealable smile on his face, and walked towards the door, "No, no, Ma'am is not like that, I, I will give Cyril the medicine Mr. Chen is here to help..." Zhou Yu blushed a little, stopped Mr. Chen, and turned his head to wink at Xi Ruier, but the latter lay there openly pretending not to hear, and seemed to be Staring at him with great interest, to see how he would explain it? !

Hehe, he has seen through this person.

"I understand. After I'm done in a while, come upstairs and look for me, please? Cyril knows which room I'm in." After Madam Ou Lei finished speaking, she gave Zhou Yu a playful look, then turned around and walked away. gone.

Zhou Yu was left begging for an explanation, but the door was still mercilessly closed. In the end, Zhou Yu could only give Xi Ruier a hard look, and then squatted down to pick up the medicine from the ground.But Mr. Chen was faster than him. In the time he picked up the bottle, Mr. Chen had already treated the water on the ground.

Zhou Yu glanced at him angrily and said, "Your mother misunderstood."

"You mind?" Cyril glanced at him.

Mind, he has nothing to do with Cyril, he will elope in the future, if people think that he has ruined Cyril's innocence and force him to take responsibility, then what should we do.Although he is indeed very interested in this person, he is also a man of principle!

However, Zhou Yu's slander belongs to his slander, and these words were not uttered in the end.

Putting the disinfectant back in place, he used his own special cotton swab to dip some of the medicine on the other side, found a relatively small open wound on Cyril's body, and dipped it little by little.

The position of the wound was quite low, so both Cyril and Mr. Chen could clearly see that after Zhou Yu slid his drug-stained hand on it, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Get up, and in the end, there is not even a trace of scar left!The two looked at all this in surprise, and looked at Zhou Yu in disbelief.

Old Chen covered his mouth with one hand and almost cried out, but those eyes still fully expressed his surprise.

After he knew that Zhou Yu was responsible for the healing of Sir Sirel's illness, he thought that Zhou Yu just had a set of secret recipes to cure Sirel's poison, but he didn't expect to dabble in this aspect at all, and the effect was even so good!That's what happened in the blink of an eye just now!

Old Chen has lived to such an advanced age, and he also knows something about imperial medicine, but he has never seen such a miraculous effect, and he was so surprised that he couldn't even speak.

When his wife hinted at him before, he only thought that the young master had a bit of supernatural power, but he didn't expect it to reach this level. If the treatment method can be popularized, then...

Cyril, who was being treated on the recliner, was also very complicated. When Zhou Yu said that he would treat his wound, he thought it was just a relief, and it might stop the bleeding, but he never thought that the effect would be so wonderful that there was no scar at all. up.

For so many years before, the empire conducted many experiments in secret, just to find a way to heal the soldiers on the battlefield. Otherwise, if they were injured, they would end up on the field. No matter how strong the empire’s combat power was, it would be useless. Many soldiers even had some minor injuries. The wounds on the wounds plus infection, died suddenly, how much combat power was lost?

However, since the major medical accident a thousand years ago, the empire has exhausted everything, and has never found a way to treat the wound.

Coincidentally, the situation of the entire Interstellar Alliance is basically the same in this regard, except that some shapeshifters have their own treatment plans, and there is a galaxy of human races that do not have a state of mutation and evolution. Sentinel-guided galaxies have nothing to do about it.

until today.

Seeing Zhou Yu's actions, Xi Ruier suppressed the overwhelming waves in his heart. He opened his mouth to ask Zhou Yu how to make this medicine, but he couldn't say it for a long time.

The more he understood the importance of this kind of medical skill to the empire, the more he could not speak. On the one hand, he didn't want to test Zhou Yu. He knew what kind of responsibility it would be and how difficult it would be. However, on the other hand, On the one hand, they are worried about the next war of the empire.

However, when Zhou Yu began to heal the second wound, he himself suddenly said, "Mix together the juice of Tianzhicao and Jinbian, pound Tianzhicao first, then Jinbian, and use the most primitive method of pounding medicine." , it is best not to see the light, it can heal the not too serious wound outside the skin."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to a deep scar in the middle of Cyril's chest and said, "This kind of wound that hurts the bone won't work, you need to add another medicine."

When Mr. Chen behind him heard this, he immediately took out his small notebook and wrote down every word carefully.

Sirel paused, "You..."

"Why? Didn't you want to ask this?" Zhou Yu raised his eyes and glanced at him, "If you want to ask, just ask, I didn't hide it from you when I brought the medicine, so there's no need for such a thing, Mrs. Ou Lei Already know it?"

Zhou Yu really didn't want to hide this book, he wouldn't make it public, but he didn't intend to deliberately hide it from the Clinton family.This book is the treasure of the empire, and he also knows the importance of this book to a place where medical skills are lacking, so he didn't intend to keep it for himself from the beginning.

Zhou Yu doesn't want to be a hero, but he is still willing to do what he can to help others.

It took a long time for Cyril's Adam's apple to move, "...she knows Mrs. Orr."

Nodding, Zhou Yu said, "Well, I guessed it."

The little white rabbit's leg is healed. As the owner, Mrs. Ou Lei couldn't have found it, but she couldn't find it for a long time, or she didn't know that he did it. This should be ruled out. If she didn't know, the rabbit's leg Suddenly, such a strange thing got better, why should I send a trustworthy person to squat and guard at the Clinton Palace every day to see what's going on, but look later, there was no one in the Clinton Palace except him and Cyril for several days. The third person, it is not difficult to guess that this is obviously giving him space.

That's another possibility. Mrs. O'Lei knew it was him and roughly knew where this kind of medical skill came from, so she felt relieved about it.

Think about it, the book was left by Mrs. Auer, and the skills of the things that the original owner can see with his eyes are unlikely to be Zhou Chengbang's blood, otherwise this guy must have sold it for money in exchange for rights, so there are nine out of ten. Mrs. Orr's blood was gone.

Seeing Zhou Yu's earnest and seemingly unconcerned appearance, Cyril stared at it for a long time, as if wanting to reflect this face in his heart, and took a long time to look away. The young man has a bright future, just like the old Lin Chengzhi, the father of mechs and the mother of the empire, but he is no longer that thunderous general.

When rushing towards the queen bee, Cyril regarded that move as his end, even if he woke up with nothing.However, when facing this dazzling young man, his heart felt as if he was being scratched by a small claw. At this moment, having nothing was like bad news to him.

However, before he finished thinking, Zhou Yu slapped him on the arm. Cyril was stunned, and raised his head, just in time to meet the young man's full eyes.

"What are you thinking, Lord General?" Zhou Yu patted the armrest of the recliner, smiled at him, and said, "Young people must be happy and optimistic, life will be interesting."

This sentence was so old-fashioned that Old Chen couldn't help but smile and look this way, and suddenly felt that this young master and his eldest young master deserved to be matched by the mastermind. It needs the carelessness of the young master to synthesize it.

In Cyril's eyes, that smile seemed to glow under the refraction of the sun, he just looked at it like that, and then couldn't look away.