I thought my husband was dying

That night Zhou Yu didn't wait until very late to come to Cyril, and in the end he was so sleepy that he slowly crawled on the table and fell asleep.

When he was half asleep, he was suddenly woken up by someone, his whole body was full of cleverness, and the name that had risen to his throat was almost blurted out, but what he saw was Xia Xiaohu's face.

Holding back the three words that were about to come out, and with a heavy heart, Zhou Yu rubbed his eyes and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Thanks, Xie Ling is awake!" Xia Xiaohu said excitedly.

who?Zhou Yu stared blankly at Xia Xiaohu for a long time, then he had a flash of inspiration and finally remembered, isn't this the name of the guide downstairs?

All of a sudden, his sanity returned, Zhou Yu stood up and quickly packed his toolbox into his bag, then followed Xia Xiaohu and rushed out of the room, only to find two guards standing at the door.

One of them reached out to help Zhou Yu carry his backpack, but the latter refused without a trace. After squinting at the man, Zhou Yu quickened his pace and came to the second floor.

It was still a familiar room. There was already a large group of people around the door, guards and researchers. Cyril, Professor Witt, and Damon Winning the Lottery were also standing at the door, all looking in with serious faces.

Xi Ruier quickly spotted Xia Xiaohu who was running this way, and Zhou Yu behind him. When his eyes fell on Zhou Yu, he tapped lightly, and then took half a step back without saying a word.

Zhou Yu's pupils shrank, and the feeling that something was wrong intensified again. He was not delusional, this guy Cyril was really avoiding him!

He really wanted to rush up and grab the man by the collar to question him, but it was clearly not the time to do this, Zhou Yu took a deep breath, turned around and made a gesture to rush in directly.

Xi Ruier's eyelids twitched instantly. Although he had done countless psychological constructions for himself before this moment, he still couldn't help but grabbed Zhou Yu at this moment, and said in a calm voice, "Put on the sterile Take it and go in."

Only then did Zhou Yu stop, and turned his head to take a deep look at Cyril. Wasn't it awkward without saying a word?I don't know which dead end to get into, so I still have time to care about him?

"Oh," thinking about it, the clothes still have to be worn, Zhou Yu responded, and handed over his tool bag, "Get it for me."

Cyril stretched out his hand subconsciously, and immediately put it back when he regained consciousness, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he raised his head to recruit a guard, Zhou Yu narrowed his eyes, pretending, pretending!Let you pretend!

Then without thinking about it, he lifted the backpack, stuffed it directly into Cyril's arms, and then let it go immediately. Seeing the appearance of Cyril catching the things in a hurry, the corners of his lips curled up, and he put on the sterile suit seriously Go up, and take a look at the situation inside the glass window by the way.

Xie Ling had indeed woken up, his complexion looked a lot better than before, probably because he had been fed the nutrient solution, and he no longer looked gloomy, but those eyes were extremely dull, staring at Looking at the ceiling, if you don't look at the slight rise and fall of the chest, it is no different from a dead body.

"Did someone go in and talk to her?" Zhou Yu stretched out his hand, ticked Xi Ruier, and signaled him to hand over the bag.

"I," Lieutenant General Damon raised his hand, "I, I wanted to, but Captain Virginia refused."

Virginia on the side kicked Lieutenant General Damon's leg when he heard the words, and whispered, "Fatty."

"That's what it is." Lieutenant General Damon smiled. He and Virginia were considered life-and-death friends. They had gone through countless battles, and they were both able-bodied under Cyril's back then.

The only difference is Damon's background. In fact, if he had to say, it would be best to fight under Cyril, as he hated using his brain the most.But as the second son of Marshal Sada, he had to, and must, support himself.

"En." Zhou Yu responded, and looked back at Cyril, only to see that he was lowering his eyes, his long eyelashes blocked his eyes, but he could faintly see the storm, so Zhou Yu immediately raised his voice and said something , "Give it to me?"

Cyril pursed his lips and handed the box to Zhou Yu. His expression looked as if he had been greatly wronged. Even though it was fleeting, Zhou Yu still keenly captured it.

With a sneer, he thought that this guy could not get out of the cliff again, but he didn't dare to lose his temper at Zhou Yu if he couldn't get out, so he could only endure the humiliation with great difficulty, just wait, and deal with Xie Ling's matter in a while, Just drag this guy back to the room to smoke.

The sentinel kept throwing tantrums, most of which were due to itching and needing to be beaten, and a pump would be enough.

Zhou Yu thought so, then carried his toolbox on his back, and groaned into the glass room. Xia Xiaohu had the experience last time, and this time he volunteered to go in. After all, he also witnessed that little fetus yesterday. Resurrection Panorama had a special concern for the child's mother. Zhou Yu understood and didn't stop him.

And because the woman inside looks too non-aggressive to be scary.In addition, everyone was very curious about Zhou Yu's treatment method yesterday, so many researchers were eager to move. You looked at me and I looked at yours, and they rubbed towards the glass room one by one.

Seeing this, Lieutenant General Damon also took a step forward, reaching out to take the sterile suit, but was stopped by Zhou Yu, who had regained his senses.

"Why? Do you want to come in?" Zhou Yu scanned the crowd, "What are you going in to see? Exhibits?"

The researcher choked up, and Lieutenant General Damon froze.

"Thinking about a girl's house, what do you think when you wake up and see a bunch of you guys?" Zhou Yu said coldly, "What should I do if I get scared?"

The researchers immediately took a step back in unison, and Lieutenant General Damon also decisively gave up the sterile suit in his hand.

Zhou Yu scanned them around, stretched out his hand and nodded, "The more famous one, Cyril, Professor Witt, come in."

He and Xia Xiaohu seemed too unreliable, adding these two might ease the mood a little.

Professor Witt walked up, and Cyril was entangled in the same place for half a minute. Under the urging of Professor Witt, he had to follow up. Zhou Yu was almost amused by his very disobedient expression.

This person continued to work hard, and once he entered, he would hide in the corner and pretend to be a wallflower, and Zhou Yu didn't bother to care.

He lowered his body and checked the woman's eyes. Under the strong light, those dim eyes narrowed slightly. After repeatedly confirming that all the indicators were fine, Zhou Yu also finished recording, so he took a step back, and then casually searched for a chair to sit on.

"Hi, Miss Xie, I'm Zhou Yu, a researcher at the Yuanxing Supervision Institute. Although I know that your situation is not very good, I think it is necessary to remind you," Zhou Yu said, and paused, "You child is still alive."

Xie Ling's dull eyes lit up the moment he heard these words, and his skinny body trembled instantly. After a long time, he moved his red eye circles, turned his gaze to Zhou Yu, and slid his throat up and down , It took a long time to spit out a hoarse and vague sentence, "Really, really...?"

"Really," Zhou Yu nodded, "I can take you to see him, but only after you cooperate with the examination and take the medicine."

Zhou Yu had already prepared the medicine. The poison on Xie Ling's body was very, very rare, almost nonexistent, so after much deliberation, Zhou Yu always felt that there was no need for a medicine with such a powerful effect as pills, so he took a first-stage medicine. Just stabilize it.

Cyril had taken the drug at that stage, and it was guaranteed that there would be no major side effects.

As soon as Xie Ling heard that Zhou Yu was able to take him to see his son, he immediately ignored everything and accepted any examination and medicine. Zhou Yu also added some herbs that can relax and warm the female body to the medicine that Zhou Yu prepared for her. As soon as Xie Ling drank it, she instantly felt hot all over, and that comfortable warm feeling flowed through every corner of her body.

It was too late to think about what was going on, or whether she was used as a test product, or whether it was all just a lie of the other party to trick her into drinking the medicine, Xie Ling, who was holding the last straw, dragged Zhou Yu's body. Sleeve, "I, my child..."

Zhou Yu was so dragged by her that he couldn't let go. Xia Xiaohu hurried up to take all the tools in Zhou Yu's hands, leaving him free to help Xie Ling up. It was at this time that Xie Ling saw the other man standing in the room. Two people, but it is impossible for any resident of the empire not to know two people.

Professor Witt glanced at Zhou Yu, and then nodded at her tenderly. Xie Ling's eye sockets were instantly wet. She reached out and grasped the corner of her clothes, forcing herself to assess her emotions, while looking almost expectantly at Zhou Yu. Zhou Yu looked at it, and it was obvious that the presence of Professor Witt and Cyril had greatly strengthened his trust in Zhou Yu.

After Zhou Yu put on the sterile suit for her, he pushed the wheelchair and took it all the way to the cultivation warehouse.

Seeing this, Lieutenant General Damon immediately followed up. Seeing Zhou Yu's thoughts, he tugged at him and said, "Just, just take her to see him like this? The condition of the fetus...would it scare her?"

He was too anxious, so he grabbed Zhou Yu with his palm and didn't let go.And Cyril walked behind, although the distance was a little far away, but his excellent eyesight still allowed him to stare at the hand through the gaps in the crowd. If eyes could kill, then Lieutenant General Damon's palm could be crushed. Chop into a meat paste.

But thinking of the decision he had made before, Cyril could only force himself to look away.

However, this kind of emotion is uncontrollable. One example is that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take it back. On the contrary, the fire in his stomach continued to burn more and more vigorously with time, until the hand finally left Zhou. Yu's wrist, Cyril silently looked away, and pinched his watch, feeling that his restraint was still very successful.

Zhou Yu on the other end gave Lieutenant General Damon a silent sideways glance, "How can a mother dislike this, it's best to see that the child is safe."

After speaking, he ignored Lieutenant General Damon, pushed Xie Ling, and walked to the cultivation warehouse at a faster pace.

Just like what he said, when Xie Ling saw such a small ball in the incubator, he finally couldn't help crying anymore, without any fear or fear of this deformed fetus.

She stretched out her skinny arms, and tried her best to surround the cultivation chamber. When her eyes fell on the small piece of white bone next to the fetus' pillow, her eyes froze, as if she understood something, and she cried even more sadly.

Zhou Yu stood far away, checked the condition of the fetus, then squinted his eyes, and ran to the side to check the monitoring again.

"His arms are merging." Zhou Yuchong said to Professor Witt who was standing next to him, "You see, they were very separated at the beginning, but now they have gradually merged in, and the distinction here is not so obvious. gone."

Professor Witt paused, "In other words, there is a possibility of recovery?"

Lieutenant General Damon on the side heard the word "recovery", and immediately moved forward. He was big, and accidentally bumped into Zhou Yu several times. Seeing this, Cyril behind him was about to suffer from internal injuries. You know, Damon This guy is his own soldier!

But no matter how internally injured, Cyril tried his best to restrain himself, held his neck high and refused to take a step forward, and silently chopped Damon's whole body into mud in his imagination.

Zhou Yu nodded. Not only is there a possibility of recovery, but the toxins on the child's body have obviously been cleaned up. This not only shows that the effect of the pill on the black mist is exactly the same as that stated in the book, but also shows that the child growth is no longer affected by poisons.

Thinking about the little guy's vitality is also really tenacious. When Xie Ling was poisoned, he was still an unformed baby, and he sucked all the mother's toxins. Only now can Xie Ling escape from the clutches of the poison so easily.But he became a mutant, he died as soon as he left the mother's body, but was resurrected by the impact of the pill on the energy core.

Now even the deformed figure is gradually disappearing. Looking at the glowing energy core in his stomach, it is enough to foresee how good the little guy will be as a sentinel in the future.

Looking at his father's backbone next to his pillow, Zhou Yu couldn't help but feel emotional for a while.

Let Xie Lingduo stay with the child for a while, Zhou Yu sent her back, met her reluctance and pleading eyes, Zhou Yu turned to look at the little fetus and said, "Hurry up and take care of your body, after You will be able to visit him more frequently, the toxins on his body have completely disappeared, and his physical signs have begun to recover, and when you recover, you should be able to watch him grow up day by day."

The last sentence completely stimulated Xie Ling. She immediately nodded her head a few times, and then reluctantly looked in the direction of the breeding warehouse a few more times, but she did not show any intention of going back, and was pushed into another clean room. In the glass room, he took off the sterile clothes on his body, and lay obediently on the bed.

He wrote a food and medicinal timetable next to him, and told Virginia to send the most trusted person to do it, and took a video to his room, watching Xie Ling fall asleep again, before Zhou Yu left the room.

"Her body, is she really, really okay?" Seeing Zhou Yu feeding the medicine several times, and the fact that Cyril was not controlled by the insect poison for some reason, Damon, no matter how thick his muscles were, came back to his senses , knowing that he must have some method, so he leaned in front of Zhou Yu and asked.

"Well, it should be fine after this period of time." Zhou Yu took a deep breath as he glanced at the other patients and researchers who were lying at the door and looking this way. Tone, forget it, the matter over there in the blue card area has not yet been completed, so we have to slow down here.

So I ignored the curious and probing eyes of those researchers, and decided to solve another matter first.Then he grabbed Cyril's sleeve and took him aside.

The crowd was very popular, but Zhou Yu didn't care.

You're married, what else is there to care about?Zhou Yu thought so.

Cyril seemed a little reluctant, but Zhou Yu was too strong this time, and he didn't dare to break free from Zhou Yu's hand, so he could only be dragged away so hard.

"The two of them... quarreled?" Lieutenant General Damon touched his bearded chin in doubt.

Virginia is also confused. The relationship between the two has always been very good. Why did it suddenly become like this?

Professor Witt smiled and gave them a push, "It's so late, it's time to go to bed, I still have work tomorrow morning."

After speaking, he left first.

Everyone only belatedly remembered that the professor's room was very close to the general's room, and it was the best distance for listening to the corner!

When they came back to their senses, they all expressed their begging to take it with them, but Professor Witt had already run away with oil on his feet.

Zhou Yu first dragged Cyril back to get some things, and then dragged him all the way back to his room. Halfway through, Cyril tried to break free several times, but was shocked by Zhou Yu's eyes. In the end, the two of them were like this Awkwardly and coyly, he came to Cyril's room.

As soon as the door was closed, Zhou Yu pushed Cyril onto the sofa and asked, "Tell me, what's going on in your mind?"

Cyril didn't look at him, she lowered her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking.

Zhou Yu was silent for a while, took off his shoes and sat on the sofa, then stretched out his foot and stepped on Cyril's stomach, "Speak."

Cyril finally looked up at him, and his eyes fell on Zhou Yu's face, "Should we be separated... for a while?"

In the end, he still left room for himself to linger, and added a time later.

He couldn't accept Zhou Yu being with others no matter what, and assuming he could come back from the battle, he could give Zhou Yu a stable future. The freedom is also very good.

Zhou Yu paused. He expected this guy to be on the edge of a corner, but he never expected that the other party had already gotten to this point. In an instant, he jumped up on the Internet in anger. After a long time, he asked in a low voice, "What do you say again?" once?"

Facing Zhou Yu's gaze, Cyril opened his mouth, feeling guilty for some reason, and couldn't speak out.

"Are you out of oxygen in your brain, Lord General, are you asking me if I want to separate? Or for a while, and what's the reason?" Zhou Yu stared at Cyril with eyes that seemed to be eating people.

"It's not safe to be with me," Cyril said.

"Oh? It's not safe to be with you, so who is it safe to be with?" Zhou Yu almost laughed out of anger.

Not with anyone.

Cyril was about to say this sentence, and finally suppressed it, so he lowered his eyes and did not speak.

"Aren't you annoying? Do you want to be together for a word? If you say no, I'll leave now!" Zhou Yu only felt angry. He wanted to leave at first, but stayed because of this guy. Yes, withstood the fear, made mental preparations, and even thought about the possible outcome of dying together, and accepted it.

In the end, I told him now that everything he did before was all his own wishful thinking, because he never thought about it at all!I don't care what you think at all!

The fiery slap hit Zhou Yu's face, but Cyril still didn't say a word. He finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted, "Since you think so, why did you come to provoke me in the first place?! Throw it away when it’s over, it’s fun, isn’t it! I chased you all the way from Capital Star, you should have told me earlier if you don’t want to be together!”

After Zhou Yu finished speaking, regardless of Cyril's astonished eyes, he took out a small box from his pocket, slammed it on him, then turned and ran away.

Just a fucking fool!He believed in the evil of ghosts, so he jumped in without hesitation.

Well now, he tried his best to stand shoulder to shoulder with that man one day, stand with him on the battlefield, face what he had to face, and try to help. He has done so much for this, and the research has never stopped , Even if it hurts, he endured it even if he was tired, just to fulfill his desire to stand on the battlefield again, he has done all kinds of psychological construction, but he doesn't need it at all, it's all because of his self-indulgence!

Zhou Yu's eyes were red, and the moment he turned around, tears came down. He gritted his teeth to keep himself from making a sound, and then quickly rushed out of the office.

The moment Zhou Yu turned around, Cyril jumped up from the sofa almost immediately and wanted to catch up, but he forced himself to stop halfway through the run, and stood in the corridor watching Zhou Yu's leaving back , His eyes darkened, and it felt as if a piece of his heart had been hollowed out, empty and painful.

He lowered his head and opened the locked small box, only to see two round and clear pills were quietly placed there.

Cyril remembered that the one that was fed to the little fetus looked like this, but this one was much bigger.

He even carefully wrote a note with a pen, "You can only eat one at a time. If the energy core is not fully recovered, then eat half a pill. One and a half is the most, and you can't eat more of the rest."

The tone was very gentle, and it could be seen that Zhou Yu finally managed to take two pills, the kind of mood that could finally restore Cyril to health.

Cyril knew that it was difficult for Zhou Yu to make this thing, and he didn't know how much effort he had spent before he made it in the fastest time and gave it to him.

The hand hanging on the side of the leg gradually clenched into a fist, and suddenly slammed it on the wall, and the man's extremely angry but helpless roar came from the room.