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This kind of thing again?

Lu Twelve frowned, and was about to ask further questions. At this time, the door of the consulting room behind him opened, and Wu Yu and a few flushed little nurses came out. Layers of gauze fell on the arm that fell on the chest, and after a moment he said, "Why is it wrapped like this? The doctor said your arm is fine."

"Why are you alright?" Wu Yu glanced at Lu Twelve, "It's broken, I've said it's a fractured bone."

Lu Twelve turned his head to look at the old doctor—he saw for a moment that the old doctor seemed to want to say something, but his eyes flickered when he looked at Wu Yu behind him, and the next second He put down the pen he was writing in his hand, turned his eyes back to the face of the black-haired young man who was looking at him with a probing face, and said in a slow voice: "I told you that before, because I was afraid that you would worry about Mr. Wu. The situation only lied to you, now it seems that he doesn't want to hide from you, sorry."

"it does not matter."

Lu Twelve smiled and nodded, thanked the old doctor, and then walked out of the hospital side by side with Wu Yu—it was already almost sunset, and it would be unnecessary to go back to the Eudemons recycling bin, Wu Yu offered to send Lu Twelve back Well, Lu Twelve did not refuse, the two sat in the car in silence for a while, Wu Yu turned her head and asked gently: "What's wrong? I haven't spoken since just now, are you upset that the doctor lied to you..."

"I'm just a little worried." Lu Twelve turned his head, stared at Wu Yu and said expressionlessly, "Will he be affected by hypnotism once he is old, will it be bad for his health?"

After Lu Twelve said that, Wu Yu was taken aback for a moment, then as if he had realized what he said just now, he said with a smile: "Doesn't hypnosis only appear in novels?"

"It's probably like this for humans, but it seems to be different for Eudemons?"

"What?" Wu Yu turned her head slightly, and looked at the black-haired young man beside her as if she thought it was very interesting, "You doubt me?"

"..." Lu Twelve looked at the corners of his slightly raised lips, and suddenly felt a little cold. His hands that were originally in his trouser pockets tightened and then relaxed. The window was raised again, and while looking at the man in the car through the reflection of the window glass, he said, "Sarjaye said that because of the influence of certain forces in my body, there will be some injuries when the phantom beast approaches me." It’s a strange thing to get a reply, but as far as I know, this ability is useless to human beings, so——Your injury was obviously serious before, and the doctor said you were fine just now, which is very contradictory, Mr. Wu, if you don’t mind If so, can I kiss you and tell me, are you an awakened Eudemons?"

Lu Twelve spoke slowly and gently, and his tone was gentle, not offensive at all—Wu Yu felt comfortable listening to him, but he heard Lu Twelve say that "the body is affected by certain forces" At this time, the arc of the lip corners seems to be slightly expanded with interest.

But after a long time, Lu Twelve heard him say——

"No."

Lu Twelve heaved a sigh of relief, and he didn't know how he was feeling right now—he didn't completely believe what Wu Yu said, but after what happened to Ilya, he really didn't want another person to appear around him inexplicably. The thing like awakening the Eudemons happened again, so right now, he found that he seemed to want to hear a negative answer...

Not necessarily true though.

Lu Twelve was in a daze, at this time he heard a rustling sound from behind, he turned around, and when he saw Wu Yu's movement behind him, he exclaimed in astonishment: "What are you doing?"

Lu Twelve saw that Wu Yu was burying his head in unwrapping the bandage he had just wrapped. The bandage was taken off one by one, exposing the splint inside. When Wu Yu took off the splint, the inside was blue, yellow and red. It was black, with the color left by disinfectant and alcohol, as well as red, swollen and broken skin - the condition of the injured part looked more terrifying than before entering the hospital. Lu Twelve's eyes widened slightly, and his brain hadn't had time to start. After turning around, Wu Yu pointed to his evenly distributed muscles, but at this moment it was a bit horrible and said: "Did you see, I didn't lie to you."

The blue veins on Lu Twelve's forehead twitched: "... wrap it up quickly!"

Even so, the tone of the black-haired young man's words at this moment sounds obviously a lot more relaxed.

Lu Twelve didn't expect Wu Yu to have this kind of personality—to put it simply, he can't tolerate a little sand in his eyes, and he likes to break through the casserole and ask the end of everything, whether it is for others or himself—this is very similar to Sha Jiaye. It's different, Shakya belongs to the kind of "I have something to hide from you, but I may not tell you, you can guess whatever you want, but it may not be right", it is really tormenting people.

Thinking of this, Lu Twelve couldn't help but sigh: However, because it was Shakya, and he made a fortune, there was nothing he could do.

……

It was probably because he was frightened by the "rogue adopters" during the day, or it was possible that the fright came from Sharjaya. After saying goodbye to Wu Yu and returning home, Lu Twelve became seriously ill, with a fever of 41 degrees, which scared his teammates. He was half dead, and he was sent to the Royal Hospital overnight——Because of going through the back door, Lu Twelve got a special care unit, took medicine and had antipyretic injections. He vaguely heard someone whispering in a low voice outside the ward.

It seemed that the doctor was explaining why his high fever persisted, and he also said that he didn’t know why the medicine didn’t have much effect on his body, so even the fever-reducing injections took effect very slowly——Lu Twelve’s eyelids trembled , I want to tell those people that I am really embarrassed that he came from 500 years ago, it was an era full of various antibiotics and hormones, so...

For a person like him, it is inevitable that such a mild medicine, the earth in 500 years, will take effect slowly.

But as time went by, Lu Twelve found that not only could he not get up and tell the doctor about his condition, it was probably because the medicine or the needle contained sleeping ingredients. He felt his head getting heavier and heavier, and then, it even turned into He couldn't hear what the people outside the house were saying.

Everything that happened next was like going through a thrilling ghost press——

In a daze, Lu Twelve felt that he felt the door of his ward was pushed open, and a person walked in from the outside—almost subconsciously, he felt that the person was not a doctor or a nurse, and Lu Twelve wanted to open his eyes. He opened his eyes to see who that person was, but his eyelids were extremely heavy, but when that person approached and stood quietly beside his bed and looked at him, he suddenly smelled a vaguely familiar breath into his body. in the nose.

"Hmm..."

The breath on that person made the black-haired young man who was half asleep and half awake slightly frown, but at this moment, his whole body seemed to be completely trapped in a sticky quagmire, unable to struggle, and his limbs were so weak that it was as if his bones had been pulled out. As if—he just felt that the man stood by his bed and looked at him for a while. After a while, he lowered his head, and gently brushed away the soft black hair on his forehead with his rough fingertips. Twelve felt a cool wind blowing across his forehead...

Immediately afterwards, the finger did not move away, as if possessed, it slid down his forehead to the bridge of his nose, the tip of his nose, and his lips. The finger seemed to be on his lips with interest. After playing for a while, just as Lu Twelve hummed dissatisfiedly because of this strange touch, the finger moved away, and before he had time to take a breath, the next second, he felt something cold and slippery. She leaned forward and sucked his lips that were a little dry due to the heat.

The slippery saliva seemed to relieve Lu Twelve's aching pain in time due to chapped lips.

Moreover, Lu Twelve vaguely felt that the man seemed to be pouring something sweet into his mouth by touching their lips——Lu Twelve thought subconsciously with a "huh" He wanted to refuse, but the person pressing on him was very domineering. Realizing his resistance, he not only bit his lower lip as if punishing him, but even stuck a finger in and pressed the tip of his tongue , forcing him to swallow that strange cold liquid...

Cherry flavor, a bit pungent.

Like the worst fruit wine in the world.

In a daze, Lu Twelve felt his heart beating very fast—this dream was too real, he could clearly hear JAY yelling at Sabak outside, "Why isn't Brother Cai coming?" In a world, everything seemed so quiet and peaceful - the man squeezed Lu Twelve's chin to make him open his mouth to accept his request. When Lu Twelve was forced to swallow the little liquid in his mouth, not long after , the lips moved away from his lips...

After a pause, move to his chin, earlobe, neck...

Lu Twelve could only feel where the wet kiss fell, causing him to shiver uncontrollably.

"Oh, woo, Brother Cai..."

When a groan that seemed to be in a dream escaped vaguely from the corners of his lips, Lu Twelve was regretting what he was saying, but at this moment, he clearly felt that the person pressing on him stopped suddenly... It's just that It was only a pause of a few seconds, and the situation that followed seemed a little out of control—the person pressing on him seemed to be a little out of control, and his kiss became more and more intense, sweeping like a storm!

The arm around Lu Twelve's waist also tightened, as if he was going to trample him into his own body... Lu Twelve's heart beat faster, and he felt his tight fit The heart beat powerfully in that chest.

This dream is really too real, so real that it is frightening.

The man pulled away Lu Twelve's collar with his slender and slightly cold fingertips, exposing a large area of ​​his skin. Lu Twelve was surprised that the cold touch seemed so real, and when the kiss fell on the He gasped when one side of his chest bulged.

When that strange hand penetrated from the hem of his hospital gown and wandered wantonly on his body, Lu Twelve was embarrassed to find that he actually reacted.

...In winter, he actually had a dream.

Fuck you.

As Lu Twelve struggled, his breathing became more and more rapid, and he began to try to wake up from the dream—and the person who was pressing on him seemed to realize his intention, and was becoming more and more presumptuous There was also a slight pause in the movement, and he raised his body slightly—at this moment, Lu Twelve suddenly heard the voices of people outside the room getting closer and closer, JAY was talking quickly, and seemed to start turning the doorknob of his ward .

Under the tightly closed eyes of the black-haired young man, the eyeballs trembled.

When JAY pushed the door and entered, Lu Twelve woke up.

He opened his eyes and found that sweat had soaked his hospital gown, and a cool breeze blowing from the window brushed his cheeks, making him feel refreshed. He blinked and watched JAY walk into the room , hurriedly came to the window where the curtain was blown flying, and muttered: "Which careless nurse opened the window and didn't close it. I said that the patient needs to be ventilated, isn't it so ventilated? It's so cold outside, people They were all blown to death..."

As he spoke, he turned around and looked at Lu Twelve who was lying on the bed. His thoughts stopped abruptly, and JAY blinked: "How do you feel?"

At this moment, Sabak also opened the door and walked in. His eyes flickered, and he didn't even seem to dare to look into Lu Twelve's eyes. This is strange. Lu Twelve glanced at him curiously. His voice was terribly hoarse, he babbled, and found that there seemed to be no strange residual cherry flavor in his mouth, so he frowned and looked at JAY in confusion and asked, "Did anyone come here just now?"

At this time, JAY was pouring water for Lu Twelve. Hearing this, he paused in his hands, turned his head and looked at Lu Twelve hesitantly, and suddenly thought of something, and glared at Uncle Sabak.

Lu Twelve felt that JAY seemed to have misunderstood him...

"Wait," Lu Twelve said awkwardly, "I'm not expecting..."

"My lord, after returning from the Eudemons recycling station this afternoon, he directly boarded the battleship and went to Gamma A planet. I heard that a special research station has been established around the Gamma R solution. He needs to go and check it out." Shabak The uncle scratched his head a little irritatedly, and the prickly hair was scratched by him - it was the first time Lu Twelve saw him showing this appearance, and before he had time to say anything, he heard Uncle Shabak paused Finally, he said dully, "My lord knows about your illness."

"Well," Lu Twelve said calmly, "I met him at the Eudemons Recycle Bin this afternoon."

"Oh, that's it." Uncle Shabak nodded, "I'll bring you some Valteron's medicine tomorrow, it's very effective for reducing fever, I'm too busy today—"

JAY frowned: "Whoever wants your dog to take medicine, don't mess around, just roll away."

Uncle Shabak closed his mouth helplessly, turned his head and gave JAY a sideways glance—the latter ignored him at all, put his hand on Lu Twelve's forehead and touched it, then withdrew his hand, Looking at Uncle Shabak expressionlessly, he said, "Lu Youqian's fever has subsided, go and call the doctor."

Uncle Shabak seemed to want to say "Go by yourself", but after thinking about it, he stood up helplessly, and his tall back seemed very aggrieved and disappeared behind the door - when he left, he didn't forget to slam the door Loudly to express their dissatisfaction.

Only JAY and Lu Twelve were left in the ward. JAY teased the black-haired young man for his "indestructible steel body". He was so frightened that his fever subsided so quickly, and the two chattered a lot. No - the atmosphere of the whole chat was relatively relaxed, but Lu Twelve could clearly feel that JAY was avoiding any questions about Sharjah, although in fact he had just heard that Jay was yelling at Sabak outside about Sharjah "It doesn't matter whether Lu Twelve lives or dies, it's just scum."

I don't know if it is the content of the dream.

Seeing that Lu Twelve's fever had subsided, JAY heaved a sigh of relief and decided to open a rest area in a hotel near the hospital. Lu Twelve took a shower to wash off the sweat from his body, and when he lay back on the hospital bed, he actually felt refreshed. good--

He knew who the man in his dream was.

Although it is a dream.

And it seemed that this alone was enough to cheer him up.