Luna God of Rebirth

It has been several days since I came back from the hospital.

On this day, Istar did not find anyone in Lin Huang's room, thinking that Huang might have come out.

He turned and went downstairs, and saw Rebecca and several people rushing in and out of the living room.I asked them, and sure enough, I saw a young man in the kitchen who was swearing at Fang Dao with a flash of arrogance.

The man couldn't help but smiled helplessly, and looked dotingly at the youth who was full of vitality and dazzling.

His face softened, and he suddenly felt relaxed.

"Huang, what are you busy preparing for?"

It seems that Huang has stepped out of the gloomy atmosphere.Because Sicario had a car accident a few days ago, he might have been frightened by the blood at that time. These days, Huang has no energy, even his face is frowning, which makes him feel depressed for a while. The method against Sicario can be described as gnashing of teeth.

He even stretched out his hand to Huang's body!

When he saw Sicario and Huang talking and laughing together at the military headquarters that day, he should have been vigilant.It's just that when he walked over, Huang obviously didn't like Sicario very much. Afterwards, they were there, and they took Huang away without saying a few words.

Unexpectedly, he was negligent.

Sicario is really good at it, no wonder he can do a job with ease in the mermaid circle of the imperial capital and live a good life.

Lin Huang turned his head and saw Istar standing there thinking of something, with a serious face and cold eyes.

Could it be that he was worried about Sicario?

Feeling that he was telling the truth, Lin Huang walked over and patted the man on the shoulder, comforting him: "Ista, don't worry, Sicario will be fine. Hearing from his deacon, isn't Sicario already much better?" Well, he has already left the nutrition tank and is admitted to the general ward. I think, in a few days, he will be a lively man again."

Istar didn't want to continue discussing this topic, especially seeing him worried about other men in front of Huang.

"Huang, what are you doing? If you need anything, let Rebecca and the others do it directly. You don't need to do it yourself. Let me see if there is any injury?"

After holding the boy's hand, the man's brows were full of disapproval and seriousness.

Lin Huang rubbed his nose: "Isn't your colleague Sicario hospitalized? I thought, let's visit him later and bring some bone soup for him to mend. So many bones are broken all over his body. , I have to make it up. What's more, I didn't do it myself, it was Rebecca and the others who did it, so I might get hurt wherever."

Ishtar's face turned dark immediately.

"I haven't even tasted the soup you made yourself, I'm afraid that Sicario will be exhausted by then!" Gritting his teeth!

In Istar's eyes, even if he said that Rebecca did it, Huang did it himself, how could he give it to others?He didn't even get this treatment!

"Haha, what, I made a lot of it on purpose, you can try it later and see how it tastes?" The man's eyes were dark and deep, and he just saw infinite grievances from inside, Lin Huang felt that he was inexplicably guilty. .

"Am I just joint?"

"No, it's me who wants to practice, and Sicario is just doing it together. Yista, really, how old are you, and you still care about a patient." Mingming usually looks serious and indifferent, Why are you so childish sometimes?

Lin Huang sighed.

Istar couldn't laugh or cry.

Speaking of the wind is the rain, Lin Huang pulled the man over and stood by the kitchen, took a white jade bowl, and filled a spoonful from the pot: "Come on, Ista, try it, is it good? This is one of the signature dishes I will open a restaurant in the future, please give me your opinion.” He was really afraid that after 3000 years, the human sense of taste would also evolve.

The essence of old food, who knows if these people's tastes have become as hard as their muscles.

Istar tasted it lightly, and when he raised his head, he saw the nervous look of the young man, and his eyes smiled.

"How about it?"

The man said nothing, but pursed his lips tightly.

"Not to your taste?" Lin Huang's face wrinkled, looking infinitely frustrated.

"No, it's very delicious. If His Highness Huang is willing to prepare a bowl for you from now on, I will be very honored."

"Okay, you scared me." Seeing Istar suddenly laughed lowly, and his deep and rich voice resounded in the kitchen, Lin Huang realized that he was about to hit him immediately.

"I'm begging, I'm begging. I'm sorry, it's my fault, okay? Don't be mad, huh?"

After punching him a few times, it turned out that the other party was fine, but he was the one who hurt. Lin Huang felt that he was at a disadvantage, so he stopped.

"Okay, don't waste time with you here. Rebecca, get out the soup, and we'll go to the hospital."

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With both hands empty, Lin Huang was carrying everything in Ista's hand. He pushed open the door of the ward in front of him and walked in.

"Sicario, we are here to see you. How is your health? Are you feeling better?"

"His Royal Highness Lin Huang! Master Istar?!" Seeing the young man walking in, the young man who was leaning on the hospital bed had just raised a bright smile when he was confused by Istar who was following closely behind the young man. stiff in the face.His cheeks trembled, and he regretted that His Highness Lin Huang was not alone to see him.

Yista glanced at him, and reluctantly handed the things in his hand to the young deacon who came by.

If possible, he really didn't want to make Sicario cheap.

"What is this? Your Highness Lin Huang, I am already very happy for you to come to see me, why do you still bring gifts?"

Even though he said that, Sicario was obviously very grateful for Lin Huang's concern for him, and the smile on his face couldn't stop from just now.

He took the thermos from his deacon, opened it, and saw the mellow aroma of food filling his nostrils, and his smile couldn't help being more sincere and warm.

"As long as you like it." Lin Huang smiled.He is honored to see his achievements being affirmed by others.

"Are you feeling better?" Taking advantage of the gap, Lin Huang looked around the ward, and Lin Huang became more aware.

Only Sicario lives here, and the layout looks like a VIP room, very clean and warm.Beside the hospital bed, the young deacon I saw that day has been standing dedicatedly behind Sicario. Once Sicario needs anything, he can go forward immediately.

Speaking of which, this deacon who has been smiling gently is really different from the one I saw that day.

Thinking of the accident that happened to Sicario that day, the cold deacon who rushed over had only spoken to Ista when he came back, and they handed over to each other for a short time, and then he and Ista went back.After that, although he paid attention to Ista, he was not familiar with it after all, and he only wanted to take a look when he heard that Sicario had finally woken up later.

By the way, unravel that little curse under the mood.

"Well, it's almost ready, but I can't go home yet. Mmm, this soup tastes really good, Ista, your cooking skills have improved again."

While drinking the soup gracefully, Sicario praised without raising his head.

"It's cheap for you." Ista's mood was not as comfortable as that of Sicario, and Sicario was puzzled for a while.

He praised your cook, are you still not happy about his feelings?

Lin Huang didn't care about the turbulent tide between Istar and Sicario. He saw Sicario drink the soup without blinking, and he was relieved.

The curse should be lifted now, it's a good thing he came up with such an invisible method.

After clearing up the guilt, he asked the customer again: "I taught Rebecca to make this. If you still want to eat it next time, welcome to visit my small shop."

Sicario raised his head suddenly, very surprised: "Small shop?"

"Yeah, I'm going to open a restaurant, and the location is thanks to Istar."

Sicario looked back at the unresponsive man opposite, quite surprised: "Master Istar, you agreed?" This is not like it.Seeing Lord Istar's nervousness towards His Highness Lin Huang before, it doesn't make sense that he would allow His Highness Lin Huang to go out and be known by more people.

Ishtar glanced at him, but didn't speak.

Silence means acquiescence!

Sicario didn't know whether to be happy or worried now.

I am happy that he may have more opportunities to meet His Highness Lin Huang in the future, but also worried about what to do if there will be an extra row of competitors in the future?Facing Istar, he had already lost the advantage of being the first to win. Seeing that His Highness Lin Huang's trust in him is obviously more than his own, the future is bleak.

The building near the water, getting along day and night, is a great weapon for cultivating relationships.

"Bang bang bang!"

Hearing someone knock on the door, everyone looked up.Lin Huang was actually the closest to the door, he walked over and opened it easily.

When the smiling people outside saw him, their faces froze for a moment.

"His Royal Highness Lin Huang, who is here? Is it the bastards from the military department who want to come and watch me?" He also felt ashamed to be hit by a car and hospitalized. This is the first time. He's almost numb, is it okay?

"No." Lin Huang stepped aside and walked to Ista's side.

The people outside seemed to hesitate for a while, and finally came in.

He looked at the few people inside with an unnatural expression.

"Master Sicario, I brought a bouquet of flowers, can I put them in a vase for you?" He said, walking to the table next to the hospital bed, intending to take out the flowers in the original vase and replace them .

Someone took the bouquet in his hand: "Just put it here, please. This bouquet was just put on. My young master likes it very much. I'll get another vase later."

Lan Tu looked a little embarrassed. He looked up at the young man in front of him who was smiling but had no warmth in his eyes, and finally put it down embarrassingly.

"Oh, I see."

Lin Huang has been watching from the side.Judging by the familiar tone of this person, he should have known Sicario for a while, and this is obviously not the first time he has come to see Sicario.It's just that the deacon seemed a little unimpressed with him.

That's right, he almost killed his young master and caused his young master to be hospitalized. No one will look at him with a good face. No matter whether you are forgiven or not, the most important person who hurt him cannot be forgiven.

"Blueprint, thank you for the bouquet, I like it very much."

Sicario didn't seem to notice the embarrassment of the person until his deacon turned around, and said with a gentle smile.However, compared to the sincere joy for Lin Huang and Istar's arrival just now, his eyes are light at this moment, and his temperament is a bit more gentle, elegant and reserved, and a bit less real and casual.

As early as in Lingshui City, he hated the person who hit him with a car.It's just that it was a mermaid who bumped into him this time, so he really couldn't care too much about it.

He came over to apologize several times, how could he hold on to it and care about it?

Obviously not.

It's just that it's impossible for him to have no lumps in his heart.Whoever bumped into you came to apologize afterwards, and you said that you don't mind with a big face, so don't you really have no resentment in your heart?The other party is just a stranger he doesn't know, and he is not someone he likes, so he will be willing.

Seeing that there is no point in staying any longer, Istar pulled Lin Huang over and looked at Sicario on the hospital bed: "Let's go first, and I'll see you another day."

"You guys are leaving now, don't sit for a while? It's rare for someone to come to see me." Sicario was very reluctant.He's had enough of sitting on the hospital bed, it's boring.

"Let's leave the hospital early. Huang, let's go."

Lin Huang nodded, and said goodbye to Sicario, who had a sad expression on the other side: "Goodbye! I will come to see you next time when I have time!"

Immediately, the two turned and left.

Sicario looked at their backs for a long time, until he could no longer see them, then he lowered his eyes.

Why did he suddenly feel that their figures walking together were very harmonious at that moment?