A different way of living in interstellar rebirth

Muhammad has been in a coma for three days. Didn’t this liar say that he would take him to eat fish? Didn’t he say that he would be fine soon? Wan Qijue guarded Muhammad, watching him sometimes sober and sometimes confused, feeling sad Extremely, this man has always been strong, he really can't think about whether this man is paralyzed in bed, or better yet, unable to walk upright, whether he can bear it.

"Young Master Jue, go and have a rest. The prince will notify you as soon as he wakes up. I think he must be very happy to see you at first sight." Over the past year, the prince's thoughts on this boy, they all It can be seen that the prince can find the person he likes, so they are naturally very happy, and sometimes hate Wan Qijue's ignorance of current affairs, but it is good for the prince to be happy.

"It's okay, what did the doctor say?" Wan Tujue was still worried.

"The doctor said that his life is not in danger. Don't worry, Young Master Jue. The next diagnosis can only be made after the prince wakes up." Ferre's expression was serious. He didn't expect it to be so serious this time. The prince has nothing to provoke Litmus to do it. What.

"Cough cough," Muhammad slowly opened his eyes, "call the doctor, and pour me a glass of water." Muhammad was confused for a moment, but his eyes regained clarity.

He struggled to sit up, Wan Qijue hurried over to help him up, and saw Muhammad sitting on the hospital bed blankly, looking at his unconscious legs, he didn't know what expression to make for a moment.

The doctor came in a hurry and did some examinations. "The toxins have accumulated in the legs, so we can only detoxify slowly." The doctor shook his head. It is very likely that it will cause nerve necrosis, and he will no longer be able to walk upright.

Wan Qijue closed his eyes, "Why save me?"

"I don't know. If you give me a little more time to think about it, maybe I won't do it. Well, a beauty won't be beautiful when she frowns. I'm hungry." Muhammad smiled and comforted Wan Qijue, as if it wasn't his own leg that was paralyzed .

"Prince, the kitchen boiled some egg porridge. You have been in a coma for three days and you can't eat too much." Fei Lei walked in with the porridge, seeing that the atmosphere seemed not right, he put down the porridge bowl and hurried away, "Trouble Jue not enough."

"Let's eat something first," Wan Tujue picked up the porridge bowl, took a spoonful, blew it cool, and brought it to Muhammad's mouth.

Muhammad hooked the corner of his mouth and swallowed the porridge. Except that his legs could not move, otherwise it would be perfect. "Do you still have that pill? Maybe it will work."

Wan Qijue stopped holding the porridge bowl, and woke up the dreamer with a word, why is he so stupid!He hurriedly acted as if he was taking something out of his pocket, but he actually took it out from the space, "Try this, the previous pills only remove impurities and have no detoxification effect, try this, is one enough, two? Or eat them all!"

"Hahahaha," Muhammad hugged Wan Qijue, "I'm very happy, little beauty!" Mohammed kissed him lightly on the cheek, "Just one." After speaking, he threw a pill into his mouth , "I'm so happy that you care about me, even if you can't stand up, it's worth it!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Wan Qijue stuffed another one into his mouth, "Whoever wants you if you can't stand up, you are a useless person!"

"Ah, if you can't stand up, it's definitely not exciting enough in bed." Muhammad smacked his lips regretfully.

Wan Qijue narrowed his eyes, and the man would shine brightly if he went to give some sunshine, and directly stuffed a spoonful of porridge into his mouth, and stopped talking nonsense.

"Oh!" Muhammad suddenly covered his chest and spat out a mouthful of black blood, blinding Wan Qijue, jumping up and calling for the doctor.

The doctor came over and checked, "What antidote did the prince take?"

"Tell me what's wrong?" Muhammad didn't look at Wan Qijue, so don't cause trouble for the beauty.

"The toxicity is being alleviated. That's what I thought. I directly operated on the leg to release the poisonous blood, and then put it into the treatment device. It is estimated that it will be cured in half a day." The doctor was very happy, and he was able to detoxify the litmus poison. This is a good thing, but look at the prince. face, it is better to shut up.

"Has the news of my injury spread?" Muhammad twisted his fingers, he was no longer alone, should he clean it up again?

"The news has spread, and more antidote needs to be transferred from Grace, so..." Ferre was a little annoyed. The prince had never had such a big incident, and he panicked for a while, "Please punish the prince."

"You really deserve to be punished. Go down and receive the punishment yourself. The news of my recovery has been blocked to death." Mohammed glanced back and forth between the two of them.

The two immediately understood the prince's intentions, and pledged their lives that they would never reveal a word.

Muhammad nodded in satisfaction, "Come on, it's not about bloodletting."

The doctor should have lifted the quilt covering Muhammad's legs, took out a shiny scalpel, and made two long cuts, one on each leg, from which black blood slowly seeped out.

"Why don't you scratch deeper?" Wan Qijue glanced at the wound before, thinking it was too slow, wishing that Muhammad could stand up immediately.

"Do you want to murder your own husband?" Muhammad spoke before the doctor, "beauty, take me to the healing apparatus and lie down for a while!"

Wan Qijue stared, this man's kung fu of pushing his nose to his face was absolutely top-notch, even though he was so slanderous, Wan Qijue still stepped forward, hugged Muhammad horizontally, and walked towards the healing instrument.

Although this gesture was a bit embarrassing for a man, Muhammad still hooked the corners of his mouth, the one who loves first loses first, and he has long since fallen in love with this little boy with deeper contact.

Wan Qijue put him flat into the healing device, closed the lid, turned on the switch, breathed a sigh of relief, it worked, it was this man... Wan Qijue shook his head, and suppressed the throbbing in his heart, could it be? Have you forgotten Rong Hua's lesson?Could it be that if he lost the bargaining chips he was interested in, he would reveal his true colors.

"Young Master Jue, why are you free to come and see me?" Amanda wiped off his sweat, and when he got off the training ground, he saw Wan Qijue sitting there in a daze.

"It's okay, you do your own thing, don't worry about me." Wan Qijue didn't know why he came here, he just didn't want to see Muhammad for a short time, that man who was good at disguising, playing with his own eyes Zundu bowed down.Even Rong Hua made himself so embarrassed, if he fell into it again this time, he might really be doomed.

"Young Master Jue, I heard that Prince Muhammad was injured and couldn't stand up. Is it true?" The news had spread, but Amanda was still skeptical.

"Well," Wan Tujue was worrying about this, which pot was not opened and which pot was to be lifted.

"No way," Amanda scratched her head, how could this be, "Then, Young Master Jue, you..." Amanda hesitated to speak.

"Just say what you want to say," Wan Qijue felt uncomfortable seeing him hesitating.

"Young Master Jue, how far are you and Prince Mohammed?" Amanda waved her hand quickly when she saw Wan Qijue staring at her, "I don't mean anything else, Young Master Jue, you are still young and capable, even though you can't stand up on your legs It doesn't mean that you can't do that, but, after all, you can't do many postures. Sometimes the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain..." Amanda saw Wan Qijue's complexion was not good, and her voice became smaller and smaller, "Of course, I still have to Jue Shao, if you decide to share weal and woe, then just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Where did you come to this conclusion? I don't have that kind of relationship with him at all!" Wan Qijue gave this unabashed guy a look, what a look!

"Eh? That's impossible?! You two eat, live, eat, and live together. The prince's subordinates call you Jue Shao. If you're not together, what is being together?" , I am so weak, I am not worthy of Kalia at all, I have to work harder to be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Kalia.

Wan Qijue drank a whole cup of cold tea. He wanted to clear his mind, but his head became even more confused. It was a mistake to come to Amanda!

"Practice slowly, pay attention to safety during actual combat, I'll go first." Wan Qijue left here and strolled on the street. At this time, Muhammad must have woken up, shouldn't it be time to go back and have a look?

"Wan Qijue, long time no see." A voice called his name, Wan Qijue couldn't remember who else he knew in New Lanxing.

"It's me, Norton, remember? Garbage Star, my spaceship is broken." Norton danced and gestured, trying to evoke Wandanjue's memory.

"Well, what's the matter?" Wan Qijue thought of this person who had met him a few times, and it was a miracle that he could meet him no matter where he went.

"No, is Prince Amanda okay? He was seriously injured that day." Norton was looking for something to say, and Chubby behind him was looking at the sky, and Aimee almost rolled his eyes.

"It's all right now, are you going to patrol the police?" Wan Qijue didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, the two people behind him had bad eyesight, and they didn't know when they offended them, anyway, there were too many lice and they were not afraid of itchiness.

"No."

"Yes."

Two voices, a man and a woman, sounded at the same time, and Norton gave Aimee a strange look, "We just changed shifts, and we are going to have a drink before going home to sleep."

"Drink?" Wan Qijue lowered his eyes, he seemed to need a little alcohol, so let him be more confused if he couldn't figure it out.

"Well, do you want to go together? It's just a small place, full of spirits." Norton was a little embarrassed. The places Wan Qijue went to should be high-end places. Everyone knows about him and Prince Mohammed, Smolin He gave Bradley a hard lesson, and everyone knew the reason for it. No matter what, it was impossible for Wan Qijue and himself, so just watch him happy like this.However, wandering outside alone in the middle of the night, is it related to the prince's injury?That rumor can't be true!

"The places we go are very vulgar, not suitable for the young master Wanqi, Norton, don't be ashamed of yourself." Aimee looked at the floor, and didn't give Wanqijue a single glance. In her eyes, Wanqijue was nothing more than It's just an Israeli plaything.

"That's right, that place is indeed too rough." A voice floated from behind them, with an air of calm and prestige.

"Dickens!" Norton guarded Wan Qijue behind him. Although he knew that defense was useless, he instinctively clenched his weapons. Aimee and Cupid also felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"I warn you, stay away from him, there are as many ways to make a person disappear as there are stars in the sky, and I don't suggest picking one for you." Dickens' tone could freeze, and he did it after standing up. After some deployment, he summoned Dickens' men. Muhammad could no longer stand in front of people, he could only appear as Dickens.