Please stop your Zhang San behavior

Lu Yan and He Huai hid in place, watching the search process of Del and his team from time to time.

Seeing them turned into another garbage mountain, Lu Yan thought it was a good time to escape.

Turning around to look, he found that the corners of He Huai's eyes were burning red, his spirits were listless, and his head was still dropping little by little, as if he would fall asleep at any time.

Lu Yan thumped in his heart, and raised his hand to touch He Huai's forehead.

He Huai had a fever again.

I just don't know whether he had a fever this time because he was bitten by a mouse, or because Lu Yan didn't sterilize the metal when he took the crystal, which caused the wound to become infected.

The time to escape waited for no one, Lu Yan rushed out with He Huai on his back.

He Huai was dizzy from the fever, and his head was tilted on Lu Yan's shoulder. The pheromone floating out of the back of his neck brought him back a little sanity.

The first differentiation of AO is around 11-13 years old, and it is very dangerous to be considered older than 14 years old.

The first differentiation is just to determine the sex, and the smell of pheromone will disappear after a few months.

The second differentiation represents the maturity of various organs in the body. In the future, pheromones need inhibitors to suppress them.

In the interstellar law, AO's adulthood is not according to the first year of age, but the time of the second division.

As long as the second differentiation is completed, it means that you are already a legal adult.

Lu Yan has been differentiated for three months, so it stands to reason that he can no longer smell his pheromone.

However, He Huai and Lu Yan were too well matched, that's why he could smell the faint scent from Lu Yan's body.

He Huai opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw beads of sweat on Lu Yan's chin.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was still high above Garbage Star, and the scorching air was floating around.

Lu Yan was sweating profusely, and the water droplets gathered on his chin, until he couldn't hold it anymore, then it flowed into his neck or fell to the ground.

He Huai raised his hand and wiped the sweat off Lu Yan's face with his cuff.

The pure cotton fabric absorbs sweat very well, and it will soon bleed out a dull color.

Lu Yan turned around, "Are you awake?"

"En." He Huai's voice was a little hoarse, "Let me down, I can go."

He Huai was still sick, but Lu Yan didn't listen to him, and continued walking forward with his back on his back.

He Huai's eyelids drooped uncontrollably, and after a while, they were lifted up again.

He lay limply on Lu Yan's back, saw that Lu Yan was sweating again, and silently wiped him clean.

Lu Yan licked his dry lips, and said to He Huai, "We're almost there, you'll be fine after taking the serum."

He Huai looked at the soft down on the side of Lu Yan's face, rested his chin on his shoulder, and said softly, "Come back with me."

Although his words didn't start and end, Lu Yan knew what He Huai meant by 'follow me back'.

Lu Yan's footsteps paused, but he didn't respond to He Huai, his lower lip tightened.

"Come home with me." He Huai's eyes under the long eyelashes were wet, "I will take good care of you in the future."

Lu Yan's throat choked, and he lost his voice for a moment.

After a while, he made a mocking voice, "Now you are holding me back, and you still take care of me?"

Probably because of being poked by Lu Yan in the sore foot, He Huai murmured softly, "...I will become stronger in the future."

Lu Yan thought to himself, if you walk a few more steps, you will be able to grind blood blisters on your feet, where can you go if you are so good?

He was not forgiving, "I can't wait for you to become powerful in the future."

He Huai was a little depressed when he heard the words, and subconsciously hugged Lu Yan's neck tightly.

Lu Yan frowned, "Relax, it's hot."

He Huai hurriedly let go of Lu Yan, and wiped Lu Yan's sweat like a little wife, but was avoided by the other party, he slowly lowered his eyes.

Seeing that the person on his back hadn't moved, Lu Yan frowned even more, and he looked back at He Huai.

The flush on Alpha's face hadn't faded yet, he lowered his eyes with moisture in his eyes, like a weak kitten.

Lu Yan really didn't expect that a creature like a milk cat would be equated with an alpha.

He has been carrying him for so long, and he is not as weak as a milk cat, so he will protect him in the future?

Lu Yan thought, it doesn't matter who protects whom.Then it suddenly occurred to him that He Huai seemed to have been taken care of by his family all these years because of an error in the genetic test at birth.

Oh, she's still a squeamish fake o who knows how to arrange flowers, do handicrafts, eat harder bread, and bleed on the palate.

He Huai is different from Trash Star's children, he has never experienced anything messy.

In fact, he shouldn't have experienced these things in the first place.

Lu Yan was a little annoyed immediately, his lips moved, and he asked him stiffly, "Drink water?"

Upon hearing this, He Huai raised his head and asked blankly, "Isn't there not much water?"

Lu Yan's tone was not very good, "I just asked you if you want to drink!"

He Huai shook his head, "I won't drink."

Lu Yan was speechless and silently turned his back on him.

After a while, Lu Yan asked blankly again, "Do you want to drink water?"

Lu Yan's voice was a bit ethereal to He Huai, he responded for a while, then barely opened his eyelids, and nodded tiredly.

Lu Yan put He Huai down and fed him water.

There was really not much water left. Lu Yan suspected that his brain had been locked by the Jetsunte gang, so he didn't dare to open his brain to buy drinking water when he passed by a store.

He Huai only took two sips, and when Lu Yan fed him again, he shook his head.

Lu Yan swallowed hard, looked at the little water and didn't dare to drink it, so he screwed the cap on again.

He Huai looked at Lu Yan's pouty mouth and couldn't help asking him, "Aren't you going to drink?"

Lu Yan was so exhausted, he sat next to He Huai, stared at a spot on the ground, and said flatly, "I'm not thirsty yet."

He Huai didn't speak, took the bottle of water and went to twist the cap.

He didn't have any strength in his body. After twisting it several times, his fingertips were flushed, and the bottle cap hadn't been unscrewed yet.

Lu Yan looked at him with raised eyebrows, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, unscrewed the bottle cap for him, and stuffed the water into He Huai's hands.

Although Lu Yan didn't show any expression, He Huai just felt it. "You weak chicken" was written all over his face.

He Huai opened his mouth to refute, but now he was dragging Lu Yan down, and handed the water to Lu Yan's mouth sullenly.

"Drink, didn't you say you're almost there?"

Lu Yan looked at He Huai in surprise, pursed his lower lip, and still took a small sip.

In fact, there is still a distance to Area B. According to Lu Yan's current speed, he would have to walk for a few more hours.

But he didn't tell He Huai the truth, and the two sat side by side in the shade without saying a word.

Lu Yan's limbs were sore and astringent, he bit the remaining half piece of black bread, and seized the time to replenish his strength.

He Huai next to him suddenly whispered, "If you really want money, I can mortgage that 'Heart of Sea Blue' to Interstellar Bank."

"I have money in my account, and I can pay interest every month. When I grow up, I can return the principal with interest to the bank when I make money."

When this matter was mentioned, Lu Yan's emotions subsided, "Don't worry about it."

"Why?" He Huai didn't quite understand, and looked at him, "Aren't you short of money?"

Lu Yan bit the bread expressionlessly, "I don't want your money."

He Huai was even more confused, "But you cooperate with those people..."

Before He Huai could finish speaking, Lu Yan interrupted him, "That's asking your father for money. I don't want your money."

He Huai didn't understand, is there a difference between these, Lu Yan didn't answer his question.

Of course there is a difference, a big difference.

But Lu Yan didn't want to tell He Huai the reason, and he didn't want him to mortgage the money from 'Heart of the Ocean'.

After resting for more than ten minutes, Lu Yan continued on his way with He Huai on his back.

By the time he reached Area B, He Huai on his back was completely unconscious, his lips were as pale as paper.

After finding Heijok's clinic, Lu Yan didn't dare to go in directly, and looked inside through the glass door.

The person Lu Yan was looking for was Black Jock.

Black Jock is not only a doctor, but also a middleman. What this kind of people have in common is that they have a wide network of contacts and value interests. As long as the money is in place, there is nothing that cannot be done in Garbage Star.

Black Jock was like that too.

However, he is more reputable than other intermediaries. He will definitely do things when he takes the money, and will never accept money for things that cannot be done.

So even if he has a weird personality, everyone is willing to make peace with him.

Black Jock's clinic is located in the most remote street in District B. The entrance is dilapidated and there is no outpatient sign.

The sun has disappeared on the horizon, and the temperature has dropped by more than ten degrees.

Lu Yan wrapped He Huai in cold clothes and observed from the opposite side of the clinic.

He wanted to go in and check Hei Qiaoke's mouth seal, but he was worried about leaving the unconscious He Huai outside.

With such a low temperature, He Huai's body was like a big furnace, and his body temperature kept rising.

Worried that He Huai would not be able to hold on, Lu Yan gritted his teeth, carried him on his back, and walked quickly into the clinic.

Black Jock is a very lonely and eccentric person. No matter how busy the clinic is, he will not hire anyone to help him.

It was time for dinner, and there was almost no one in the clinic. When Lu Yan opened the door and walked in, the creaking sound was particularly ear-piercing.

As soon as Lu Yan entered, he saw a thin white-haired old man eating.

There are deep signs of age on his face, his skin is like dry bark lacking moisture, and the weird mechanical pupils looking over him are cold and terrifying.

Hei Qiaoke looked at Lu Yan displeasedly, "Didn't I ask you to come back at eight o'clock?"

Lu Yan's tone was anxious that he didn't realize it, "He was bitten by a mouse and needed serum, and the wound on his shoulder was infected and festered."

Black Jock bit the bread and said coldly, "I'm eating and I'm not free. You can't wait any longer. The serum is in the second cabinet on the right. Get him yourself."

Although the clinic is small, it has all internal organs and the most advanced heating equipment, and the indoor temperature has reached 23 degrees Celsius.

That's room temperature in Junkstar, an absolute luxury.

Lu Yan put He Huai on the bench, took off his winter clothes, and checked his bitten leg.

The original light blue precipitation color has now turned black, and there are high swellings near the bite marks.

Lu Yan opened the second cabinet according to what Black Jock said.

From the bottle and jar, Lu Yan dug out the serum and injected it into He Huai's vein.

He Huai's back shoulder was suppurated, and the wound was partially festered. All Lu Yan could do was simply disinfect it.

He Huai was still in a coma, his wet hair was sticking together, and there were still black marks on Lu Yan's clothes on his face.

"I want to wash my face, can I use some water?" Lu Yan asked Hei Qiaoke.

Hei Qiaoke didn't raise his head, "I don't have hot water here, so I take a basin to get it from the water pipe."

Lu Yan said thank you, took half a basin of water from the circulating water pipe, washed He Huai's face and hands first, and then he washed his own.

After waiting for another ten minutes, Hei Qiaoke finished his dinner and came over to check the injury on He Huai's shoulder.

"The wound is infected and needs to be debrided." Black Jock's metallic pupils turned and looked at Lu Yan.

He said in a straightforward narrative tone, "Next time you take the tracking crystal, don't pick the wound hard. The crystal is very thin, and the fragments are easy to stay in the body, causing wound infection."

Lu Yan said in a muffled voice, "I see." Then he asked again, "The crystal is broken a little, can we continue to track it?"

Black Jock: "Yes."

Lu Yan is relieved now, as long as the crystal is not broken, if something eats it, Del will follow it around.