i'm in love with the sentinel who wants to kill me

"Things that have been forgotten will be remembered in dreams, and after that, they will not be forgotten. ——The end of the season "Irrelevant Records""

tower.

Medical center.

No.15 floor, intensive care unit.

When it was delivered at the end of the season, the spiritual domain was already as fragile as an egg shell, and if it suffered a little more, it would definitely not survive.The chief physician of the mental domain of the medical center was in the border area, and all the doctors in the tower felt as if they were facing such a critical case.

After a large dose of drugs to stabilize the mental domain, the situation at the end of the season still hasn't improved. The mental domain is in a state of inactivation, but the vital signs are slightly stronger than when they were sent up.

The doctors looked at each other, and everyone frowned. They had never seen a guide whose spiritual union could make them half-dead—either the guide's spiritual domain was already vulnerable, or the sentinel who joined him took it. Too much mental power, both of which are too rare.

"What about the sentinel who joined him?" asked the deputy chief physician.

The sentinel from the Mental Force Monitoring Department who sent the end of the season immediately replied: "It's the fifth S sentry, who just experienced a riot in the mental domain."

The deputy chief physician's glasses were about to fall off, and he tore them off, almost shouting: "This patient's file has always been registered with mental disorders, and the mental domain is inherently fragile. You can actually let him and [-]S The riot sentinel spiritual combination? Crazy?!"

The little sentinel was about to cry: "We don't want to either! We've been trying to feed that sentry outside the silent room, but they suddenly combined!"

The deputy chief physician shook his head so angrily that he didn't want to look at the little sentinel again.

"Go back and tell Zhao Yun that the only way to save this patient is to pull that sentinel out of the silent room and send him to this ward."

The little sentinel stood at attention, nodding his head.

The deputy chief physician put on the glasses again.He said sternly to the little sentinel: "Also, you tell your ministers."

"The director of our department was taken to the border area by him. Now I have the final say here, and let him not come to point fingers at our work."

The little sentinel nodded and immediately ran to the elevator.

On the second basement floor, Zhao Yun heard these words relayed intact.

He snorted coldly.

What's going on with the deputy chief physician, didn't you understand the situation?The leaders of the medical center are all Zhao Yun's people. Does he want to be alone and be a clean stream?

But I don't have time to deal with him now, let's talk about it after a while.

Zhao Yun looked at Mo Di who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, and his brows were twisted into a Sichuan knot.

These two uneasy lunatics.

"Save, you must be saved." Without any hesitation, Zhao Yun turned to the little sentinel and said, "They have just joined together spiritually. If something happens at the end of the season, Modi will be in danger."

"Then Modi now...?" The sentinel looked at Modi, fearing that he would be out of control again.

Zhao Yun paused for two seconds.

"Let all the guides that the medical center can mobilize come down to pick up people."

Ten minutes later, more than 10 spirit bodies gathered in Modi's silent room.

Two male guides carried a stretcher, and Morty lay in the middle.Psychic animals of all sizes are dotted around the stretcher, and a yak clears the way in front.

The moment the stretcher left the silent room, Modi had a stress reaction.However, the high-density protection of the spiritual body of the surrounding guides kept his mental domain in a stable state.The escort team quickly went up from the second basement floor to the fifteenth floor.

The moment the elevator door opened, Modi opened his eyes.

Although the fresh air system in the medical center was constantly purifying the mental energy in the air, the sleeping Modi almost instinctively sensed that his guide was here.

He opened his eyes instantly, jumped off the stretcher, and rushed straight to the intensive care unit where Ji Mo was.The whole set of movements took a very short time, acted like no one else was there, and was extremely smooth, which shocked everyone.

The nurses who were thrown in the elevator room were all stunned, and a timid guide directly held his heart, "My god, I was still asleep one second, and jumped out the next second, this is too scary... ..."

Another guide was so frightened that he lost his mind and body, "Damn it, I thought it was a fake corpse..."

"What nonsense, people live well!"

"..."

The deputy chief physician stood at the door of the ward at the end of the season, looking at Modi coldly.

Mo Di didn't put his eyes on the other party at all, but looked through the glass at Ji Mo lying inside.

At the end of the season, he was wearing an oxygen mask, and the ECG detector was beeping regularly.

"Let me in," Moody said commandingly.

The deputy chief physician did not move.He blocked the door like a door god, looking at Modi.

"Let me in."

Modi said it again, and this time he released his mental power.

After the mental integration, the sentinel's control over his mental power has reached a new level. His mental power is full of aggressiveness at the moment, and he is holding back and ready to go. If the doctor doesn't give way in the next second, he will will start attacking.

A group of nurses pouring out of the elevator also released their spirit bodies, and more than twenty spirit animals slowly approached where Modi was, shrinking the encirclement.

Modi lowered his eyebrows, stared fiercely at the white coat in front of him, and exerted all the pressure he felt from behind on the doctor blocking the way.

The deputy chief physician was unmoved. He even bulged his cheeks and chewed gum.

He pushed his glasses with his middle finger, and looked at Modi up and down, as if observing a laboratory animal.

Modi's mental power has been in a controllable fluctuating state. Although he was extremely angry and agitated, he did not violently attack.

And always stay sane.

The deputy chief physician snorted, then picked up the rolled-up medical records in his hand, and thumped Modi on the head.

The nurses around behind gasped.

The deputy chief physician grabbed Modi by the collar of his back shirt and pushed him towards the ward.

"You five-s bastard is full of beards and tails. Look at what kind of mess you have made your guide."

"Go in and unleash your mental power. Be quick."

The ward door was closed.

The deputy chief physician stood at the observation window, surrounded by doctors and nurses.

A little nurse couldn't help asking, "Is it really okay to let him in by himself?"

The deputy chief physician folded his arms, stared at Modi and Ji Mo in the glass, and said coldly: "Is there any problem, I think he is very good."

The trainee doctor next to him said: "In this case, the patient should adjust the secretion of mental power with the partner by himself, and any third-party mental power may interfere with it."

The deputy chief physician raised his chin and closed his eyes, which meant he agreed with what he said.He stared intently at the inside of the ICU, and told the young doctors around him:

"If you have nothing to do, take a notebook and write it down. For rare cases, go back and hold a group meeting to study it. Everyone will report."

Outside the glass is a group of doctors, reviewing records, observing carefully, and discussing in low voices.

Inside the glass were two young people who had just joined together, one was still asleep, the other had red eyes, turning a blind eye to the group of people outside the glass.

The moment Modi was pushed into the ward, his heart hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe.

His extremely familiar and intimate guiding spiritual power, which still poured down like a waterfall in the dark silent room, is now so faint that it is impossible to fathom.

The end of the season gave him all his spiritual power.

I didn't stay at all.

Mo Di stumbled to Ji Mo's bedside, and the Sentinel's mental power suddenly rose from his body.

The mental power monitor outside sensed that the instantaneous concentration of mental power exceeded the limit and began to sound an alarm.

The deputy chief physician frowned, and shouted to the nurse station: "Turn off the alarm for me."

There is a chair next to the bed at the end of the season.

Modi ignored it, he knelt down beside Ji Mo's bed and held Ji Mo's hand tightly.

The sentry's mental power hovered in the closed ward, stroking the guide's face constantly.

Morty unleashes his wolfhound mix.The wolfhound jumped onto the chair and placed its furry head in the crest of Ji's neck.It wanted to find the little rabbit, but it couldn't find it.

At the end of the season, there was still blood on his face.

It was too urgent when the first aid was sent, and the doctors and nurses only had time to inject him with drugs to strengthen his mental domain as quickly as possible, and no one cared about these relatively minor bleedings.

Moody's tears fell.The hand at the end of the season is so thin, pale and slender.Where did such a person get the courage to be a complete giver?

Who gave him the guts?

How much Modi wanted to combine with the end of the season, how much he hated himself at this moment.

How could he allow the end of the season to take this step.

The spiritual realm at the end of the season is already so fragile, how could he...

Modi put Ji Mo's hand to his lips and kissed again and again.

He stood up, walked to the sink, and moistened a sterile towel with warm water.

The warm towel gently wiped the skin at the end of the season, taking away the dried blood.

At the end of the season, his lips parted slightly, and he let out a very soft "um...".

In the dark of sleep, he thought of his mother.

In my impression, only his mother gently wiped his face like this in this life.

At the end of the season, it was still young.

After school, he quietly followed Ji Chu and the older children to the unfinished building.

My brother had a great time with those kids.They use sticks as guns, run around the pillars, hide and hide, and play the game of police catch bad guys.

Xiao Ji Mo hid enviously in the concrete porch at the entrance.There was a remnant wall there to block him, and he could only show a pair of eyes without being noticed by them.

At last one of the older children ran up to him and found him.

"Ah! Ji Chu! Your brother is here again!" He grabbed Ji Mo's wrist and dragged him to the center.

Seeing the end of the season at the beginning of the season, it seemed to be disappointed all of a sudden.He has always been the king of children, and seeing that Ji Chu was unhappy, the other children stopped playing and walked over quietly.

Seeing his brother's collapsed face at the end of Ji, he felt very sad.

Ji Chu held the branch and asked, "Why are you here again? Didn't you let you go home?"

Ji Mo bit his lower lip and asked timidly:

"...Can I play the villain?"

His schoolbag is a bit long, and it has been pulled over by the older child, and it has drooped to the elbow.

Ji Chu looked at his younger brother and snorted, "Look at your schoolbag, you can't carry it well, what are you playing?"

When Ji Mo heard this, he frantically adjusted the strap of the schoolbag, but his mother had always been doing this. Xiao Ji Mo fiddled with the buckle, and instead made the shoulder strap longer and longer.

The older children laughed out loud at the embarrassment at the end of the season.

Children are children after all.Their good and evil are very pure.These big kids smiled at the end of the little season, but they were actually showing their childish maturity by how much older they were.

However, listening to Ji Mo's ears, he just felt ashamed.

My elder brother didn't like me since he was a child and didn't take me to play with him. My father also disliked me for crying and not being manly enough.

Now I can't even adjust the belt of a schoolbag.

Ji Mo bit his lip aggrievedly, he lowered his head and ran away.

When he reached the concrete wall at the exit, he even bumped into it, and his face was ashen.

That half of his face was burning hot, but at the end of the season, he didn't stop, because he heard louder laughter from the older children behind him.

On the way home, he wiped his face with his small hands, but it turned into a big tabby cat.

Looking at the ashes in his hands, Ji Mo cried quietly.But he wiped away his tears before entering the door, thinking that the grown-ups would not be able to see it.

Of course, Ji's mother could tell at a glance.

However, she didn't expose what she wanted to hide at the end of the season.She just dampened a towel and gently wiped his face.

"Look, it's dirty..." Ji's mother said with a smile, "Xiao Mo, please walk carefully in the future..."

Xiao Ji Mo obediently closed her eyes and asked her mother to wipe her face.

At the end of the season on the hospital bed, he had a dream of the past.

When the eyes were gently wiped, Ji Mo felt sore in his heart.He frowned slightly, crying again just like when he was a child.

The author says:

Grandpa also cried. T_T

I beg Starfish not to cry. (Although the family members don't care at all whether Grandpa is crying or not