Imperial National Treasure Class Medicinal Chef [Live]

Jian Zimo's neck was hurt a bit, and Zuo Qiuyan didn't hold back in pulling his terminal, so his neck was blue, his hands were bleeding, and he was drugged with a miserable appearance.

The people in the drug team were angry and angry with Zuo Qiuyan. Doctor Jian gave up Emperor Xing and came to this place where no birds can lay eggs. In order to save you from not sleeping for a few hours a day, he worked overtime to research the antidote. It's not safe, and this side will kill the person who saved you, you are really crazy.

Those who cared about Jian Zimo only dared to scold in their hearts, and didn't even dare to show their faces. Who let His Highness the Crown Prince turn on the terminal and talk to the Third Highness about the ten years when he lost his memory.

Zuo Qiuyan's memory still stays at 15 years ago. According to his account with Zuo Qiuyan, he didn't know anything after the mental storm broke out, and when he woke up, he saw strange people. Of course, these strange people included Jane Zimo.

"Xiaoyan, he is your lover and the owner of the Quantum Beast who has been with you for half a year before." Zuoqiuan looked at his younger brother who still didn't feel the truth, feeling a little helpless. Knowing whether he will feel sad for hurting him after waking up, "This time he came to Desolate Star because of you, let him tell you the specific situation. The empire is now in internal and external wars, there are many things, and I am about to die. "

"I want to go back to Emperor Star."

"Not now, people from the anti-imperial organization have been looking for you and Zimo. After the antidote is released, they will not let Zimo go. You are safe in Mobei Star now." Zuo Qiuxiu saw his younger brother's expression of displeasure Knowing that he is still skeptical about everything today, he said, "Xiao Yan, trust your intuition, Jian Zimo can be trusted."

"You just woke up, go to rest, I have to discuss with Zimo about the HD antidote," Zuo Qiuyan signaled Zuo Qiuyan to give the terminal to Jian Zimo, but seeing that he didn't let go, he couldn't help chuckling, "Since when did Xiaoyan become a coward?"

Zuo Qiuyan curled his lips, and threw the terminal to Jian Zimo across a few meters of space. The strange and alienated look was completely different from the previous sticking behind Jian Zimo.

Jian Zimo's neck was injured a little bit, and he couldn't say much about the conversation with Zuo Qiujuan. Most of the antidotes were supplemented by Wen Nan, so that Jian Zimo and Wen Nan's staring and interaction could not be controlled. There are even more scenes of people looking at each other and smiling.This scene seemed normal to everyone, but they did not expect that the temperature in the medical room would slowly drop.

The first reaction of several members of the more sensitive drug team was to look at Zuo Qiuyan who was standing in the corner. After all, this person had a criminal record before, and his stickiness to Jian Zimo made everyone angry.

"I'm really looking at Dr. Jane."

"He's staring at Associate Academician Wen Nan!"

"Hmph, who pinched Dr. Jian like this before? A scumbag."

"It would be best if Doctor Jane dumped him!"

The "tiny" voice reverberated in the room, and no one didn't hear it. Jian Zimo couldn't help but give everyone a warning look, and continued to talk about the antidote with Zuoqiuan.

Mobeixing's Chinese herbal medicine is used for research, and there is no way to mass-produce it. It can only be given to the Chinese Medicine Hospital, but it is an open secret that the Chinese Medicine Hospital is not "clean".

"Don't worry, the relevant personnel have been arrested," Zuoqiu's eyes were slightly cold, the empire was soaked too much, while dealing with internal and external wars, Zuoqiujiang led the security department to also take action, after two years of touch Check, she already has a list in her hand. She was afraid that they would go crazy and hurt the people of the empire. Now that the war has started, it will be too late if you don’t act. "This time the person in charge will be Chen Lao."

The Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine arrested quite a few people this time, with Academician Yang and Associate Academician Ma Chaojing as the center, a total of more than 20 people were arrested.

When Jian Zimo heard that it was Mr. Chen, he felt relieved. The two exchanged some brief words, and the communication was hung up.

"Doctor Jian, after you go back to rest, just hand over the HD antidote to us." Wen Nan looked at the bruise on Jian Zimo's neck and his face sank, but he couldn't say anything.

"Well, cough... In the future, I will focus on the research of drugs for mania...cough...mania. Cough...I will leave the effect of the antidote to you." He had been suffering for almost a month, his eyes were blue, he thought he could take a rest after today, but he didn't expect his neck to clear up.

It is not too late for Zuo Qiuyan to repair his nerves, it must be resolved as soon as possible, "Yanyan, cough... let's go back and rest first," Jian Zimo coughed lightly and approached Zuo Qiuyan, not like before. pull him directly.

"Ahem...let's go back, walk and walk, thinking...cough...I'll tell you everything I know." Jian Zimo's voice was hoarse and unpleasant because of the burning pain in his neck.

Zuo Qiuyan didn't reply, and walked beside him with a cold face, seemingly not paying attention, but in fact, the corner of his eye glanced at Jian Zimo from time to time.

The eldest brother said that this person was his lover, and he almost got engaged.

What is almost engaged?Is it unsuccessful?Why?

Zuo Qiuyan's cheeks were slightly hot, and he peeked at the person next to him again, this time it was the bruised thumb marks on the side of his neck, and his softened face turned cold again.

"Ahem, what do you have..."

"Shut up, don't talk."

Jian Zimo wanted to ask him what he wanted to know, but was interrupted by Zuoqiuyan's angry voice, his extra veins twitched, and he turned his head to look at him seriously, seeing that he lost the strange feeling he had before. His voice was just awkward, not cold, and he knew that after passing Zuoqiuan, he believed in himself.

Jian Zimo felt more at ease, and no longer spoke in a hurry, his throat was really sore.

The two returned to the residence, and the clock on the wall showed that it was bedtime.This is adjusted according to this galaxy time, distinguishing between night and day, so that the light in the room can be adjusted to an environment suitable for sleeping according to the clock time.

It has been almost three months since they entered Mobei Star. The most surprising thing is that according to the research of professionals from all walks of life, the plants and creatures here will adjust their sleep time according to the time, which is very amazing.

"You...cough...sit freely," Jian Zimo pressed his hands on his neck to make it easier for him to speak, "cough...that is the master bedroom, if you are tired...you can rest first, I will cook the meal Call you again."

Jian Zimo dropped the words and turned to walk into the storage room. There were a lot of herbs in it. He picked out a few plants and went to the kitchen to wash them and boil them in a pot. Then he washed the rice and started cooking dinner.

Zuo Qiuyan stood firmly in the middle of the living room, looking around the simple house.

The main entrance is a table with a large glass bottle on it, inside which is an arm-long arthropod, which looks a bit like a centipede, but has two more pincers than a centipede.On the right is the sofa and coffee table. On the sofa are a few blue-gray little mice. One of the ears has a big suture, which is twisted and twisted. The hand that tied the little mice is not good.

Zuo Qiuyan walked over and bent down to bring up the little mouse, pinched its broken ear with his slender fingers, and some images flashed through his mind at the right time, which made him stunned.Carrying the little mouse to the master bedroom mentioned by Jian Zimo, the door is a big bed, the warm-colored quilt and bed cover are covered with little mice of various colors, in different sizes, and there is a dresser beside the bed, The mirror on the dressing table reflected a handsome man.

He was dressed in a red robe with wide sleeves, with a cold and handsome face, and his long hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, like the ancient people he had seen on TV before.

Time, really passed 15 years.

Jian Zimo made chicken noodle soup for dinner, and called Zuo Qiuyan who was in a daze in the room, and the two ate dinner across the table.

The restaurant was quiet and no one spoke.Zuo Qiuyan was thinking, while Jian Zimo was peeking at him. According to Professor William, contact with familiar things can slowly restore memory. It has been almost half an hour since I got home. I don’t know if I called him. a little memory.

It's a pity that Jian Zimo didn't see any fluctuations on his face until after dinner.

"Yan Yan, drink the medicine first and then take a bath, and I will give you acupuncture later." Jian Zimo took the medicine before eating, and now his throat has finally healed a lot. Although it hurts to speak, it doesn't take much effort .

"Acupuncture?"

Zuoqiuyan was puzzled. He didn't know much about Chinese medicine before he was taken away, but since the royal family has always supported Chinese medicine, he had heard a lot of it. He knew that apart from Mr. Chen, there were very few Chinese medicine practitioners in the empire who knew acupuncture and moxibustion. People who get needles on the human body are even rarer.

This self-proclaimed lover knows acupuncture?

Seeing the distrust on Zuo Qiuyan's face, Jian Zimo wanted to cry, it seems that he should tell him clearly about what happened in the past two years as soon as possible, "Well, I will tell you about your physical condition later. , drink the medicine first."

The black concoction was brought in front of him, and an unpleasant and strange smell made Zuo Qiuyan frowned.

He doesn't want to drink.

"No, I have to drink it." Jian Zimo could see Zuo Qiuyan's thoughts at a glance, "The medicine for repairing nerves has not been researched yet. After your mental body collapsed, you have been relying on traditional Chinese medicine to keep warm and cannot be stopped."

Zuo Qiuyan's heart sank, he clenched his hands into fists, and said stiffly, "Is my mental body broken?"

Before he was taken away, Academician Ouyang and others had predicted for him that his mental power was at least level 3S, but now, did he have a mental breakdown?

Zuo Qiuyan's mind was a little confused, and he stared blankly at the person in front of him.

"Well," Jian Zimo saw Zuo Qiuyan's unbelievable and uncomfortable expression, lowered his eyes, and put away his sad emotions before approaching him.I want to hug him and comfort him, but in the end I can only say softly: "But I will fix it for you, trust me, okay?"

Zuo Qiuyan's chest was icy, how to fix it?I've never heard of a mental breakdown that can be restored, it's impossible, he's lying to him, he must...

【Jian Zimo can be trusted】

The elder brother's words echoed in his mind again. Zuo Qiuyan lowered his eyes and looked around. It is undeniable that he felt familiar since he walked in here. Adding in the elder brother's words and the words of the people around him, he and the person in front of him had intimate matters. It must be true, it's just...

His memory is only 13 years.

"You said that the little mouse is your quantum beast, and I will believe you if you let it out."

"There's no way to let it out."

Jian Zimo is almost losing his temper, his Quantum Beast is really irritating, "Yan Yan, be obedient."

The very soft voice was like a thousand catties of stones hitting Zuo Qiuyan's heart heavily. The helplessness and exhaustion in the eyes of the person in front of him made his heart feel uncomfortable as if being pinched by a big hand, making him nod unconsciously.

In his memory, there seemed to be a person who always said to him: "Yan Yan, be obedient."

Zuo Qiuyan's sudden obedience made Jian Zimo heave a sigh of relief. After he came out of the shower, drank the medicine and finished the acupuncture, Jian Zimo dragged his weak body to the bathroom, took a quick shower and dried his hair, Jian Zimo finally looked better.

In his mind, he was thinking about what he would tell Zuo Qiuyan about the past two years, how to coax people to bed, or sleep in separate beds, and open the bathroom door while wandering.All the entanglements he had been struggling with before disappeared, and he was worried about how to coax the person to bed already lying on it.

Seeing Jian Zimo coming out, Zuoqiuyan quickly sat up and saw him staring at him, his cheeks flushed a little, "You said you can sleep."

Jian Zimo was stunned, then recovered and smiled, "Well, I can sleep."

Zuo Qiuyan slept against the wall, and Jian Zimo was afraid that he would continue to squeeze in, so he didn't fall asleep. He just lay down along the side of the bed, quickly pressed a few times on the terminal, and lowered the indoor light.

There is only one quilt on the bed, and the temperature in the country is most suitable for sleeping, and it doesn't matter whether you cover it or not.But Jian Zimo couldn't do it. He was used to putting something on his body when he slept, so he pulled off the corner of the quilt that Zuoqiuyan had already covered, and covered his stomach.

Jian Zimo asked softly, "Want to hear it?"

Zuo Qiuyan's face was blushing badly after the light was turned down, and when he heard Jian Zimo's question, he couldn't help but grasp the quilt tightly, "Your hand still hurts?"

Jian Zimo was taken aback, smiled, pressed the gauze on his wrist, and replied, "It hurts!"

"I'm sorry." The voice was very small, so small that it was hard to hear it without listening carefully.

Jian Zimo smiled in the dark, Yan Yan is always so easy to trust people, so easy to soften his heart!

Fifteen years ago, he was a test subject for a whole year, and finally his mania broke out, and his mental body was severely damaged, leaving him with pain all over his body, and he was tortured by mania every second. It is not surprising to distort and retaliate against society, but he has quietly trapped himself in the imperial city for 15 years.

Now his memory stops at the decisive battle with the anti-imperial organization 13 years ago. It is reasonable to say that his mental state and spirit were the worst and most pessimistic, but he easily believed Zuo Qiuxiu and him.

When Wang Snake left Dixing and ran to him, Yan Yan didn't let him be arrested immediately, but ran all the way to "find the truth". How could God have the heart to torture such a person?

"Yanyan, do you want to hear it? We have to go there."

"no, do not want."

The people beside him were very gentle, so gentle that he calmed down his battered spirit. Suddenly, he didn't want to hear others talk about his past with him, he wanted to remember it by himself.

The room in the night mode is getting darker and darker, and people who are about a meter away breathe slowly and gently.

Zuoqiuyan looked at the dark ceiling, without any sleepiness, turned sideways, and approached cautiously.Losing 3S mental power, his five senses are no different from ordinary people, and he can only observe this person through a tiny light.

Although he is still very young, he looks like he has just grown up, but he is the person who developed the antidote to HD medicine, and he is also his lover.

The eldest brother said that he accompanied him to Desolate Star.

I stretched out my hand uncontrollably, wanting to touch——

"Yan Yan."

A murmur sounded, and the person sleeping on the edge of the bed scratched and pulled around on the bed a few times, grabbing a cold hand, and instinctively made him pull the master in his hand towards him, whispering in his sleep, "Yan Yan , cover the quilt, hands are cold."

The stiff person was not affected by his voice, and remained motionless. His calm face flushed red again. Just when he didn't know what to do, the person next to him rolled over a few times and came to him in an instant, pulling his hands and lifting his legs. , and hugged Zuo Qiuyan whole.

It's warm and comfortable...

"Boom!"

The head exploded like fireworks, gorgeous lines gushed out from an unknown place, and instantly filled the mind and the entire room. The gray-blue and obsidian lines were separated from the darkness by a space-time, swimming and playing, slowly, bringing The lines of subtle light become two figures, and the figures are filled to become two blended and entangled animals.

It's the King Snake and Totoro.

Jian Zimo felt that he was having a erotic dream, but it didn't feel right. He had never tried the kind of comfort that even made his soul tremble. A word popped out of his mind in the dream: Shuangxiu.

Zuo Qiuyan's body went from being stiff to blushing to trembling, to being uncontrollably wanting to touch the people around him. After experiencing wave after wave of physical and mental battles, he finally couldn't help himself.

"Wake up, hurry up."

He aggressively wanted to wake up the person beside him, but the force on his shoulders was too weak, the person holding him remained motionless, and kept pushing his head into his arms.

Zuo Qiuyan was annoyed and angry, but he didn't know what to do, he was only 13 years old!

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Zuo Qiuyan's "amnesia" didn't last long, and Jian Zimo didn't know exactly when he recovered. When he found out, he was already in love.The fierce man on top of him seemed to have a grudge against him, gnashing his teeth aggressively, Jian Zimo, who was already too tired to lift his hands, was even more tired now.

Tiredness added up and the result was that he slept for nearly twenty hours before waking up, and what he saw when he woke up was Zuo Qiuyan holding his injured wrist with red eyes.

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

"No pain."

The cold hand caressed the swollen throat after the night, and the man who blamed himself finally burst into tears.

Cool lips were printed on his neck, and the warm breath swept over his earlobes. He rested his head on his neck and refused to get up, sobbing softly.

Jian Zimo sighed softly and hugged him, the anger brought out from the dream was also extinguished in such a scene, what can he do?

Pet it!