Sick Beauty Commander is cold and strong

The young man's lips were very pale, his whole body was sickly, and his skin was so white that it was almost transparent.His voice was hoarse and weak, as if the wind would dissipate it.

His fingertips hooked the corner of his coat. Just this action seemed to exhaust all his strength, and he couldn't even hide the exhaustion in his eyes.

Tan Xuyang's eyes fell on this jade-white and slender finger, and he couldn't help but think of the last time he was in the hospital, the whole palm was pressed softly on his forearm, and the strength was as weak as now.

Thinking of the tactile sensation of skin touching, he would unconsciously think of the fragrance of the weak commander.

That fragrance was too gentle, completely inconsistent with his usual prickly and indifferent attitude, but if it falls on someone who is sick at the moment, it should be lighter.

"Whether you go or not is up to you!" Dr. Hu's voice interrupted Tan Xuyang's thoughts.

Dr. Hu has a bad temper, especially after seeing Cen Chu, his whole blood pressure went up slowly, and he pointed at the pale young man on the stretcher and sprayed: "Don't be stubborn, just lie in the hospital for 80 years in your condition It's useless!"

"Leave him alone, just push him away!" He directly ordered the little nurse robot pushing the stretcher.

The strength of the corner of the clothes seems to have increased.Tan Xuyang couldn't be sure, this sense of force was so small that he could almost ignore it.

If the orders are inconsistent, the little nurse robot will not act.Dr. Hu was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves on the spot, planning to push the stretcher away.

At this time, Tan Xuyang took a step forward and directly blocked Dr. Hu with one hand.He lowered his head, and his eyes still fell on the long-haired commander with a sick face.

"You really don't want to go?" he asked.

"En." Cen Chu replied in a low voice.

"No, it's fine if he messes around, why are you messing around with him?" Dr. Hu was very dissatisfied.

Tan Xuyang didn't take back his hand, no matter how hard Dr. Hu tried, he remained motionless.He looked at Dr. Hu with a calm expression.

"Doctor Hu, let it be if he doesn't want to. You can't force this."

Dr. Hu stared, "It's not something you want to think about! Are you a doctor or am I a doctor? Besides, if something goes wrong, will you be responsible or I will be responsible?!"

Tan Xuyang didn't move, the meaning was self-evident.

Cen Chu maintained a semi-awake state, taking in all the words of the two of them.

As early as the first time he heard Dr. Hu's voice, he had already anticipated the subsequent troubles.Dr. Hu was not instructed to do this by the senior management of the [-]th ship. From the first time he met Dr. Hu, the other party had a very strong desire to explore his physique, and always wanted to take him to the medical department to take care of him. After some research, this kind of thinking is exactly what the senior management of the eleventh ship wants, and naturally no one will stop it.

The Medical Department, this is a nice name, its full name is "Medical Project Research Department".As a foreigner, Cen Chu, who knows if Fleet [-] can resist making him a general teacher?

Asking Tan Xuyang for help is just an attempt. He has self-protection means, but wouldn't it be too much of a fuss to use it here?

It's just that he didn't have much hope of reporting.In his memory, Tan Xuyang had always held inexplicable dislike and resistance towards him, and he was very rude in his words.

Unexpectedly, Tan Xuyang really answered his request for help.

Dr. Hu stared at Tan Xuyang for a while, but was still defeated, and said angrily: "You boy! Be careful not to fall into my hands next time!"

Tan Xuyang shrugged, with a faint smile.

"That will make you wait."

With a stinky face, Dr. Hu snorted coldly, pointed his hand, and said in a bad tone: "The medical equipment is ready, take him to Room [-]."

After finishing speaking, he didn't want to stay for a second, and left with his hands.

Tan Xuyang put his hands in his pockets, his tall figure just covered a light, and his shadow hit the emergency stretcher, covering Cen Chu.

Cen Chu looked up at him.Feeling the gaze, the other party also turned his eyes away from Dr. Hu and met him.

Carelessly, and a little impatiently.

"Thank you." Cen Chu coughed twice and said hoarsely.

The man looked away casually.

"Ah."

Seeing that they had no objection, the little nurse whispered to Cen Chu, pushed the cart and walked towards Room [-], and Tan Xuyang followed behind the cart with his hands in his pockets.

Without Dr. Hu's threat, Cen Chu no longer held on, and closed his eyes along with fatigue, allowing himself to be pushed away.

"Huh? Yuantian type No. 6689 dipping device, new?"

"Yes, this is the latest model of dip therapy equipment recently developed by the Ministry of Medicine!"

"The latest models have to be tried in the medical department for three months before they are put into use in the hospital. Why haven't I seen them in the medical department before?"

"Mr. Cen's situation is special, and the old model can't meet the requirements, so the 6689 is temporarily moved up!"

A light voice.

Grumpy Grumpy Grumpy.

Cen Chu was completely submerged in the warm medicinal liquid from the feet to the head. This kind of liquid was specially treated with molecular filtration technology. Being immersed in it did not feel drenched like normal water, but more like It is wrapped in huge soft cotton.It does not affect the breathing of the human body, and there is no need to wear an additional ventilator.

The numbness in his body and the pain in his mind were relieved to a certain extent the moment he immersed in the medicinal liquid.

Consciousness gradually sinks.

There was a faint voice coming from the opposite side of the glass cover, which seemed a little far away.

"The immersion therapy device works automatically throughout the process, but the emergency detection standards are set according to the physique of ordinary people. Mr. Cen's situation is special, and you need to pay more attention to the Omer index. Here, this is it. If the above number exceeds 13.7, it will Manually lower the two values ​​here, by 0.02 each time, until the Omer index is lowered."

"According to these two?"

"Yes, you don't need to touch anything else. You don't need to stare at it all the time, just confirm it in ten minutes. The total needs... Well, according to the current parameters, it is about five hours, but it will take longer if you adjust the value halfway Some."

"Ah."

The liquid medicine has a hypnotic effect.Cen Chu lay in it and lost consciousness after a while.

……

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Cen Chu woke up leisurely, and what caught his eyes was still the light blue liquid that filled the space.The right half of his body regained consciousness, and he was rarely full of energy.

He tried to move the fingers of his right hand, and then tried to move his right shoulder.Apart from the slight sluggish movement of the right shoulder, there are no other problems.

Cen Chu touched at his hand, but couldn't find the button to turn on the instrument.

Turning his head to the side, looking out through the translucent light blue liquid, Tan Xuyang was sitting by the wall, leaning against the back of the chair with his eyes closed, and resting his hands on the handles of the chair casually.On his temple is a circular pole piece simulation connector with a diameter of about five centimeters, and a light yellow breathing light is shining.

The opponent closed his eyes, and he should be training or fighting on the simulated field, just like the simulated battle between him and Xu Huang two days ago.

The silhouette of the man is very sharp, even more so when viewed from the side.With his eyes closed and speechless, he also has the fierceness of the eight-point starry sky and the sharpness of the two-point eyebrows. He is a person who can give people a strong sense of oppression just by looking at his appearance.

But this feeling of oppression is nothing to Cen Chu. He has been the commander-in-chief of the three ships for many years, and no one can compare to him when it comes to the feeling of oppression.

Just when Cen Chu was thinking about how to notify Tan Xuyang or the little nurse to come and help him turn on the dipping device, Tan Xuyang opened his eyes.

With a glance, it was like a sharp knife slashing across, full of viciousness.The stern and murderous aura condensed on the battlefield is not concealed at all. With just one glance, the violence and domineering in the aura are unceremoniously crushed down.

When Tan Xuyang noticed that Cen Chu woke up, he raised his eyebrows, his aura was slightly restrained, he took off the connector, got up and walked towards the instrument.

"Dong dong."

The soldier walked to the side of the dipping device, bent down, and knocked on the transparent glass.

The coat was firmly draped over the shoulders, and the tight black training clothes inside showed perfect muscle lines.

"Does it feel okay?" he asked.

The voice sounded distant and vague through the glass.

Soaked in the light blue liquid, Cen Chu nodded in response.

"Then I'll call the nurse." Tan Xuyang straightened up.

The little nurse came quickly.

After some manipulations on the instrument, the light blue liquid gradually faded away. Cen Chu, who was originally supported by the liquid and floated in the center of the column, now lightly landed on the horizontal plate.

There is no wet feeling, and the body is very relaxed.

The horizontal plate moves and exits the instrument along the original path.

Cen Chu sat up, held his right hand, and opened it again. The numbness disappeared, and the whole arm was very relaxed.

He only has the energy to observe the room now. Behind him, a huge dipping device occupies half of the room, and in the middle there is a single-person-sized translucent columnar dipping space filled with light blue medicinal liquid. The place where he was in a coma just now.

The other half of the room looked a bit crowded, and the bed and small instruments seemed to have been temporarily moved to their current positions.

There is a bedside table and a small chair next to the bed.Just now Tan Xuyang was sitting on that chair waiting for him.

"Don't move, Mr. Cen, I'll check first."

"Okay." Cen Chu responded and lay back down again.

The little robot nurse No. 37 touches and touches the instrument.

"Well, there shouldn't be any problem. If you still feel uncomfortable, please let me know."

After inspection, no problems were found.

The little nurse explained a few more words and left quickly.

Heavy footsteps sounded, and the black boots stopped in front of Cen Chu.He stretched out one hand in front of Cen Chu, holding his top.

Only then did Cen Chu realize that his shirt had been taken off at some point.

Looking up, Tan Xuyang looked away, and said impatiently, "Put it on."

Cen Chu took the clothes.

"it is good."

Cen Chu put it on the inner lining, and then inserted his hands into the sleeves of the white standard coat, moving slowly.Seeing that the patience on Tan Xuyang's face was gradually exhausted, he finally stood up.

Tan Xuyang turned his head and looked him up and down unceremoniously.

"This state is not too bad. It is a miracle that you can live in the fleet for so long like you were before," Tan Xuyang commented, "Do you need to rest for a while?"

"No, the condition is quite good. How long have I been in there?" Cen Chu asked.

"Nine hours." Tan Xuyang replied calmly.

Cen Chu thought of the reluctance in the other party's tone when he heard the little nurse report the time of three hours in the fast lane, almost tearing him apart.Now the actual time has tripled compared to the estimate, nine hours, which even Cen Chu thinks is a bit long.

"Thank you," Cen Chu said, "you can tell me if you need help next time."

Tan Xuyang walked to the table and stuffed the connector and communication panel into the big pocket of his coat.Hearing this, he didn't turn his head back, and sneered: "Help? With your small body?"

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