Gospel of Lazy Cancer

The marshal woke up from his dream.

He sat up, opened the drawer, took out the medicine bottle, took out two tablets and swallowed them. If the adjutant was present at this time, he would find that the medicine the Marshal took was exactly the same as the one he had taken before.

Specifically for the sequelae of memory and emotion loss caused by consciousness projection (commonly known as time travel).

The marshal's condition is worse than that of the adjutant, and now the adjutant has stopped taking the medicine, but he hasn't.The reason analyzed by the medical officer is that the adjutant went to treat his illness, and the marshal went there to treat his illness. The patient and the doctor, naturally, it is more difficult for the doctor, who has to face more complicated and difficult situations, and consumes more energy and mind. , so the sequelae are more serious.

The marshal lay down again, he was no longer sleepy, because he just dreamed about what happened that day.

The chaotic scene gave him a headache, and he couldn't help rubbing the space between his brows.

As for the fact that he was brainwashed and put on the adjutant, the marshal had already looked away.

If the other party wasn't an adjutant, he would have destroyed his humanity long ago, smashing him down to the molecular level.

But it happened to be the adjutant.

The partner he has decided will accompany him through the rest of his life.

When I was young, I taught him how to use the optical brain, gave him the first set of training clothes and taught him how to be a man, ate the food he just learned to cook, celebrated and encouraged him after his first kill, and reminded him not to be proud after he won the battle...

Compared with these, a negative distance contact is lighter than a feather.

That incident was an accident caused by countless coincidences: I was ambushed, the adjutant rescued me, was injured and captured, and I went back to rescue him, the adjutant was manipulated by the Zerg and needed a little wolf dog to relieve his desire, and I tried my best to stop it, the adjutant ran away mentally and wanted to kill him Myself, my own life was hanging by a thread and I made a bad decision... This series of events caused a chain reaction, which eventually led to the tragedy.

If he does it again, he will still do that, and the result may not change.Because that was the best choice he could make under the circumstances.

Sounds bad, but it is.

Frankly speaking, when he was in a coma, the adjutant ate navel oranges, and after he woke up, the adjutant could not control himself and continued to eat, and he was not without pleasure.Anyway, when he used his hand to help release it earlier, he broke the principle he insisted on in the past, so it's okay to talk about it in depth.

Moreover, he thinks that he treats the adjutant very gently, and his skills are also proficient. He sees the adjutant's continuous active fatigue and his legs tremble. After all, navel oranges are very exhausting for the people above him. The adjutant's muscles twitched continuously for several hours until his condition stabilized.

Therefore, the marshal was a little puzzled why the adjutant refused to see him after he was rescued.

"Mentally retarded!" The medical officer who understood the condition of the two threw him these two words.

"What did I do wrong? Should I leave him alone and let him move by himself?" the marshal asked.

The medical officer fell into unspeakable silence again.

After a long time he said, "This is artificial respiration for you, but not for the adjutant. Do you understand?"

The Marshal thoughtfully, nodded to express his understanding.

The adjutant has always been very conservative in terms of relationships. He belongs to the type of love and marriage. He probably can't accept being raped by a man.In particular, the target was himself as a brother and an officer, so he couldn't face it for a while.

"Does he still not want to see me?" asked the marshal.

The medical officer shook his head helplessly.

"He and I are both victims of this incident, and it is entirely the Zerg's responsibility," the marshal said solemnly, "Please tell him, I hope he can recover as soon as possible, and everything will be the same as before."

It's just that the adjutant doesn't think so.

After the medical officer brought the marshal's words, the condition did not improve, nor did the condition improve.

The marshal guessed that the adjutant probably valued the friendship between the two of them too much, thinking that everything was his own responsibility, so he couldn't let it go, refused him to visit, and resisted any form of communication.

In addition, the "binding" of the Zerg has not been fundamentally released, and the adjutant is completely immersed in negative emotions, anxious and frustrated, depressed, the whole person is drained of vitality, physically weak, and his mental strength is between SS and S rank Volatile, he collapsed in a riot.

"Ah ah ah - let me die... let me be free..."

After some rescue, the adjutant was rescued, but what the medical officer saved was only his body, and his soul seemed to have been lost in the vast universe.

After research and analysis, the medical officer told Park Jiayan: "Binding" is a connection close to the soul level, which is more complex and profound than spiritual power.Park Jiayan was very lucky to be able to fool Yao Chen for a short time and replace "little wolf dog".Those who are "bound" cannot leave the subject for too long, otherwise they will lose their vitality and die in depression.

Because the Federation and the Zerg were negotiating for a temporary truce at that time, the situation was sensitive, so the marshal had to sneak into the Zerg with his cronies, followed the clues to find the Zerg soldier who hurt Yao Chen, and took the goddamn "little wolf dog" to the ground. "Bring it back.

However, it didn't work.

Seeing the bug through the glass box, the adjutant's face was contorted with fear and disgust, as if he was facing a demon crawling out of hell, and he kept screaming: "Take it away! I don't want to see it! Take it away!"

This is the Adjutant's second breakdown.

The marshal looked at the adjutant whose bloodless body was rapidly thinning on the hospital bed, and felt powerless for the first time in his heart.

"Why didn't it work?" he asked.

"Both longing and hatred, both emotions are very extreme, and he is fighting fiercely, treating his body as a battlefield." The medical officer said solemnly.

"Hate? In theory, you should like to be close to the 'bound' object."

"His self-will is resisting this distorted instinct." The medical officer sighed, looking at Yao Chen as if looking at a great hero.

Humans do have a part of beasts, but they have evolved for so long, growing, learning, and sublimating in the land nourished by civilization, and they have also learned reason, love, and sacrifice.It would be too sad if only animal nature remained.

"Don't give me philosophy lessons! I want a feasible and practical treatment plan!" The marshal was like a trapped animal, pacing anxiously in the cage. He had exhausted his methods and was helpless.

After being rescued for the second time, the adjutant asked to see the marshal.

When the marshal arrived, the adjutant was resting with his eyes closed, his long thick eyelashes were drooping listlessly, his lips were pale, and the rise and fall of his chest could hardly be seen, making one almost think he was dead.

The marshal walked gently to the bed, moved a chair and sat next to the adjutant, looking at this tortured young man, he felt uncomfortable.

The adjutant woke up and saw the marshal smiled reflexively, his peach blossom eyes curved, and then he looked away as if remembering something, looking a little shy.

The marshal was inexplicably angry, and wanted to say, "Are you finally willing to see me?" But the questioning tone was too unfriendly to the patient, so he had to hold back, hesitating, he didn't know what to say.

After a while of silence, the adjutant said: "They told me that there is no better treatment plan now."

The options before the adjutant are limited.

Plan [-]: Stay with the bugs, the future will be long, take care of your body first, and then find a way to unbind.

Solution [-]: Kill the bugs, but it is not sure that the bugs will be able to contact the binding after they die, and according to the existing information, the bound person will be in pain.

Solution [-]: Try to solve the problem from the source, cut off part of the adjutant’s brain, and destroy his mental power. The “binding” may or may not disappear, but in this way the adjutant will become [-]% useless.

Option Four: Euthanasia.

If the marshal had to choose, he would choose the first one. Being with the worms doesn't necessarily mean we have to be together, but keep him as a prisoner, and slowly figure it out.

But the adjutant, who was usually very obedient and obedient, followed like a demon, got into a dead end, and insisted on choosing the last plan.

Marshal tried to convince him: "Hang on, I need you to get better."

"You don't need me anymore."

He looked into the marshal's eyes and said firmly, "I want to die with dignity."

Fuck his dignity.

The marshal, who had been suppressed since the incident, broke out. He intervened forcefully, saying that Yao Chen's mental state was abnormal, so all the decisions he made were invalid. As his only and closest relative in the legal sense, he had the right to make the decision.

"I want the fifth option."

The medical officer read from his eyes the meaning of "Otherwise you will die for me", and under pressure, he contacted his mentor, seniors, and experts in all spiritual fields he could get in touch with, and then creatively proposed Hypnotherapy.

"The adjutant can't accept bugs, so it's okay if the other party is a human being? You have lied to him once, which shows that this method is feasible, but the time of deception is relatively short. We must find a way to extend this time. Let him stabilize first, and then Then consider the matter of unbinding."

"What method can prolong the hypnosis time?"

"Consciousness projection." The medical officer then explained: "This is a very new field. Because it involves time and space, the federal law management is very strict, even surpassing genetic technology. It takes a long time for an experiment to be approved, so the development of technology has not been fast. But it has been tested so far. Success, to achieve living body time travel."

To put it simply, the marshal and the adjutant travel together, using the characteristics of the fast time flow in the low-level world, to hypnotize the adjutant inside, making him separate the image of the "little wolf dog" from the bug in his mind, making him firmly believe that the "little wolf dog" is the marshal .

"Must it be me?" Marshal worried about affecting the friendship between the two in the future.

"You have succeeded before, and changing people will increase the risk."

Computer analysis has a success rate of over 76.3%.

The marshal agreed to this plan after careful consideration.

Everything was ready, and the medical officer took a shot of anesthetic to the adjutant's ward.

The lieutenant, kept in the dark, thought that the hospital had approved his request for euthanasia, and the medical officer had come to send him on his way.

"It's time." He murmured, pulling out a pale and weak smile.

He looked outside the door, as if expecting someone to come, but there was no one there, the corridor was deadly silent, and the light in his eyes went out.

There was no one to see him off before he died, and the medical officer was very distressed, but he couldn't explain the truth to him.The marshal was worried about an accident, so he decided to travel through the past one step ahead of time to find out the situation.

"I let him down, he must not want to see me."

"He might just be too busy." Too busy to see him off?The medical officer regretted it after he finished speaking, and felt clumsy for the first time.

The adjutant's tears flowed down, and he finally made himself weak at the last moment of his life.

"I have always liked him, I like him very much. So, I can't let him see that I have given up my dignity and love in order to live... In front of the person I like, I have to go to... ask for love, really It's too ugly!"

Transparent beads rolled down and hit the white sheet, one after another.

"He said he could go back to the way he was before, but I couldn't do it. After forcing him to hug me, I didn't have the face to see him, and I didn't have the courage to pretend I didn't care anymore, and calmly accepted that he fell in love with others, got married, and welcomed a new life ...Do you know? A part of me is happy that he finally merged with me so intimately. He is so gentle to my lover... I want to ascend to heaven happily, but I am so jealous that I am about to die... ... I'm so despicable, isn't it?"

He sniffed, wiped away his tears with the back of his hand, and said sincerely to the medical officer, "Thank you for listening to me, please keep this secret for me."

The liquid in the injection was injected into the catheter, and the adjutant slowly closed his eyes.

"I wish you a pleasant journey." The medical officer said goodbye softly.