After turning off the live broadcast, Su Yemu put his hand into the water and rinsed it. When the burning pain was not so strong, he applied a layer of oil on the back of his hand, added sugar to the pressure cooker, and boiled for three minutes.
Turn off the fire and go out. At this time, the back of Su Yemu's hand is slightly dark red; Su Yemu told the doctor that the porridge is ready, and after returning to the room and taking out the treatment instrument to treat the back of the hand, Su Yemu walked out of the room and came to A room for 'lucky boy' experiments.
The doctor directly brought a pot of hawthorn and coix seed porridge into the room, typed out half a bowl of test data, and left the rest in the room to cool.
Jujube is fragrant, and the fragrance that wafts out has a sweet taste, which smells very appetizing. The sugar water has a faint hawthorn fragrance, and the coix seed has been boiled, and the mouth is soft, tender, sweet, and the taste is surprisingly delicious.
The 'lucky boy' who had only eaten the nutrient solution was drooling, because his tongue was stiff and hard to control, he was really drooling.
"Clack cluck!"
Several people kept waving their hands, signaling to Su Yemu, expressing their embarrassment; but their eyes were fixed on the pot, and they couldn't move away.
"My God, the green pigment value is ninety-eight percent."
The doctor screamed, with ecstasy in his eyes.
Since the empire announced the green pigment, not only many people from the empire and the federation have invested in research, but the blue star bandits are also not far behind.
"Then let's get started!"
The doctor suppressed the excitement, took the body data of the "lucky boy" again, and then made a paste of hawthorn and coix seed porridge, and let them drink it one by one, but because it was the first time, no one dared to use a large amount, just Everyone drank half a bowl, and the rest was carried away by Hei Meng who ran over.
Seeing that Su Yemu's spirit is not good, the doctor suggested: "It will take some time for the data to come out, Second Master, you should go back and rest first!"
"Okay, what's the news, you tell me."
Su Yemu touched the back of the hand that was no longer painful, but the skin was still rough, walked out of the room, and returned to the room. Su Yemu began to write the recipes of the medicinal diet. If this experiment proves that the medicinal diet is useful, these will be implemented.
After writing this for an entire afternoon, Su Yemu stretched his waist, stretched out on the chair and thought about something. When he thought about it, he thought of Emperor Sheng Yuan's tomb, and then he thought of He Yunting.
"Su Yemu, are you injured?" Hei Meng ran in with a loud voice, grabbed Su Yemu's hand and looked through it, saw the back of the hand was dark red, and asked, "Does it still hurt? Why did you get burned?"
He did not forget the warning look in He Yunting's eyes before he left. He was clearly saying that Su Yemu had one hair missing and wanted to settle accounts with him.
Hei Meng is not afraid of He Yunting, but if Su Yemu can stay, he has to protect it. Besides, does he know that the starship is still flying around the earth outside the earth's atmosphere.
"Watched the live broadcast?"
"Look."
Su Yemu nodded, feeling a little dull for a while.
"You thought of He Yunting and got burned?"
"Ah? No, I just lost my mind."
Hei Meng smiled, put Su Yemu's shoulders, so that the two brothers could get closer to him, and asked with a smile, "Have you ever been in love?"
"Why do you ask this?" Su Yemu pulled Heimeng's hand away: "I'm going out for a walk."
Su Yemu was twenty-three years old before time travelling, and twenty-three years old after time travelling. He said that he had never been in a relationship, which was a little embarrassing for a man, so he refused to answer.
Su Yemu said to go out for a walk, not in the dungeon, but outside.
Putting on the cloak, before stepping out of the levitating car, Su Yemu put on the hood and then walked out of the dungeon.
At a glance, the sky is full of wind and snow, and the occasional buildings are already turned into ice.
Su Yemu walked towards those buildings, but didn't see any plants along the way. After walking for a while, Su Yemu felt cold on the soles of his feet, so he decided not to leave. He squatted down and dug the snow with his bare hands. He wanted to see if he could dig the ground; it was snowing now, and he was wearing a cloak. Su Yemu didn't feel how cold it was.
The snow was too thick and it was not easy to dig. When Su Yemu dug to the bottom, it turned out to be ice.
Su Yemu squatted on the ground and touched around. When he touched a stone, he began to smash it into the ice layer, but he couldn't move it at all. Su Yemu originally thought that it would be great if he could move up the dungeon through technology, but judging from the situation, the possibility is too small.
"Creak creak!"
Suddenly there was the sound of stepping on the snow behind him, Su Yemu was about to turn his head, when someone hugged him from behind, Su Yemu was about to struggle, but the familiar breath calmed him down.
After walking for a while with Su Yemu in his arms, He Yunting sat down on a big rock, turned him around, and sat on his lap.
Qingjun's face was serious, his lips were tightly pursed, his eyes were reddish, he didn't groan, he looked at He Yunting with a particularly aggrieved look, such Su Yemu made He Yunting's chest ache.
He took off the cloak on Su Yemu's body and threw it aside. He Yunting put his military coat on Su Yemu and put on his hat; .
He Yunting held Su Yemu's hand in his palm, the cold hand made He Yunting frown, a little annoyed, both angry that Su Yemu didn't cherish himself, and angry that he came back late.
He Yunting's complexion was not good, Su Yemu's heart sank, and he murmured, "Where did you go?"
"See you once."
He Yunting didn't say what he did when he saw Marshal Wan Teng, and Su Yemu didn't ask, but just leaned his head on He Yunting's shoulder.
Su Yemu muffled: "I don't like you leaving suddenly."
For the first time, leaving alone made Su Yemu feel uncomfortable.
"Not in the future." He Yunting turned Su Yemu's hand over, saw the dark red skin on the back of his hand, and his expression darkened.
Su Yemura held her hand, but didn't pull it away, and said, "I accidentally burned it, and it has been cured with a therapeutic device. It's okay."
He Yunting gave a 'hmm' sound, looked deeply at Su Yemu and said, "I promise you not to leave suddenly in the future, and you have to promise me that you will not take your hands away from me casually in the future."
"Especially for outsiders."
He Yunting added a sentence.
Su Yemu was about to say that they were not outsiders, at least in terms of blood, they were closer to him, but then he thought about it, if He Yunting was used to compare with them, He Yunting must be the most important.
Su Yemu raised his palm and looked at He Yunting; although He Yunting was puzzled, he also raised his hand. Su Yemu slapped He Yunting's palm, and there was a crisp applause. Su Yemu said, "It's a deal, it's a deal."
"good."
He Yunting smiled lightly. When he first met Su Yemu, he felt that this person was mature, calm, and thoughtful in dealing with people and things. It was only after a long time of contact that he realized that he was very simple.
From childhood to adulthood, Su Yemu, who was instinctively cold-faced, had no friends and lived a simple life. I lived with my grandma when I was young. In addition to growing vegetables and raising chickens with my grandma on weekdays, I also learned how to cook with my grandma. When I grew up and went back to my parents, apart from taking classes, I learned drama from a group of old men. I didn’t have much contact with my peers, and then I learned cooking directly from the master. The environment was simpler.
So it is not surprising to develop a tendon.
Of course, this is what his master said, Su Yemu never felt that he was single-minded.
"It's cold, go back! I'll carry you on my back."
He Yunting put Su Yemu on the stone and turned around. Su Yemu was also polite, and just lay down on the ground.
Stepping on the snow, he walked towards the entrance of the dungeon step by step.
"I was bullied when I was young, and I really wish I had an older brother who would come out and help me defeat them." Su Yemu still doesn't understand why they bullied herself: "But after asking grandma that I don't have an older brother, I beat them back by myself." .”
He Yunting's face darkened: "Did they hit you?"
"No, they always want me to laugh, and I'm not just kidding," Su Yemu was very angry and excited, and the hands holding He Yunting's neck couldn't help tightening: "I don't laugh, they come to pull me, I'm getting impatient, Just beat them, they fight back, there are still many people, I can't beat them, so I just shoot them with bricks."
"Hehe!" He Yunting chuckled, remembering the Beicheng incident, when Su Yemu shot people with bricks. It seems that shooting people with bricks is a habit developed since childhood. By your side, I will definitely beat you back hard.”
"How could you be by my side, I..."
The voice stopped abruptly, Su Yemu's body was slightly stiff, and it took a while to relax. Afterwards, Su Yemu buried her head on He Yunting's shoulder and asked in a muffled voice, "Did I talk too much?"
"Not much." He Yunting stopped in his tracks, turned his head slightly, kissed Su Yemu's forehead, and said in a deep voice, "Just tell me these things, not too many at any time."
"Um!"
Su Yemu responded in a low voice and smiled silently.
When he appeared in the dungeon with He Yunting, Su Yemu was actually a little nervous. He racked his brains to explain to Heimeng, but he didn't know how to say it.
Hei Meng was not surprised, he just said: "Only he is allowed."
Hei Meng's approval made Su Yemu heave a sigh of relief. That night, He Yunting and Su Yemu slept in the same bed. Su Yemu babbled about the past, and the last sentence was, if only you were my brother.
He Yunting suffered from insomnia, not because he confirmed his guess that Su Yemu did not belong to the Interstellar Era, but because of Su Yemu's word "my brother".
He Yunting struggled until it was almost dawn, then hugged Su Yemu, closed his eyes and rested his mind.
The next day, the physical report of the "lucky boy" came out. The data was different from the previous day, but it was not obvious. The doctors hugged and cheered happily.
He Yunting looked at these people and asked Heimeng, "Can you trust them?"
Hei Meng was also unambiguous: "Su Yemu is the second in command of our Blue Star Bandit Group. To betray him is to betray the entire earth."
He Yunting: "I hope so."
After learning about the situation in the dungeon, He Yunting is going back to the imperial capital. The state of the imperial capital is not very good recently, Ryan is too active, the emperor can't sleep every day, and He Yunting's terminal is about to be blown up by him.
Su Yemu didn't really want He Yunting to leave, but he didn't stop him; before leaving, He Yunting talked with Hei Meng for a while, and Su Yemu didn't know what to say, because he had already entered the kitchen.
As soon as the live broadcast room opened, people rushed in and asked how Su Yemu's hand was doing. Is there any medicine.
Su Yemu raised the back of his hand, faced the terminal, and said with a smile: "Look, everyone, it's all right now."
/Wow, Bobo laughed, the rain is over and the sky is sunny. /
/Hee hee, guess blindly, Marshal went to find Bobo. /
After the words fell, Su Yemu really laughed, and screamed in the live broadcast room, but when Su Yemu said the next sentence, he froze:
"Yeah, Brother Yunting is here; I was the one who lost my temper with Brother Yunting before," Su Yemu said, "But it's okay, Brother Yunting is a good person, don't care about me, just like my own brother."
From yesterday's conversation with He Yunting, Su Yemu confirmed that He Yunting was unhappy before, probably because he pulled back his hand. Speaking of which, such an action might hurt someone a bit, so it's not surprising that He Yunting was angry.
He Yunting who just walked out of the kitchen:!
Everyone in the live broadcast room: Marshal is so pitiful.
The author has something to say: I originally wanted to finish this small map with one more chapter today, but I didn’t expect the computer to hang up, so I could only use my mobile phone to write, the mobile phone is slow, I finally finished this chapter, and I will change my computer tomorrow go.
Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~
Thanks to the little angel who voted [Mine]: Violet 1 in the past;
Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]:
48 bottles of colorful clouds; 10 bottles of the deity is still cute; 5 bottles of happy bald today, sword in sheath; 3 bottles of Zhenzhen; Xiao 1 bottle;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!