As soon as Lu Bixing's hand touched Lin Jingheng's back, hot blood immediately smeared his hand. He hurriedly hung up his hand in a panic, and used his stiff shoulders to support the opponent's weight. His legs were shaking for a while.
The emergency jump just now tore the wound so hard that it could not be seen, Lin Jingheng's eyes turned black, but his consciousness was still firmly attached to the fine net.
He was silent for a while, before he gathered up enough strength, and said almost inaudibly, "I won't die, give me a hand."
If the injury to the back was in the primitive era, Ji would have been a paraplegic in a high position. Lin Jingheng briefly lost control of his limbs, his body continued to slide down, his chin was on Lu Bixing's shoulder, the tip of his nose swept across his neck, and the faint voice was drowned out. In rapid and shallow breathing.
Lu Bixing: "What did you say?"
"It's nothing, I'll pay you back."
After hearing the last sentence clearly, Lu Bixing was stunned for a while, and then a nameless fire suddenly erupted in his heart, and he wanted to curse after a long time. It's a pity that after being a teacher for several years, he was used to pretending to be a gentle and reasonable big-tailed wolf. This part of the function has deteriorated, and he couldn't think of a suitable word for a while.
During the previous jump, the four students were all in the nursing cabin and had been treated with special medicines. They could not experience the thrill of the big shift of the internal organs and the universe. At this time, they finally felt what a "naked jump" was caught off guard, and they were stunned on the spot. In one place, the cockfighting cock with the best physical fitness crawled and struggled to the trash can in the corner and vomited.
But this time, no one took care of them.
Because the law on the protection of minors is established by the alliance, since the alliance is about to blow the lamp and pull out the wax, if minors want to live in the desolate and endless universe, it is not enough to rely on illusory legislation.
The mobile first aid cabin had already slid over from the medical room, Cyclops walked over with his hands behind his back, bent down and looked at Lin Jingheng.
The cold sweat spread out along Lin Jingheng's eyelashes, as if a water film had formed, and the eyes under the water film were still covered with thick fog, making it impossible to see clearly.
The one-eyed eagle had to admit that although the pillar of the Alliance Military Commission was not a thing, but he did what he said, and it really was his own life, and he also protected Lu Bixing, the "human-shaped tiger talisman". The arms dealer's mood is very complicated - according to common sense, when he knows that the secret he has protected for more than 20 years is leaked, it is time to kill him. Divide this person into two, one hundred.
However, he also knew that at this juncture, Lin Jingheng absolutely could not die.
"The medicine kit was not replenished in time, you heard it," said the one-eyed eagle. "There is only what is left when you arrive, so you have to save it. How much do you need to save your life, say it yourself."
In order to save energy, Lin Jingheng didn't speak by himself. He directly controlled the broadcast in the mecha through Jingwang, and asked in that mechanical voice, "Where is the stock of the medicine box?"
"The micro surgical instrument is barely enough, and the trauma supplies-healing agent is running out."
"Local anesthesia, connect the broken bone and meridian for me, the wound is sewed directly without healing agent."
Lu Bixing has been carefully avoiding his wounds, and the one-eyed eagle is not so gentle. After listening to the injured person's opinion, he directly dragged Lin Jingheng from his mother-in-law's son and threw it into the emergency cabin. Good first aid procedures, and asked: "What about plasma, comprehensive antibiotics and painkillers, there are not many painkillers, and antibiotics seem to be running out."
Lin Jingheng replied cherishly, "None of them."
Lu Bixing reached out to stop him: "Fuck you, no!"
The one-eyed eagle grabbed his wrist, and the mandarin duck's eyes showed a rare falcon-like cold light: "He cherishes his life very much. Over the years, people who want his life can line up from here to Votto, and Admiral Lin can It's not about your face to live to this day, right?"
The first aid cabin rolled out smoothly and drove to the medical room. Lin Jingheng closed his eyes and curled the corners of his mouth coldly: "Exceeded the prize."
The one-eyed eagle bowed his head to Lu Bixing patiently, and asked flatteringly, "Don't you even believe what Dad said?"
"Don't follow along and create trouble." Lu Bixing shook off him decisively, expressing his position with his actions - chasing after him.
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Cyclops: ""
There is a timeless question: Dad and this little white face fell into the water at the same time, who are you going to catch first
The old Persian doesn't really want to know the answer now.
He shouted as if to vent his anger: "If this scourge really died like this, it means that he is not as useful as the legend, and death is not a pity - do you need to give me the fine net?"
Lin Jingheng ignored him.
Zhan Lu replied for the master, "He doesn't have this habit."
"Oh, yes, even if I fall asleep, I keep one eye and observe the surroundings. The number one in the alliance is persecuted for paranoia, and even our countrymen in the eighth galaxy are like thunder." The one-eyed eagle sneered lazily. Turning around, he looked at a few students who had just climbed up against the wall, "It's so weak, what does it look like, the family is ruined overnight, and there is nothing like this, you will get used to it after a few more experiences, whoever lives longer is the one Winner. Go and rest now, long-distance travel requires a stable biological clock, and the mech needs to be adjusted to day and night mode. Since someone is willing to get tired, I will eat and sleep well, and I will save my strength and cut that tin head Come down and feed the dog."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Jingheng, who had been pushed into the medical room, seemed to have heard it. The brightness in the mecha began to gradually decrease, the original sunlight-like lighting gradually dimmed, and finally only the instruments, the dotted guiding lights on the steps and the Fluorescent grass planted by Principal Lu.
Pulled down a layer of artificial night.
This small mecha has two floors in total. Along the edge is a row of narrow stairs. You can go up to the second floor. There are several small rooms lined up at one end. The furnishings are simple, and the daily necessities are still the mecha. The set that was standard at the time, without unpacking, no one has lived in it at first glance.
The one-eyed eagle said to rest, so he chose the innermost room, closed the door and went to sleep.
Lu Bixing patrolled outside the medical room, looking down at the blood on his hands.
White called him cautiously: "Teacher"
Lu Bixing was jolted and seemed to have just come back, remembering that there were so many little burdens by his side, he quickly adjusted his expression and forced his calm: "Listen, listen to him, go to rest first, if you can't sleep, you can both One, it should be the boys' bedroom and the girls' bedroom."
Huang Jingshu asked, "How about you?"
"I need to start sorting out the location of the underground channel, and it's not safe yet." Lu Bixing paused and turned serious, "Pirates outside the territory have more biochemical means than physical means, and now I don't have antibiotics. I'm really uneasy. From tomorrow, you will meet Entering the special training state, now the time of the mecha should be Votto universe time - it is dawn at around 5:00, it is dark at around 19:00, and the day length is 14 hours. Our training time will reach 7 hours, including physical fitness and weightlessness. , jump adaptation, there will be no nursing cabins for you to lie down in the future."
The students have no concept of what qualities a person needs to walk in space, and they are all dazed. Fortunately, there is someone telling them what to do next. A few hooligans and little sisters were very docile and obedient, and went to the small room on the second floor together. The rioting of soldiers and horses running for their lives all the way came to an end. The mecha was quiet for a while, and there was only a vegetative state of zero and one around. , is firmly tied by the ecological electric shock rope.
Lu Bixing sat alone under the fluorescent grass, opened his personal terminal, and tried to concentrate, but the text and code on the page seemed to automatically grow a repulsive magnetic field, which just couldn't land on his retina.
He stared at the page for twenty minutes, and heard suppressed sobbing finally starting upstairs.
In this artificial stillness of the night, all the tense tensions loosened for a short time, allowing the reflex arc to run the cruel whole process.
Lu Bixing listened. I don't know how long it took, the small sobbing became lower and lower until there was no movement.
After dozens of hours of stress, the teenagers finally fell asleep amid boundless worries and fears.
An electronic clock flickered on the mecha cabin door, indicating that it was 20:30 Wotto Universe Time. It should be nighttime at the seat of the Alliance Council, and at Xinghai Academy in Beijing Xingxing, this time happened to be the time when he arrived at school in the morning.
The schedule automatically popped up on Lu Bixing's personal terminal, reminding him of his daily chores step by step.
His plan list reads: 1. According to the plan, he should have returned to school to name and criticize the four bear children (key work); 2. Use the topic to revise the second edition of the school rules and regulations; They must not have started writing), only the submission of arguments is required, and the full text is not required for the time being.
Next to it is a small note written by himself - "Where do I think human beings will go in the future" is the title a bit too big? Will you receive a dozen fantasy at that time
Behind the question mark is a hand-drawn grimace.
Lu Bixing and his own grimace looked at each other for a moment, his shoulders collapsed suddenly, he hugged his head and lay on the small bar silently, his shoulder blades raised like two crumbling mountains.
Because Mr. Lu's chicken soup all day today is a fake chicken soup blended with artificial sodium glutamate, it's just a product with a similar taste. If someone lifts the lid of the pot, he will find that there is only a pot of pale boiling water.
Gloria's home, the school with six million domes, the laboratory that had just been built, the five years of hard work, he could not think about it or give it up.
But his job advertisement was sent out, and he had just received two resumes, and he was still lying quietly in his mailbox without opening it.
His students hadn't had time to be separated into colleges, the imaginative thesis assignments he had arranged had not been collected, and the blueprints he had imagined countless times had fallen apart before he drew a single edge.
In the medical room, micro-surgical instruments for repairing bones, meridians, and muscles were withdrawn from the wound one by one. According to Lin Jingheng's advice, the wound was sutured simply and roughly, and a layer of ordinary disinfectant spray was sprayed. Lin Jingheng tried to move his limbs, but he didn't feel very flexible. The Cyclops announced his personal revenge. The operation mode was set to be insane. , The dull pain began to spread, Lin Jingheng's cold sweat broke out one after another, his back was stiff, and the blood loss made him cold all over.
Zhan Lu, who was next to him, said: "You have a high risk of infection. It is best to observe it in a sterile medical room for 24 hours."
Lin Jingheng ignored it: "Water."
After a few sips of electrolyte-replenished water, he struggled to move his hands and feet. The numbness that he couldn't obey had not yet passed. As soon as Lin Jingheng tried to get up, he staggered a step.
Zhan Lu raised his hand to catch him: "Sir"
"Shh," Lin Jingheng scolded him hoarsely, "don't be noisy, I have a headache."
Zhan Lu answered in a straight-forward manner: "My volume is lower than the set average. You have a headache, probably because your body temperature is too high."
Lin Jingheng pushed his hand away, took a few steps erratically, forced himself to get used to the temporary hemiplegia, and said to Zhan Lu, "Don't follow."
He just walked out of the medical room and quietly came behind Lu Bixing, the night mode mecha automatically sounded Ann's white noise, covering his light footsteps.
Lin Jingheng didn't disturb the other party, and sat down quietly. Through the still blurred vision, he looked at the young man curled up in a ball.
Perhaps because of the anesthesia, Lin Jingheng had a lot to say and a lot of questions to ask him: "Did you grow up in Gloria Star when you were a child, did you live well? Did Cyclops tell you about Lu Xin and the Alliance? thing?"
"It's not like the one-eyed eagle at all. How did you grow up? And the weird ambition of running a school. What do you think? Was it influenced by your mother?"
"Why don't your body and brain genotype match up, what happened in the five years that you and your mother first arrived in the eighth galaxy?"
"What do you usually like and what do you dislike?"
"Any wishes? Is there anything in particular that the old Persian cat won't give you?"
"Don't cry, don't cry, do you still want Xinghai Academy? Can I build another for you in the future?"
However, these words rose and fell in his heart. Through the fine net, they spread out like water waves, scattered among the boundless stars, and did not flow into anyone's ears.
Lu Bixing kept lying down until midnight before he could clear up his embarrassed emotions. After he got up, he took a picture of him with the wine cabinet next to him. Just got up, took off his blood-stained coat, and planned to wash his face and start doing serious business.
Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he unexpectedly saw that the man who should be resting in the emergency cabin was sitting quietly not far behind him. Because of the useless healing agent, he was covered with bandages and hastily stitched back. Not daring to lean on anything, his body could only lean forward slightly in discomfort, and he had already fallen asleep with his head supported.
Lu Bixing held his breath involuntarily. After a while, he walked over on tiptoe, squatted down on his knees, and looked at Lin Jingheng's slightly downward face from the bottom up.
This person's eyebrows are very clear, there is an outline that can be drawn, the eyebrows are still gently twisted, the lips are bloodless, the lip line is beautiful, but the lip line is very tight, like a natural one, full of bandages The shoulders are flat and broad, with only a little skin at the corners exposed.
Lu Bixing looked at him for a while, then he stretched out his hand, and when he came back, he found that his fingers were almost touching Admiral Lin's chin.
Lu Bixing was startled, and quickly retracted his fingers embarrassedly, squatting numb without leaving his legs, and sat on the ground.
My heart beat suddenly faster.
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