Quantum beasts are companion beasts of sentinels and guides, and their condition often represents the state of the owner.
After many years, Zhuo Yang finally saw Moodys’ Quantum Beast again. The golden retriever and blue-eyed lion continued to growl with teeth and claws, bluffing and attacking all invading species, but no matter it was bleak. The light coat color, or the thin and sluggish figure, can make people clearly see the weakness and exhaustion of his master's body.
The room made of special materials is very dark.
Zhuo Yang watched the crazy energy and mental power running around in the room, but walked up to Moodys' bed without any fear.
When the lion saw a stranger approaching his host, he immediately roared deafeningly at Zhuo Yang's location. Zhuo Yang didn't panic, and gave his nine-tailed fox a look, the white nine-tailed fox immediately. With a leap from the stretched body, he went to the roaring weak lion without any fear.
The bluffing lion has not been in contact with the guide quantum beast for many years, and even no other guide quantum beast had the courage to approach him.
Suddenly, the petite snow-white nine-tailed fox jumped close.
The huge lion that was several times the size of the nine-tailed fox was frightened back a few steps.
Zhuo Yang didn't have time to consider the temptation to come and go between the Quantum Beasts, so he walked to the bedside of Moodys and sat down.
Moodys was lying on the bed with his eyes closed at the moment, sleeping unsteadily, breathing quickly, his face was very red, and he looked very uncomfortable.
His mask has been taken off, because the scars of the high fever are extremely scarlet and ugly...
It's really scary.
It's no wonder that several'cowardly and weak' guides were scared to cry at the beginning.
However, Zhuo Yang didn’t realize it was a little bit horrible and terrifying. He only felt distressed for Moodys with his eyes full... Like the nobles of the empire, as long as he is a little bit selfish and doesn’t take human life as life, he is still a healthy, high-ranking, powerful and possessing crown prince, the most coveted sentry of all guides in the entire empire...
But he is not that kind of person.
And this is exactly the most valuable part of Moodys.
"His Royal Highness, Your Highness..." Zhuo Yang called him several times, but did not see a response, so he tentatively reached out and touched his forehead, but the tentacles felt hot.
Seeing that he was very uncomfortable, Zhuo Yang went to squeeze an ice towel with cold water, trying to put it on his forehead to help him cool down.
At this time, Xu was that the towel was too cold, perhaps Zhuo Yang's movements awakened him. Moodys opened his eyes in a daze, maybe he hadn't awakened from the chaos yet, his voice was hoarse and weak, and he asked, "Who are you?"
"His Royal Highness is me, I am Zhuo Yang." Zhuo Yang replied softly.
Moodys woke up completely and remembered that he was already married, and Zhuo Yang was his legal spouse: "Why are you here? Who let you in?"
"I'm here to take care of you, Your Highness." Zhuo Yang said softly.
"Who asked you to come?" Moodys' brain burned into a paste, but he still remembered not to let others in, and his voice immediately screamed: "This is not the place where your guide should come, especially you are still a A guide with such a low level of mental power... My mental power and energy are being chaotic and chaotic. Even I can't control it. Do you want to die or have a mental breakdown when you come in..."
"Get out, you give me out right away...cough cough cough..." he said hoarsely.
Zhuo Yang immediately stepped forward and half-supported him, patted his back, soothing his unstoppable cough: "Your Majesty, you are already like this, what else do you care about me? Take a good rest, what? Don't think about it, I will take care of you."
"Go out, let me out immediately, no matter who asked you to come... This room is very dangerous for you as a guide. You are okay now. It doesn't mean that my mental energy will go violently later, and you will be okay." Moodys Struggling to push Zhuo Yang away, he was going to find his personal terminal, and wanted someone to get Zhuo Yang out: "Go out, get me out immediately. I'm fine by myself and don't need anyone to take care of me. "
Zhuo Yang watched him struggling, but when he was about to get the personal terminal and turned on the button, relying on his health, he was alive and kicking, and directly took away the personal terminal that Moodys had good contact with the outside world, and let Moodys never again. Unreachable, he looked at Moodys condescendingly: "His Royal Highness may not be able to help you."
"Even if you have any thoughts, you can only wait until the illness is over and you can go out and argue with me. Now in this room, there are only two of us. If you can listen to me temporarily, I will take care of it." After Zhuo Yang confiscated his personal terminal, he again sat down in front of his bed with great patience.
Moodys was furious, but he couldn't stand up and had no strength. There was nothing he could do with him, so he could only look at him angrily and said, "You really don't know how to live or die!"
"Just treat me as if I don’t know how to live or die. Your Majesty, whether I live or die these days, is up to you, Your Majesty. Your mental power is violent. If you want me to die, I will die. Undoubtedly, if you want me to live, I will Definitely able to live... In short, I won't leave, Your Highness." Zhuo Yang felt confident: "I believe that you are such a good person, and you must be able to control your Highness."
Moodys stared at him bitterly with red eyes, nothing to say.
Zhuo Yang bent his eyes and looked at him, but smiled and teased him: "Why don't we make a bet? Bet I stay with you for three days, can I get out alive?"
Moodys ignored him and fixedly looked at Zhuo Yang.
Suddenly I felt that I couldn't understand what the person in front of me wanted to do or what he wanted... Previously, he had always felt that Zhuo Yang was a self-interested and smart person suitable for living in the upper class of Osphia...
But now, he felt that Zhuo Yang was completely a fool that people couldn't understand.
In such a dangerous place, what would a crippled person who accompany him for a short time and still attack others at any time when he runs away mentally
"I bet, I will survive. Because, I have been lucky all the time." Moodys ignored him, Zhuo Yang took the words on his own.
Zhuo Yang knew that the pain in loneliness was the most painful and painful thing.
Therefore, even if Moodys ignored him and drove him away, Zhuo Yang would not leave. He stayed in Moodys's ward with a faceless expression, and talked to Moodys with nothing to say to himself. Then, trying to help him divert his attention and forget his physical pain...
No matter how Moodys drove him, he couldn't drive him away, but he was said to be asleep.
Zhuo Yang saw that he was asleep, and the lion who was circling with the nine-tailed fox in the house also fell asleep. He immediately silenced, and summoned his nine-tailed fox back to his side, in exchange for Moodys. He took an ice towel and sat beside him, watching his sleeping face quietly, not seeing enough, trying not to make any noise.
And whenever Moodys in his sleep flared his teeth and claws on the bed painfully, his mental power ran away, and his energy scurried and attacked indiscriminately in the room—
Zhuo Yang was not afraid at all, but put his hand on Moody's forehead.
Not afraid, the courageous is to tentatively explore his spiritual chain into the spiritual sea of Moodys, and begin to explore the mental power to help smooth his disorder.
Moodys’ mental nucleus has been completely exploded. When all of his mental powers came on, he went everywhere, uncontrolled, and disordered to the extreme. When he became normal and conscious, it seemed as if all had disappeared. The situation was extremely complicated. .
After Zhuo Yang’s judgment, he felt that the royal medical team was right—
Only a guide with double S-level mental power can have a half chance to help Moodys guide and restore his mental disorder, and try to repair his mental core bit by bit.
And he now—
What I can do for Moodys is to help him relieve the intense pain caused by mental power runaway in Moodys's sleep, so that he can sleep more peacefully.
After a reluctant effort, Zhuo Yang's whole person was almost exhausted. If anyone was awake in the room, he would be so pale that he could see his cold sweat dripping down weakly.
But although Zhuo Yang looked very weak and fragile, he himself was extremely strong. He rested in front of Moodys's bed with his hands, and watched Moodys's painful sleep without frowning, feeling that all the hard work was worthwhile.
I poured myself a cup of nutrient water to adjust my physical condition—
It was in Moodys's sleep that he started the second mental relief project for him.
Zhuo Yang stayed in the crown prince's room for three days, almost three days spent fighting wits and courage with Moodys. Every time Moodys wakes up, he must find ways to drive him away. Zhuo Yang always has to find a way to insist on not leaving. Moodys has no way to take him, but can only continue to frustrate him.
It wasn't until the third day that Moodys felt that his mental power was not serious anymore, and his spirit recovered a little. It might be boring. Only then did he talk to Zhuo Yang, "You are still reading." What school did you go to?"
"I'm about to graduate, I skipped the level in the middle, and I studied scientific research at the University of Science and Technology..." Hearing that Moodys spoke to him for the first time in so many days, Zhuo Yang couldn't help but squeeze himself. Go on, don't let yourself be so obvious.
Moodys asked: "Don't you have to go to class? It seems like you are doing nothing."
"I just took a wedding leave, and I took a leave of study." Zhuo Yang looked at him with a smile and crooked eyes.
Moodys temporarily forgot the grievances between him and Zhuo Yang, and cared about the young people's ambitions: "What do you plan to do after graduation? Is it to stay at home or work?"
Most of the guides in the empire symbolically finished reading books due to their scarcity. They married and found a sentry to support themselves after graduation, and they rarely chose to work.
But Moodys always feels that this is not good...
He always felt that people should have their own ideals and ambitions.
"It should be based on the school's assignments and go directly to work in the Academy of Sciences. I am not a person who can live in free time, and I don't want to stay at home every day." Zhuo Yang replied.
Moodys sighed: "This is good."
Zhuo Yang was much better than many guides he had seen.
The atmosphere of the two getting along became very harmonious for a time. Even Zhuo Yang's nine-tailed fox and Moodys's ailing lion seemed to have made friends, and could chase and play in this small bedroom.
Zhuo Yang thought that everything would be fine, but Moodys' body was volatile and erratic... On the evening of the fourth day, Moodys had a high fever again, and this time the fever was even worse than It was even better a few days ago.
Zhuo Yang suddenly got into a mess. First, he used a medical robot to contact the medical team on standby. According to Moodys's condition, he prescribed the most suitable anti-fever medicine for his physical condition. He poured water and helped Moodys to get up and give him. After filling it down, he wiped Moodys' sweaty body with a towel again, and changed Moodys's forehead with an ice towel before stopping.
"You said, am I going to die?" Maybe it's that Zhuo Yang's care for him in the past few days has narrowed the distance between them, or maybe he is very sick and has suffered enough from the pain, and he is suddenly exhausted. Ask Zhuo Yang like this.
Zhuo Yang's expression changed immediately: "How could it? How could you think that way?"
The last thing he wanted to hear was to hear Moodys say such things.
"Everyone is going to die." Moodys' eyes were flushed, and his mentality was almost sad: "My father, mother, brother... Many, many people want me to die, and no one wants me to live. Sometimes, just Even I myself feel that I am alive so prolonged, it would be better to die, cough cough cough..."
Zhuo Yang helped him up, and kept patting his back for him: "No, my lord, no... not so many people want you to die, many people, many people hope you can live, live long and be healthy. ."
"At least, at least I am like this." Zhuo Yang clutched his almost boneless shoulders and said.
Moodys laughed sadly: "Heh—"
I don't know whether he took Zhuo Yang's words into the bottom of his heart and took it seriously.
"It will be fine, Your Highness, it will be fine, everything will be fine. Winter is over, and spring will come one day." Zhuo Yang hugged him tightly, and couldn't help but say that he was comforting. He was still comforting himself.
In fact, he did not tell Moodys that the first time he and Moodys met was not eleven years ago, but fifteen years earlier...
However, Moodys did not remember it a long time ago.
Winter has passed, and spring will come one day, Moodys said to him.
For so many years, Zhuo Yang has always kept it in his heart.