After a while, Mr. Wen returned to the ward with the medicine and saw that the faces of the two patients in the ward were blushing, so he pressed his hand on Yan Hao's head in fright: "Hey, you don't have a fever, why are you so blushing?" ?”
Yan Hao lowered his head in embarrassment, but did not raise it up. Ye Chen laughed louder when he saw this.
Old Wen glanced at him suspiciously, pondered for a while, seemed to understand something, shook his head with a smile and didn't ask any more questions, took out the medicine and let the two of them take it separately.
"Master Wen, thank you for saving me." Yan Hao sincerely thanked Elder Wen who was carefully checking the mental map.
"You really want to thank me?" Old Wen glanced at him with a smile.
"Of course." Yan Hao kept nodding his head to express his sincerity.
"That's fine, I still have two new prescriptions that need to be calculated." Wen Lao said.
"Okay, no problem, you can give it to me now, and I will calculate it for you right away." Yan Hao said quickly.
"I don't want it now, wait until you are discharged from the hospital or go back to Capital Star, otherwise old man Pang will fly to my house to trouble me. He is a mecha maker, and any weapon can bombard my medicine yard. Can't beat him." Wen Lao joked.
Yan Hao knew that Wen was always joking, so he pursed his lips and smiled.
"From your mental map, your mental state is very good, and you should be discharged from the hospital after two days of rest. Next, as long as you don't use your mental power too much, you will be able to fully recover in a month or two." Wen Lao asked.
"I will pay attention." Yan Hao said.
Wen Lao nodded and didn't say much. After all, in his opinion, Yan Hao is only a sixth-level mecha maker, and although making sixth-level mecha parts will consume mental power, the degree of consumption is not high, as long as it is not sustained Keep making it for three days and three nights, otherwise it won't have any effect.
Wen Lao did some checks on Sheng Heng. Sheng Heng's condition is much better than Yan Hao's, and most of his mental power has recovered. Elder Wen gave a few more instructions, and called Ye Chen back to the dispensing room together. Before Ye Chen left, he poked Yan Hao's soft little face with his fingers reluctantly, and teased, "Do you really want my brother to teach you experience?"
Yan Hao was so frightened that he fell on his back and fell back on the bed. Sheng Heng even stood in front of Yan Hao, looking at Ye Chen vigilantly.
"Tsk tsk, Second Young Master Sheng, you only know how to protect, so it's not easy to go to the next step." Ye Chen winked and said.
Sheng Heng's heart skipped a beat, but he still said stubbornly, "I won't let you worry about this."
How could Ye Chen let go of the flickering heartbeat in Sheng Heng's eyes, and he smiled meaningfully: "Then when do you want my help, come to me anytime."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Sheng Heng to answer, he chased Wen Lao and left together.
After Ye Chen left, the ward fell into an eerie silence. Sheng Hengxu clenched his fists a few times, as if he was gathering courage, and it took him a long time to recover and look at Yan Hao who was sitting on the bed.
"You... met Ye Chen in the coffee shop, was it the time you went to the coffee shop with me?" Sheng Heng only took Yan Hao to the coffee shop once, and Yan Hao was always very strange on the way back from the coffee shop. So Sheng Heng was very impressed.
"En." Yan Hao nodded.
"Then Ye Chen said just now that he scared you last time, did something happen?" Sheng Heng could almost guess something in his heart, but he couldn't help but want to ask for proof.
"Just... just..." Yan Hao bit his lip, his face was so hot that there was always an unspeakable feeling, but when he met Shang Shengheng's expectant gaze, he said unconsciously, "I wash my hands in the bathroom, Ye Chen The pharmacist and his boyfriend came in suddenly, and..."
Sheng Heng's eyes suddenly lit up a little.
"They thought no one was there, so they made out for a while." After Yan Hao finished speaking, he let out a heavy breath, and his whole body relaxed.
"Scared you?" Sheng Heng asked cautiously, bending over and sitting on the edge of the bed.
"No, I just got some inspiration." Yan Hao shook his head.
"What inspiration?" Sheng Heng asked, while quietly moving forward.
"I found... I seem to like you." There is nothing to hide about this, Yan Hao said, raised his head, and suddenly found that Sheng Heng's face was almost pressed against his.
Why is the senior so close to me
Yan Hao's heartbeat was beating uncontrollably, but he didn't move, as if he was shocked, but also didn't want to hide.
"How did they get inspired? Is that so?"
Sheng Heng's voice whispered, burning his skin with a hot breath, and then kissed his lips. The miraculous thing is that when Sheng Heng kissed her, his heart that was beating incessantly calmed down instead, as if he was waiting for this moment.
After a long time, the two separated. Sheng Heng smiled with his lips curled up. The smile was a little different from usual. It actually had a bit of Ye Chen's charming look when he smiled, but this look appeared on Sheng Heng's face. Yan Hao's lethality is much greater.
Yan Hao only felt that his brain was roaring, and he was a little uncontrollable. It was very hot around, so smoked that he didn't want to think.
"Huh? Xiaohao, what did I ask you, is that what we did just now?" Sheng Heng asked unrelentingly.
"Still... still tearing clothes." Yan Hao honestly confessed in a daze.
Sheng Heng took a breath, his eyes darkened, and his eyes fell on Yan Hao's collarbone. Both of them were wearing loose hospital gowns at the moment. The neckline was a large round neckline with excellent elasticity. With a light tug, they could reveal a beautiful scenery underneath.
Sheng Heng subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and stretched out his claws quietly.
Yan Hao saw it, but did not avoid it. He was hot all over, and his mind was also hot, as if a subconscious mind was telling him, so be it, let it develop naturally, and do what the senior wants to do.
At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open with a slam, and Cong Yi walked in with a smile on his face: "Little brother, how do you feel...?"
The last word seemed to be strangled by a human being, and stuck in his throat stiffly.
"I'm going to wash my face." Sheng Heng almost jumped up from the bed, turned around and rushed into the bathroom next to him.
"Then what..." Cong Yi touched his nose in embarrassment, and sincerely suggested to his junior brother, "You guys should lock the door anyway."
Regarding Cong Yi's suggestion, Yan Hao's answer was to lie back on the bed directly and cover himself in it from head to toe with the quilt. If you don't face it, you won't be embarrassed.
Cong Yi was also very embarrassed, knowing that he had interrupted the good deeds of the little junior brother, but everyone came in, so he couldn't say that you go on and go out again, wouldn't this invite more hatred? So he could only bite the bullet and cough dryly twice.
"Then what, if you are free, call the teacher, he is very worried about you." Cong Yi tried to pretend that what happened just now never happened.
Sure enough, Yan Hao lifted the quilt after hearing the teacher's words, and sat up again: "I will call the teacher in a while."
"That's fine, then you can call, I'll go first." Cong Yi found an excuse and hurriedly left, as if he came here just to deliver a message for his teacher.
As soon as he left, Sheng Heng opened the door and walked out of the bathroom. The young couple looked at each other with uncomfortable expressions. But this discomfort is not uncomfortable, and even a little sweet.
"You don't want to call Mr. Zhong." Sheng Heng reminded.
"Oh, good." Yan Hao raised his hand to turn on the optical brain in his left hand, but he couldn't touch it. Only then did he realize, "My optical brain terminal was crushed by Sima Mingxuan."
Sheng Heng's eyes narrowed, and he handed over his optical brain: "Do you remember the communication number? Use my optical brain to call."
"Remember." Yan Hao has been sensitive to numbers since he was a child, and he can remember a long list of formulas at a glance, let alone a series of communication numbers.
After entering Mr. Zhong's communication number, Yan Hao paused, thinking of the temperament of the two teachers who like to compare each other, he also entered Mr. Pang's communication number, and then connected together, and there was a three-person call.
The communication was quickly connected, and the heads of the two teachers appeared together in the video.
"Xiao Hao." Seeing Yan Hao, the two shouted out almost at the same time, with worries in their eyes.
"Teacher." Seeing the undisguised expressions of worry from the two teachers, Yan Hao was a little moved.
"How do you feel? Did the old man treat you well?" Pang asked.
"It's much better. Mr. Wen said that I only need to cultivate for a month or two, and my mental strength will be completely restored." Yan Hao responded obediently.
"Then do you want to go back to Capital Star to cultivate?" Mr. Zhong answered at this time.
"Yes, you can go back to Capital Star." Elder Pang rarely agreed with Elder Zhong this time.
Before the people from Star Z contacted him, he always thought that his little apprentice was in the Federal Research Institute, but later he found out that Yan Hao was half-forced by his mother to take him back, and he was immediately furious. The previous "Federal Talent Protection Program" had already made him very dissatisfied with Yan Hao's parents. He didn't expect that Yan Hao had already avoided them, and they even chased after Capital Star.
As long as he thinks that Yan Hao was taken away by Lu Siying in the Federal University, Pang Lao will feel uncomfortable for a while. The Federal University is his territory, and his apprentice is being bullied under his nose. Think about it more and more.
"Okay, when I'm discharged from the hospital, I'll buy a boat ticket to go back." Yan Hao nodded quickly.
"Book the ticket and tell me, I'll let your senior brother pick you up." Zhong Lao said.
"What do you mean, Xiao Hao is like this, do you still want him to go to your crappy research institute for an internship?" Pang Lao said to Yan Hao, "Don't listen to him, come back to school."
"Why is the Federal Research Institute broken? No matter how many people are crowded, they can't get in. Besides, why did you go back to your poor school? Xiao Hao was taken away from your poor school." Mr. Zhong also listened to what Yan Hao said. Things that were taken away by force.
"I don't know. What about you? When that woman asked you for leave, you agreed with all your heart. Didn't you see that the apprentice was unwilling?"
"I, how do I know."
"If it was me, I would know." Pang Lao said proudly.
"Teachers, stop arguing." Yan Hao tried to persuade.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhong suddenly gave him a hard look: "You too, don't you know how to file a complaint when you are bullied?"
"Yes." The two agreed again.
"..." Yan Hao could only honestly agree under the master's threatening gaze, "I will know later."
Sheng Heng watched from the side with a look of relief.
Probably because he has never been defended by anyone, so Xiao Hao never thought of suing if he was bullied. But now it is different, you have many people who really love you.
The author has something to say: Sheng Heng: My learning ability is not bad.