The whole empire is bringing us together

Hyperion was sent to the White Tower overnight, and Rory, who was supervising his son's homework, rushed over and gave him a full-body examination with Connor.

Quint only went to his office to change into clean clothes on the way, and then waited by the side.The hallucinations subsided, and Hyperion was fully conscious, and he spoke to him from time to time during the examination.

The bloodstains around Quint's neck were too eye-catching, thinking that he had made this injury himself, Hyperion felt a throbbing pain in his heart—he never thought that he would have the day to hurt Quint: " Does your neck hurt?"

"It's okay." Quint's voice was still hoarse. He was fiddling with the nerve knocker that he took out from Hyperion's body. Do not carry it with you.

"I didn't mean to hurt you."

"I know." Quint put his feet on the crossbar of the stool, his brows and eyes were soft, and he didn't see the ruthlessness of the tree hitting the snake on the mountain and cross-country just now: "It's okay, I won't blame you."

Rory and Connor exchanged a few words in a low voice, and then said to Hyperion who was lying on his back with a happy face: "General, after the inspection just now, we found that the process of your gene collapse has completely stopped, and the stability It is gradually recovering under the action of targeted drugs."

This is simply the best news. Hyperion was taken aback, and couldn't believe his ears for a moment, never expecting that he had really begun to recover.And Quint stood up suddenly, his face full of joy: "Really?"

"Really, this can be regarded as a miracle." Connor knocked on the ellipsoidal glass door of the treatment cabin, and smiled at Hyperion: "Congratulations to our General Morse for becoming the first successful targeted drug therapy." of human clinical volunteers."

According to Connor, Hyperion's unprecedented violent attack is a rebound after bottoming out, which is the outward sign that the treatment is working.The illness that had plagued him for more than two years finally showed signs of improvement, and Hyperion was ecstatic. He had been worried that something would happen to him after being with Quint due to his physical condition, and even Quint was left alone in the end. one person.

Now, he finally has no worries.

Quint was even more excited than he was, and he smiled happily and gave Connor and Rory a hug.

It was raining and pleasantly surprised, and Quint developed a high fever that night when he got home.Waking up in the middle of the night with a temperature of 39°C, he struggled to get up and swallowed some antipyretics, turned off the air conditioner and fell on the bed, falling back into a deep sleep of unconsciousness.

The superiority of Alpha's physical fitness was fully reflected in this incident. Although it rained for a longer period of time, and the bone pain continued faintly, Hyperion still had a night without any psychological burden when he heard the news that his condition had improved. good sleep.

The observation period continued. He went to the military headquarters in the morning, sat in the office after the meeting, and had no place to share the joy in his heart, so he sent a newsletter to Quint.

It took a long time to connect over there, and the camera was not turned on. After burning all night, Kunt's voice was so hoarse that he could not speak at all. He was covered in the quilt, covered in sweat, and typed with blurred eyes: "?"

"What's the matter with you?" Hyperion asked, the dark bed was illuminated by the terminal screen, Alpha was originally looking refreshed, but there was some tension in his eyes when he didn't make a sound: "Does your throat feel uncomfortable again?" incredible?"

"I have a fever." Quint poked his head out for two seconds, took a breath and retracted, and typed slowly: "Uncomfortable."

"Are you at home? I'll look for you." Hyperion immediately stood up upon hearing this, "Wait for me, I'll be right there."

Feeling that Quint probably didn't have the strength to eat breakfast, he bought a light porridge on Hyperion Road.After getting off the aircraft and arriving at the door of Quint's house, he knocked on the door. After a long time, with a crisp click, the door was opened. Quint, wearing pajamas and slippers, turned sideways to make way for him to enter the house.

Quint's cheeks were flushed red, and his hair was wet, probably because he learned that Hyperion was coming to force himself up and take a shower.After taking the porridge from Hyperion and putting it on the table, he typed on the terminal: "My throat hurts so much, I don't want to eat."

When he showed the words to Hyperion, he would always raise his head and stare at him earnestly, his eyes were as innocent as a child’s. After being looked at by him like this, Hyperion lost his temper. He raised his hand and pointed with his thumb. He wiped Quint's lips, which were unsurprisingly dry.

"You can't even drink water if you have a sore throat." Hyperion completely regarded this as his own home, poured a glass of warm water for Quint, and coaxed: "Hey, drink a little, how can you get better if you don't drink water. "

Quint sighed silently, took the glass of water and drank it in small sips, the sharp pain in his throat made him frown more tightly every time he swallowed.After finally drinking the whole glass of water, Quint, who had lost control of his expression control, took a deep breath, and lightened the bottom of the glass towards Hyperion as if relieved, and put the glass down heavily.

Hyperion felt distressed and wanted to laugh. He pressed his big hand on Quint's forehead and touched it. It seemed that there was a little bit of heat that he felt unrealistically, so he lowered his head and pressed his forehead to measure: "It's okay, is it burnt?" Gao, take antipyretics yourself."

Quint stood there obediently, allowing Hyperion to test his temperature with his forehead, and only after Hyperion left did he type slowly: "The medicine I took last night."

Hyperion knew that in order to save him, Quent was exposed to the heavy rain for three hours last night, so he naturally blamed himself: "Or go to the hospital."

Quint shook his head, bowed his head and typed: "It's okay, it's not a big problem, I'll be fine if I sleep at home for a day."

"Is the dignified chief still afraid of seeing a doctor?" Hyperion teased him, but he didn't insist anymore. With the current level of medical treatment in the empire, minor illnesses such as colds and fevers can be cured with home therapy equipment, which is rarely useful. When going to the hospital: "Go to bed and rest, don't worry about me."

Quint felt badly burned all over. He nodded and was not polite to him, and went back to the bedroom to lie on the bed.Hyperion moved a chair and sat on the edge of the bed. Seeing that Quint was curled up under the quilt, leaving only his eyes and nose outside, he did not close his eyes to sleep, so he looked at him quietly.

"Go to sleep." Hyperion stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, Quint blinked, his eyelashes brushed Hyperion's palm, tickling.

Suddenly Quint seemed to have thought of something, pulled Hyperion's hand off, took the tablet on the bedside table and started typing, and gestured for him to come over and take a look.

"Give me the location permission of your terminal. In case something happens in the future, I can find you immediately."

Even in his illness, Quint, who still missed Hyperion, held up the tablet with serious eyes.Seeing these words, Highberly felt relieved, he immediately set the authority, and put the terminal on his wrist on Quint for ten seconds.With a light beep, Hyperion opened a series of civilian permissions including real-time positioning to Quint.

This function is the family mode of the terminal, which is used by parents to monitor children or couples. Quint flipped through the terminal and was satisfied to see that the small red dot showing Hyperion's location coincided with his own blue dot.

Hyperion also gave him some other privileges, including the priority of contact. Quint looked over one by one, suddenly paused, raised his elbows, pointed to a name on the terminal, and asked Hyperion: " This is your forum number?"

Hyperion saw that it was his alias in the forums, so he didn't think much about it, and answered frankly: "Yes."

Quint lay back and operated quickly, pointing to the name at the top of the tipping list in the R21 post on the forum, without even bothering to type, he dragged his sore throat and asked in a hoarse voice: "So this is you?"

Hyperion: "..."

He never expected that there would be a day when he would expose his vest in front of Quint. The situation was critical. Facing the questioning of another protagonist in R21, Hyperion had a quick wit and asked: "You also watch this? I thought you were as serious as you are." People don’t know how to read Xiao Huang’s articles on the forum.”

Quint was silent for two seconds before typing again: "Don't change the subject."

Hyperion just pretended not to see it: "I've been following him since he wrote the article, how about you? What do you think of this author's writing?"

Seeing that he was unwilling to answer his own question directly, Quint could only follow him: "No one could write as well back then."

The old account of sending Xiao Huang Wen as a love letter was uncovered again. Hyperion coughed and lowered his tone: "Are you angry?"

Quint pursed his lips, his amber eyes were wet, watching him nod vigorously.

"Don't be angry, I'll coax you." Hyperion stood up slightly, propped his hands on the bed, rubbed his head against Quent's face, and the neck where the hair rubbed was itchy.Quint reached out to push his head, and fell back unsteadily. Hyperion seized the opportunity and pressed him on the bed for a kiss.

He still has the refreshing mint taste of toothpaste in his mouth, and his body fluid contains pheromones of lime flavor, which tastes delicious.Hyperion sucked his restless tongue lustfully, then licked his upper jaw, and kissed Quint until he whimpered in protest.

Reluctantly let go, Hyperion licked the corners of his lips, and while Quint was panting, kissed lightly on the nape of his defenseless neck - where his glands were located, as long as Hyperion's teeth Bite down hard and pierce the delicate skin to complete a three-year mark.

Quint's body trembled uncontrollably, and the stimulation brought by the kiss on the back of his neck made him tightly grasp Hyperion's hand on his waist, so hard that his fingertips turned white. Filled with longing and fear, nothing can be said at all.

But everything temporarily stopped at the delicate kiss, Hyperion stopped in time, moved his body, and hugged Quint who was extremely sensitive due to the low-grade fever.

He wanted to pick a good time to make a serious courtship to Quint.