Interstellar Acupuncture Master

Sleeping without sleep also has the benefits of sleeping without sleep, and you will feel refreshed and not tired after sleep.

In the early morning, Xiaojiling and Qiao Yu hurried over and called Lu Siming out of bed.

Fei Yang rubbed his eyes, and the assistant hurried in to check the wound and change the dressing while the cold-faced marshal was away. It was obviously a normal thing, and it seemed to be sneaky.

After a while, Lu Siming came back, and stopped talking several times, and finally Fei Yang was tickled by him, "What's wrong?"

"Well... I have something to do and I have to leave for a while." Lu Siming looked depressed.

I don't know if the news was too sudden, or the depression would be contagious, or some other reason, but Fei Yang suddenly felt depressed, "Oh."

Lu Siming didn't know what to say for a while, and the two of them just looked at the bed and the ceiling.

In the end, Fei Yang couldn't hold back, "How long have you been away?"

"I am also not certain."

"Oh." Fei Yang suddenly wanted to know where Xiao Lu was going and what he was going to do, but he didn't know if he could ask, after all, what a marshal does must be very confidential.

Fei Yang sighed slightly, and swallowed back what he wanted to ask.

"Then you pay attention to safety." Fei Yang smiled slightly.

"Okay." After a pause, Lu Siming suddenly looked at Fei Yang, "Xiao Yang, don't you want to ask me where I'm going?" His expression seemed a little aggrieved and lost.

Fei Yang's eyes flashed suddenly, "May I ask?"

"of course."

"I thought it was an army secret, so I didn't dare to ask." Fei Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Yang, I have no secrets with you."

The air froze in that second.

Fei Yang suddenly realized that his hand was held by Xiao Lu, the big hand could completely cover his hand, looked at himself very seriously, and emphasized again, "From now on, I will have no secrets with you. .”

"Then what if there is?" Fei Yang said such a sentence by accident, and he was shocked after he finished speaking.

Just as he was about to explain, he realized that Xiao Lu was thinking very seriously. Fei Yang suddenly wanted to hear Xiao Lu's answer.

"If so, you can tie me into a sieve."

Fei Yang: ...

Xiao Lu looked serious.

"Isn't this bad? Then I'll follow Lawyer Qin's example of knelt down on soy dregs?" Lu Siming saw the chat records between Mr. Qin and Xiao Yang. Mr. Qin cried about his hangover last time and went back to kneel on soy dregs for a week. Xiao Yang taught him Use red beans to warm the knees.

Fei Yang couldn't believe his ears, "But you are the prince, you are the marshal."

"Here, I'm just your little Lu."

Fei Yang suddenly blushed and looked at Lu Siming. Lu Siming didn't avoid his eyes at all, and went to meet him head-on. Fei Yang became more and more shy, and the old virgin of 30 years in his previous life was a little at a loss.

Outside the pure white bedroom door, Qiao Yu and Xiaojiling, who were eavesdropping on their stomachs, poked and winked at each other.

"I feel that the Marshal is a little enlightened." Xiaoji Ling made a mouth.

Qiao Yu nodded, "I'm exhausted from teaching."

Little Witty smiled mockingly. When it comes to love, there is no one better than him, and when it comes to sweetness, there is no one better than brother Qiao Yu!

We are a perfect match!

"What are you going to do?" Fei Yang asked.

"The Beta Alliance has invaded, and I need to go to the front line to command operations."

"Oh, will that hurt you?" When it came to fighting, Fei Yang subconsciously clenched Lu Siming's hand.

Lu Siming gripped back forcefully, with a reassuring force, "I will try not to get hurt."

"It must not be injured."

"Okay." Thinking about leaving, Lu Siming's mood was very low. He tried his best to smile and adjust his state, "Even if I was injured, I still have a genius doctor Xiao Yang in my family! My Xiao Yang can do anything—"

Fei Yang covered Lu Siming's mouth with his hand, "Don't say such things, don't get hurt, because I won't treat you!"

Looking at the suddenly serious Xiao Yang, Lu Siming pursed his lips, hugged Xiao Yang's hand with both hands, kissed the cool fingertips lightly, and said with a smile, "Okay~"

Fei Yang's fingertips were itchy from the warm breath, itching directly to the apex of his heart, but he didn't stretch it back.

There was a knock on the door, Qiao Yu's urging voice.

"Marshal, it's time to go."

It wasn't that Qiao Yu wanted to beat the mandarin ducks, the military situation was really urgent, and it was not easy to spare the 5 minutes of farewell time.

"I have to go, Xiao Yang." Lu Siming held Xiao Yang's hand and kissed it reluctantly.

"Then you pay attention to safety."

"Okay." Lu Siming reluctantly let go of Fei Yang's hand, got up, took a deep breath, and turned to leave.

"That—" Fei Yang said suddenly.

"What?" Lu Siming turned around.

"Then during this time... can we still contact?" Fei Yang suddenly felt empty in his heart, like a kite with a broken string.

Lu Siming nodded, "As long as there are conditions, I will contact you."

"it is good."

The huge room returned to calm, so quiet that people could not have a clue. Even when two assistants came in to change the medicine and administer the drip, he didn't feel anything.

"The head is all about you, the heart is all about you, the words are all about you, everything is about you..." When this song suddenly popped up in his mind, Fei Yang understood what he was thinking almost instantly. .

Xiao Lu seems to have unknowingly integrated into his life and imprinted into his life.

I didn't notice it when I was tired of being together every day, but now I understand after we are separated. It turns out that this feeling of confusion is love.

Fei Yang, who lay like a walking dead for a whole day, put his mobile phone on the bedside and swiped it every 10 minutes, not caring about any radiation at all.

The moment the phone rang at night, Fei Yang picked up the phone almost instantly, and Xiao Lu's star chat video request was displayed on the screen!

Fei Yang's hands trembled a little, he took a deep breath, and clicked to accept the request.

Lu Siming, who was wearing a dark blue military uniform, appeared on the screen. His broad and powerful shoulders, as well as that face that Fei Yang had been thinking about for a day but couldn't remember clearly, were all in front of his eyes, but his expression was a little tired, and Fei Yang's expression was a little tired. Yang sharply noticed the occupational disease.

"Xiao Yang, how are you?" Lu Siming seemed to be in the room with a white wall behind him.

When the familiar deep voice came, Fei Yang felt at ease, not so empty anymore.

"I'm fine, how are you? Xiao Lu." Fei Yang, who used to live in a peaceful country, only talked about wars in books or on TV. For a while, the person on top of his heart went to war, and Fei Yang Really can't help worrying.

"I'm fine too." Lu Siming obviously forced a smile.

When we parted, it seemed that I suddenly got enlightened, but now through the cold screen, I fell back again and couldn't speak.

"I see that you don't look very well, are you tired?"

"No, it's definitely more tiring than staying at home and playing with you, but... I'm in good health, so I'm not afraid."

Fei Yang looked at Lu Siming's wry smile, and always felt that something was wrong, "Is it all right? Didn't you say that I have no secrets here?"

Lu Siming lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, and looked up at Fei Yang with a smile, "Xiao Yang, is your wound better?"

Fei Yang was getting a little angry, trying to cover it up, it seemed that something must have happened.

"Marshal, it's time to take your medicine." Xiao Jiling's voice appeared in the video, and then Fei Yang saw Lu Siming roll his eyes helplessly towards the direction off the screen.

Sure enough, something happened.

Want to take medicine?Are you sick?

"What's the matter, Marshal?" Little Witty's innocent voice came again.

Lu Siming: ...

"We'll talk after you take the medicine first," Fei Yang said.

"Hey." Lu Siming acted obediently in front of Fei Yang, turned around to take the medicine and water, and glared at Little Clever.

"Hey? Are you talking to Doctor Xiao Yang?" Xiao Jiling immediately recognized the voice of his marshal's sweetheart.

"Hmm..." Lu Siming suddenly wanted to change to an assistant who talked less.

"The military doctor said that you are not particularly serious. After taking the medicine and checking the situation at night, you should be able to heal yourself. If there is no major problem, you don't need to sleep in the treatment cabin."

After finishing speaking, the little witty bowed and went out, leaving Lu Siming alone to clean up the mess he left behind.

"Xiao Yang..." After Lu Siming took the medicine, he looked at Fei Yang slightly angry and at a loss, and his tone of voice was a bit coquettish.

Fei Yang sighed, "Let's talk about lying later, let's talk about it first, what's wrong?"

Lu Siming didn't dare to lie anymore, and confessed leniently, "mania."

???

Fei Yang was a little confused, "What disease?" This disease sounds very strange, but it is very familiar, as if it has been heard somewhere.

"Mania." After thinking about it, he felt that Fei Yang might not know much about this field, and Lu Siming explained, "Mania is a kind of mental instability disease that is easy to get when manipulating mechs."

Mention of mental instability, Fei Yang suddenly remembered.

Cheng Kai!

The Cheng Kai whom his uncle and aunt were going to marry before had severe mania.

I still remember what Lin Qingfeng said at the time, Cheng Kai was in the late stage, and when he had a fit, he was extremely irritable and accidentally killed his lover...

"What level are you?" Fei Yang asked if he needed to mourn for himself.

I don't know what the cause of this disease is. Cheng Kai seems to be a major general, but it is severe. Then Xiao Lu is a marshal, will he...

"I'm level 2." I didn't say it before because I was afraid of Xiao Yang's worry. Now that I have said it, there is nothing to hide.

"How many levels are there?" This was something Fei Yang didn't understand.

"A total of 4 grades, from 1 to 4 getting more and more serious, I'm fine."

"Oh." Fei Yang probably understood, "Then what is the cause of this disease?"

Lu Siming hesitated, and Fei Yang asked, "Can't you tell me?"

"It's not impossible to say, Xiao Yang," Lu Siming thought for a while, "Probably because of lack of ability, when manipulating the mecha... a little crazy."

Fei Yang: ...

Can you speak well, have you read too many martial arts novels?Also crazy.

Seeing Fei Yang roll his eyes, Lu Siming quickly explained, "Because this is a problem that plagues the medical profession."

"Oh?" Hearing Xiao Yang's voice of disapproval and seeing Xiao Yang's stubborn expression, Lu Siming knew very well that Xiao Yang was already thinking about how to tie himself.

"It's true, Xiao Yang. Modern medicine has never found a good cure." I'm not lying, Xiao Yang.

Fei Yang was really thinking about how to pierce it. There is nothing wrong with one small needle. If there is, then two!

"Then how are you doing now?"

"It's not very serious, it shouldn't be a big problem."

"Well, that's good." Fei Yang felt relieved, "Then let's discuss how to solve the problem of lying just now."

Lu Siming: orz

"Xiao Yang...I..."

"Ok?"

"I'm actually not feeling well, and my head hurts a bit. In fact, these medicines are useless, and I have to heal myself, so..."

"Huh? So what?" Fei Yang couldn't see any joy or anger. He asked two questions, which made Lu Siming blushed, and finally stammered, "There is no soybean dregs here..."