Quick Wear: Don't come over here, you are looking for trouble

Feng Yanzhang had never been so panicked before. The old man said that he was born cold-blooded and was born to lead troops in battle.

He touched a gun at the age of five, was able to kill people at the age of twelve, and went to a real battlefield where blood and flesh were flying at the age of seventeen.

He has the right to be conceited, and he never thinks that his perception is wrong - men defend their country, what can actors do? They can't even cheer for the country, they are neither male nor female, what's the difference between them and being supported by others?

At this time Feng Yanzhang knew he was wrong. He hugged the delicate actor tightly with trembling hands, and begged the gods and Buddhas who had disdained him in the past over and over again in his heart, "Please leave Yun Sheng, leave Yun Sheng to me."

Xu Bai was twitching unconsciously. He opened his mouth and tried desperately to take a breath of life-saving air. His lips turned purple and his pupils dilated.

“Yunsheng, Yunsheng.” Someone was calling, and their body was shaken. “Shengsheng, you can’t sleep! Look at me!”

Who is…?

In a daze, he returned to the dark house, the man's terrifying face, the swung stick, the arrogant grin and dirty words.

There is no light, no light can be seen, all senses are magnified, fear, anxiety, tension, and oppression are like a stone, crashing down on me.

Feng Yanzhang could feel the tension on his shoulders suddenly relax and he slid down like water.

"Yun Sheng!"

Fan Jie's fingers were shaking as he gripped the steering wheel. The Marshal's shrill cry made him think that Xu Bai was dead. He drove the car faster and almost flew up.

Xu Bai has already hidden back: [Oh, Adjutant Fan can even become a racing driver. ]

Liu Er: [Do you like racing drivers? ]

Xu Bai remembered that he was sent to this world because he said "I'd rather cry in a car" last time, so he shook his head decisively, "I don't like it. I like being fought over by many people!"

There was a suction force coming from Yun Sheng's body, and Xu Bai was pulled back into the shell before he could get a response.

Valk saw the handsome oriental boy again, and he might have been very happy if he was not performing CPR on him.

The chest cavity was compressed and bloody, and the pain was gradually numbed. Valk looked at the complicated curves on the instrument and finally stopped. This made him breathless, "Okay, he is safe for now."

Feng Yanzhang was asking if there were any psychologists in the hospital. The person being asked was very surprised. "The most famous one here is Dr. Valk. He once studied psychology."

……

Xu Bai was lying on the hospital bed. This time, even if Feng Yanzhang wanted to, Valk would not allow him to take him home.

"His condition is very bad. I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do to make him better." Foreigners never beat around the bush. Feng Yanzhang knew this, but his heart was still bleeding.

A day later, Feng Yanzhang told Valk about Xu Bai's recent strange behavior. Valk's brows furrowed more and more tightly, "This is... stress disorder and severe claustrophobia. In short, it is a self-protection mechanism for him."

"Why is there such a huge contrast between his attitudes before and after? It's because he found a self-consistent logic and used it to deduce the result."

Seeing that Feng Yanzhang didn't understand, he pointed to the pen on the table and said, "This is my favorite pen. If I am mentally healthy, I will be sad if I lose it, but it won't affect my normal life. If I have a mental illness, I will recall the mistakes I made that day over and over again, and attribute it to the lack of sincere prayers, and force myself to do only one thing every day, which is prayer."

"Mr. Feng." Valk's face was already filled with anger and distress. "What on earth did you do to him!"

Yeah, what did you do?

Xu Bai's behavior was very obvious at the beginning, but he was too conceited and ignored it all. Only now did he notice the clues.

He was afraid of the dark, but I left him in a room without even a light to spend the night; he wanted to sing opera, but I destroyed that little hope... No wonder the boy had such a frightened look in his eyes, no wonder the boy told him "there's no point in singing opera", no wonder the boy came back wearing his costume regardless of the rules.

Feng Yanzhang looked at Xu Bai lying on the bed absentmindedly. He stretched out his hand but did not dare to touch him. He just vaguely outlined his outline.

Some things were so obvious in the past, how come I only see through them now?

"...Don't..." Xu Bai let out a spasmodic and painful sound, raised his fingers slightly, and murmured the name in tears, "Xiaochun...Xiaochun..."

Whether it was his furrowed brows, trembling lips, or wide and dilated pupils, they all proved that he cared about the little girl.

“Please… Marshal, please…” He began to gasp in his throat, “Save her, I won’t sing anymore… cough, I cough cough…”

The incomprehensible instruments began to alarm frantically, the red lights flashed blindingly, and a large number of doctors rushed in. Two of them politely asked Feng Yanzhang to leave.

Feng Yanzhang's face was pale and his eyes were red. He recalled his immature reaction when he forced the actor to do something, his panicked look, and the determination of biting his tongue.

[Feng Yanzhang’s Favorability: 95]

Seeing Feng Yanzhang staggering, Fan Jie hurried over to help him, "Marshal, Yun Sheng will be fine."

...Marshal Feng was speechless. He felt a tightness in his chest, his legs were weak, and the world was spinning in front of his eyes.

"Commander!"

Xu Bai: [Dizzy? Your endurance isn't that great. ]

Liu Er: [The favorability has increased, are you ready to leave? ]

Xu Bai: [Alas, this is different from the last world. I am leaving now, and Feng Yanzhang's favorability will be stuck at 99 at most. And don't forget, there is also Master Fang! ]

Yes, Fang Jiaxu’s favorability level is still stuck.

Adjutant Fan was terrified.

It's not like Feng Yanzhang hasn't been injured on the battlefield, but he rarely looks so vulnerable, as if... as if his beloved wife had died and he was disheartened. He fell down with a bang, and almost fell to his knees with Fan Jie.

Now both of them were lying down, leaving poor Fan Jie alone to run between the two places. He didn't dare to let others know that Marshal Feng Yanzhang was ill. He was exhausted and almost vomited blood.

Whenever he had time, he would just lie down on the bench in the hospital and fall asleep.