sick and weak son in the empire

There was a bang in my head, isn't Pulitzer's illness cured?How can it still be induced? No, the doctor has not made a conclusion. It is their own guess. Relapse is also possible.Holding on to Parklet's clothes tightly: "Where is he? I'm going to see him."

Pulitzer was lying in the nutrition cabin, surrounded by a circle of professional physicians from the base who were discussing medical options. They only glanced at the family members before continuing to discuss nervously, which shows how critical the condition has become.

Wei Chu leaned on the isolated glass wall to watch this familiar scene. Pulitzer has been like this since the beginning, but he was able to face it calmly at that time. dazzling.Pulitzer is lying quietly, but Pulitzer, who is surrounded by violent energy, looks weird and very different from ordinary people. Wei Chu has no fear, only heartache, anxiety and sadness: Pulitzer, you must get better .

Strong emotions that he had never had before reminded him that he did not know when he had already fallen in love with this man, and Pulitzer hurt him too, Pulitzer was not happy in officialdom, and he was also uncomfortable, and Pulitzer was sick. As if he was seriously ill and unable to breathe, he seemed to have heard Pulitzer's struggle in the face of these illnesses, he was so unwilling, he was so painful!

Putting down his hand holding on to the wall, he turned his head and rushed out of the medical cabin, returned to their residence, found the piano in the corner, it was Pulitzer's gift to him and Wei Chu's first gift, rubbing his fingers, Thoughts flashed in his eyes. At that time, Pulitzer was young and reckless and committed a lot of wrong things, but the most important thing was his sincerity that moved people.At this time, Si Qin is still alive...

Hurrying back to the medical cabin with Qin in his arms, he was stopped outside the door. The doctor said in embarrassment: "Madam, I'm sorry, please don't enter. Major General Pulitzer's condition has deteriorated. Now the medical cabin may not be able to be kept. For your safety, please don't enter." gone."

Wei Chu stared at him firmly, and said word by word: "Then what should he do?"

The doctor seemed to be having a hard time opening his mouth, and finally said sadly: "Madam, my condolences."

Wei Chu didn't believe it, he didn't believe that the lively Pulitzer who would ask him for affection just left him like this, no, no!Pulitzer was the first person who treated him sincerely. How could he just disappear like this?

"You are talking nonsense! He is clearly struggling! He needs our company and encouragement!"

The doctor said: "Why? He is already very manic now! If you encourage and stimulate him again, it may make him even more hyperactive..."

Wei Chu listened attentively, he was very sure, he heard Pulitzer's cry of pain from his soul, and his heart was twisted into a ball, Pulitzer is such a persevering man, it takes a lot of pain to be like this. □!He must be very desperate and helpless, he needs himself!

He had never been so determined, and he stopped wasting time convincing the doctor. He sat on the floor, put the piano down and started playing. He listened carefully to Pulitzer's voice, and played the rapid tone in line with his rhythm. Pulitzer's voice can be heard clearly, even his breathing can be heard clearly.The hands kept flicking rapidly, trying to take the pain for him with this stormy frenzy, and then...he really felt the pain.

Yes, he really felt the pain from his hands to his head, spreading to every part of his body, especially the head and the back of his neck. It wasn't very painful but it was so obvious that people couldn't ignore it. He felt the pain but was also happy. Continue to step up the rhythm, the eyes are no longer real, he sees a mysterious and mysterious scene in the mist, he is in the clouds, surrounded by a group of black and evil things, touching and feeling kind, he uses the piano The sound was pushed away again and again, and the eyes became clearer and clearer, and the hands seemed to be flying... Finally, after a sharp high note, the front finally saw the sun!

"Dang!" The strings broke.

Wei Chu opened his eyes, and heard someone shout: "Plitzer woke up!" Filled with great joy, he twitched the corners of his mouth weakly, and wanted to stand up to have a look, but he fell headlong and was supported by others.It turned out that he played too hard for too long, and his whole body became sore and limp.

But, Pulitzer wakes up, and it's going to be okay after this one, which is great.

"Who told you to save me so recklessly? What if something happens to you? What if this method is not used and your efforts are in vain?" Pulitzer immediately scolded Wei Chu after waking up and understanding the matter.

Wei Chu smiled, it's so good, I can still hear him swearing vigorously.Alas, this man, what are you scolding about?He was thinking about what he said, and he forgot that he was going to the King of Hades at one time. After observing that there was no energy overflowing around him, Wei Chu just let him go.

Seeing that he was listening perfunctorily, Pulitzer turned his head sullenly and said angrily, "Go away, I don't want to see you. Go home!" Looking at that little pale face, his heart ached.

Wei Chu pressed the quilt for him and went out.As soon as he went out, he was stopped by a doctor, but it was not his doctor, but a man named Thomson. How did you cure Pulitzer?" The situation was very urgent at the time, and as one of the attending physicians, he watched the glass of the medical cabin about to shatter at one point, and in the end, a Guzheng song quieted those terrifying energies up.What a magical power this is!

"I don't know." Wei Chu didn't want to say too much.

Thompson persuaded him: "Mrs. Admiral, this must be something special. You don't want to say it's normal, but Pulitzer's appearance will relapse at any time. Only by studying these strange things early and finding countermeasures can he recover better."

That's right, he just felt that he was a little strange, and he concealed it out of caution. In fact, there was nothing special in detail, so he said it one by one.

"This is strange. Just play a piano? Is it sound waves? Have you ever tried the effect of recording?"

"It may not work." Pulitzer had also heard his music at the state banquet before, and he was not surprised.

"That means live playing? What's the difference between live playing and recording? Could it be that when you play the piano, there are some substances that cannot be transmitted through the instrument? Do you have other methods that are effective for Pulitzer's condition?"

"Yes, there are calligraphy, painting, and even talking." In fact, I also feel a little strange when doing that. This... Maybe it's an illusion.

"Can you tell me in more detail? For example, your feelings at the time, Pulitzer's reaction, and the works you made?" Thomson took out a small notebook with great interest and began to record.This is definitely the first case in history!