I can't cure this patient! [Quick Transmigration]

Almost everyone suspects that something is wrong with their eyes, and reflexively places an order to make an appointment for an eye examination in the infirmary.

If it wasn't for their misreading, how could their indifferent, abstinent, and terribly clean Marshal embrace someone so intimately?

It wasn't until the chair was pulled away and there was a slight noise that the air felt like the start button was pressed again.

Seeing that the Marshal not only grabbed the black-haired boy's shoulders, but also thoughtfully helped him open the chair, and when he pressed the shoulders to make people sit down, there were successive crackling sounds of metal collisions in the restaurant.

Some people accidentally dropped the bowls and chopsticks on the ground, while others were even more exaggerated, knocking down the entire dinner plate in shock and spilling the food all over the floor.

——and then silently shed tears in my heart.

Vegetables are provided in a limited amount per person per day. After one portion is overturned, there will be no second portion today.

So for a while, he didn't know whether to be sad that the marshal betrayed the single organization, or to feel sorry for the innocent vegetables on his dinner plate.

Su Duan sat down with Odrose gently pressing his shoulders, and his whole body was tense.

He is nervous.

There were at least hundreds of pairs of eyes on him in the cafeteria. As Fu Ling, who had never had a sense of existence, he had never been watched by so many people at the same time.

Because the spiritual power can only barely protect himself, Su Duan chooses a very secluded place every time he stays. The less people and animals notice him, the better. Facing so many scrutinizing eyes at first, he suddenly becomes nervous I just want to cover the little leaf and hide quickly.

If it weren't for Odrose's hands on his shoulders, which continuously passed on warmth to him and made him feel a little relieved, he might have rooted himself and ran away.

Odrose let him sit inside next to the wall, and sat outside himself, blocking most of the eyes of looking at him with his tall body, and said, "It doesn't matter, they are not malicious."

Su Duan hummed softly, with a trembling end, raised his head and looked at him obediently, his dark eyes seemed to be dripping with water.

To be so afraid...

Although he knew that the little slave was a bit introverted, he didn't expect to be so afraid of being born like this. Odrose suddenly regretted bringing him here.

Just to satisfy his desire to declare in front of others, it is not worth making his little slave suffer such fear.

Odrose put his hand on his soft black hair, lowered it slightly, put his fingers together and rubbed it twice, and said in a low voice, "Sorry, I'll take you back."

As he put his hand on Su's severed head, there were gasps one after another in the restaurant.

It's been a long time, it's been a long time, their seemingly frigid Marshal has also learned to kill by touching his head.

……

Just when the marshal was about to take his little slave away from this place that made him feel uneasy, Su Duan raised his hand and gently held his wrist, rejecting the proposal, "No need, just eat here."

There was still water in his eyes, but his tone was extremely firm.

It is impossible for him to hide behind Odrose forever. Odrose is the one who needs to be cured. He cannot rely on the doting of the other party and be a protected person with peace of mind forever.

Besides, it's just a meal in a crowded place, it's not a mountain of fire, and there's nothing to worry about... Although these people seem to be too enthusiastic.

Odrose still seemed a little uneasy, but Su Duan seemed to have made up his mind, so he thought about it for a while, and chose to respect the other party's opinion, put his hand down, touched the other party's soft cheek lightly, and put it Gently leaning on the back of the chair behind the other party, using the personal terminal to call out the menu, and handing it to the other party: "Okay, let's choose what you want to eat."

... There was another louder gasp.

While the little slave was looking down at the menu, Odrose raised his head and glanced around with slightly threatening eyes.

Due to his might, the soldiers on the scene turned their eyes away one after another, but when Odrose lowered his head again, they appeared like mushrooms after a spring rain.

Everyone has the spirit of gossip. Even if the marshal is scary, he can still take a risk in the face of this kind of shocking gossip, which is rare in a hundred years.

But in fact, Odrose has no good way to deal with their behavior.

So many people... punishing them one by one is definitely called an abuse of power. Although the power in his hands is great, it cannot be used to vent his selfish desires.

I can only warn them with my eyes from time to time to make them restrain themselves a little.

The canteen of the military department is in very good condition, almost comparable to the mid-level restaurants in Capital Star, and of course it also provides food delivery service.

——However, due to manpower constraints, it is only provided for lieutenants and above officers, and ordinary soldiers still have to get it by themselves.

Soon the food was brought up, Su Duan chewed the vegetables quietly, gradually became less nervous, and occasionally raised his head to look left and right in the restaurant.

It is inevitable to meet the eyes of some soldiers.

But those soldiers seemed to be more scared than him. When they saw his eyes, they lowered their heads in a hurry, even more flustered than when facing Odrose's warning.

What these soldiers thought in their hearts was: That is the existence of the suspected marshal. Such a rare species looks like a small flower in a greenhouse. What if they are frightened by these rough men?

It's worrying just thinking about it.

……

The division of labor in the defensive garrison is very clear. When large-scale wars and emergencies do not occur, Odrose only needs to coordinate the overall situation, but it is not that busy.

In the same way, soldiers are not too busy. After daily training and patrolling, they still have some free time to spend.

There are very few entertainment facilities in the army, so the spirit of the soldiers is in a state of emptiness all year round, which leads to them being... gossiping more than normal people.

Before the lunch was over, fresh gossip quickly spread in the army.

"Have you heard? Have you heard? The marshal took a black-haired boy to the restaurant for dinner. I heard that he behaved very intimately. Is it true?"

"Of course it's true. What's the point of falsifying this kind of thing? Hehehe, let me tell you, I was sitting nearby and everyone was watching. The Marshal was angry, but he couldn't stop it hahahaha!"

"Does it look good?"

"Of course it's beautiful! It's as tender as a cabbage raised in a greenhouse. Its eyes are pure black, and one glance can make people lose their souls." Actually, it's not as amazing as it is boasted, but the marshal's partner, of course, has to be automatic Added a filter.

"Then did you lose it?"

"Fuck you! No! You want me to be put on by the marshal? Get lost."

"...Black hair and black eyes, that's a slave, how can a nobleman fall in love with a slave?" Someone said coldly.

Most of the soldiers in the army are of civilian origin, because the slave policy of the empire has become more and more strict in recent years, and the price of slaves has gradually risen. Their living standards are not up to the point where they can buy slaves, but they have no idea about Su's status as slaves. What a feeling too big.

"What's wrong with the slave? Who the marshal likes is his own business! Can the emperor revoke the marshal's succession because of this?"

"All right, all you nobles are noble. Speaking of being together with slaves, it's not unheard of. The news was still reporting a few days ago. Which nobleman is it?... Anyway, it's just a lack of marriage certificates. Now the divorce rate is so low. Gao, it makes no difference whether there are small books or not."

"This kind of thing is not normal! The marshal is the one who will inherit the throne, it is impossible to be with a slave! You are all nonsensical!" The young man who spoke turned red with anger. He had fine eyebrows and fair skin. White, standing out among a group of soldiers of various shades of black, stands out.

"You are so good at fighting, why don't you ask the marshal if he is willing to abandon that slave and marry you?"

His little thoughts were ruthlessly punctured, and the young man had a look of resentment in his eyes. He coldly said "unreasonable" and left the gossip gathering team.

……

Odrose did not hide anything, and the news spread in the army, and the emperor naturally got the news very quickly.

Two days later, in the middle of the night, Odrose, who was about to take the little slave to take a bath, received an extremely rare video communication request from His Majesty the Emperor.

Frowning slightly, with a vague premonition in his heart, Odrose patted the little slave's head, and said: "I'll go outside to receive a communication, you go take a shower first, don't wait for me." He was going to take someone with him Take a mandarin duck bath, and then eat a little bit of people, now it seems that there is no hope.

Su Duan nodded obediently, raised his head and said, "Then I'm done washing, and I'll wait for you on the bed."

Although he understood that the little slave did not hint at his intentions, but looking at those transparent black eyes that looked like gemstones washed by water, Odrose still tightened his throat, paused, and then gently sent him to the bathroom. He pushed in the direction, "Let's go."

Odrose walked quickly to the living room and clicked to answer.

The emperor's face, which has seven images with him, appeared in the projection.

The emperor, like him, had a very straightforward personality. Once the communication was connected, he gave a straightforward order without any foreshadowing: "Get rid of the slave next to you as soon as possible."

Although he was mentally prepared before answering the call, Odrose still couldn't help constricting his pupils when he heard such an almost cruel order.

After trying his best, Odrose controlled his urge to scold his father, and said in a deep voice, "Don't be so unreasonable."

The emperor looked at him indifferently with those blue eyes that were similar to his own: "I don't want one day the media will report that the future emperor will have an ugly scandal with a slave."

Hearing the emperor's merciless words, Odrose's anger surged again: "Slavery will be abolished sooner or later, and even if I marry him, it will be legal."

The emperor said: "That will be a matter of the future. Now, Odrose, as the crown prince, you should have a basic brain and be responsible for the face of the royal family."

"If you really liked that slave, you wouldn't push him to the cusp of being an enemy of the system. After all, you are still trying to satisfy your own selfish desires without the slightest sense of responsibility!"

Odrose took a deep breath, his hands trembling slightly with anger.

It is not without pain in his heart to personally engrave the brand of a slave on his most cherished person.

Even if he had made all the preparations, the process would not be painful, but the existence of the brand itself was proof that Su Duan was inferior.

Odrose finally couldn't help it, tearing his face and said: "What about you? How responsible are you? Back then, mother's illness would be delayed to that extent. Who was negligent because of busy work?"

"Shut up!" The emperor lost his last bit of demeanor as if he had been stabbed in the foot, and was almost yelling at his son: "Odrosser! You lunatic without emotion! What right do you have to mention Your mother?!"

His dragon appeared behind him, growling menacingly at Odrose.