The strong A who offended most of the universe has changed to O [Interstellar]

The physical examination on Yang Xinghe ended soon, and the doctor walked towards Li Moyi with the examination results solemnly.

Li Moyi had never been so nervous before, he stared at the doctor eagerly: "How is he doing?"

"We found a shadow in his brain, it's not that big."

"Tumor?"

In this era, as long as you have money, even malignant tumors that have spread all over your body can be removed gradually with the use of nano-robots. Li Moyi is not panicked.

The doctor shook his head: "It seems to be some kind of artificial product, and old scars were found on the corresponding part of the scalp."

"shrapnel?"

Many years before Yang Xinghe was born, the empire and the alliance no longer used metal bullet casings, but it is not ruled out that underground organizations made them privately.

The doctor still shook his head: "No, further examination is needed."

"That thing has something to do with his headache?"

The doctor continued to shake his head: "From the picture, the shadow did not compress the brain nerves. The surface of that thing is very smooth, and nanorobots cannot extract its components. Therefore, a craniotomy is required to confirm further."

Li Moyi was about to go crazy, so many instruments were used in turn, and they came to such an unclear result.

Not afraid of bad results, but afraid of no results, hanging up and down.

"Mr. Bai has woken up, he is leaving, we can't stop him." A nurse who ran over rescued the doctor who was pushed out by unscrupulous colleagues to be a bird of mourning.

Li Moyi left the doctor and ran towards the ward.

In the room, Yang Xinghe, who was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, had already gotten up. While looking for his clothes, he shook off the nurses and doctors who tried to dissuade him.

"I'm fine, my own body knows it." Yang Xinghe's tone was very firm.

The nurses and doctors didn't dare to stop him very hard, and they were afraid that he would not be able to explain to Li Moyi after he left. When they were in trouble, Li Moyi's voice came from the door: "So anxious, where are you going?"

He waved his hand and told everyone else in the room to go out, only him and Yang Xinghe were left.

"Of course it's to investigate the case of gems," Yang Xinghe looked at him strangely, "It's only been a day, you won't forget it, right?"

Li Mo was stunned, he didn't know how to react, Yang Xinghe looked calm, as if his finger was cut, he didn't even need to bandage it.

That Yang Xinghe was rolling on the ground in pain, his face was pale, and his consciousness was so confused that he would actively reach out to hug and hold him, Yang Xinghe, as if he never existed.

"The prisoner can't get out of the empire, don't be so anxious, get your illness cured first." Li Moyi pushed Yang Xinghe back on the bed without any explanation.

Yang Xinghe opened Li Moyi's hand and wanted to sit up: "If you wait for a long time, some evidence will disappear."

Li Moyi pressed his restless hands on the head of the bed, and knelt with one leg between his legs, making him unable to move: "Then you don't need to work hard, you are sick!"

"It doesn't matter if you get sick, you don't die right away." Yang Xinghe has been receiving this kind of education for many years.

Your opponents don't care if you are sick or injured, as long as you stop advancing, they will overtake you, kill you, and take everything from you.

As long as you have breath, you should complete the task.

Gao Xiaming taught him this way, and he did the same.

Under such precepts and deeds, Yang Xinghe has always maintained this habit.

He thought everyone was like this, but he didn't expect that the Crown Prince of the Empire asked him to rest because of this minor illness, what a joke.

Relying on his superior strength, Li Moyi pressed Yang Xinghe tightly on the bed, not letting him get up: "My heart aches!"

Yang Xinghe's heart jumped suddenly, and Li Moyi's worried face was in front of him. At that moment, he felt the urge to be hugged by this man, to lean on him for comfort.

Must be bewitched.

Yang Xinghe turned his head angrily: "Let's save those words to deceive ghosts."

"Why is your face so red!" Li Moyi looked at Yang Xinghe's face in shock, his crown-like face was instantly reddened at a speed visible to the naked eye, all the way to his neck, and even his earlobes were so red that they were about to bleed.

In an instant, several thoughts flashed through Li Mo's mind:

The tumor is getting worse!

High blood pressure!

Broken blood vessels!

Life is at stake!

Without even thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and pressed the calling bell on the bedside, and stroked Yang Xinghe's face with his other trembling hand: "How do you feel? Where does it hurt? Can you talk? Can you see me?"

Yang Xinghe was caught off guard by his series of coquettish operations, it was a little funny, he wanted to laugh at Li Moyi a few words, but his heart was moved again, he stretched out his hand to touch Li Moyi's anxious face: "You are so stupid."

"You're stupid!" Li Moyi grabbed his hand, "This case is nothing serious, it doesn't matter if you don't investigate it, you're so sick, what are you trying to do?"

"I don't plan anything, I just get used to getting things done as soon as possible. I'm really fine. I've had this kind of headache before, am I fine?" "What's wrong, they..." Li Moyi wanted to say that he found He was afraid that Yang Xinghe would be worried, so he paused in the middle of speaking, and couldn't think of any excuses to turn around for a while, and his expression was stuck there stiffly.

Li Moyi pursed his lips tightly and his cheeks bulged slightly, which was much cuter than his usual cool and arrogant appearance.

Yang Xinghe couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch his cheeks, then put his hand around his shoulder, and patted him lightly to comfort him: "I'm really fine, I had it when I was in the league, I checked it, and said it's okay, no life threatening."

"It's not life-threatening, but don't you feel uncomfortable?" Li Moyi continued, he didn't want to see Yang Xinghe suffer from headaches again.

Yang Xinghe looked at him. When he was half-conscious due to the headache, he clearly knew who was holding him and who was grieving for him. That faint tobacco-smelling pheromone, when he was in the most pain, was in the Surrounding him, giving him warm strength.

A strong will is soaked into mud by emotions as soft as water.

Just for a moment, I'm sick, the princess is not officially engaged to him, there's no one else here...

Yang Xinghe, who found countless reasons for himself, finally made up his mind, stretched out his hand to hook Li Moyi's neck, and pulled him to his lips.

Before the two touched each other, the door of the ward suddenly opened. Doctors, nurses... more than a dozen people stood at the door, staring dumbfounded at what was happening on the ward.

Yang Xinghe's reaction was extremely quick. He pulled Li Moyi down on the bed, covered him from head to toe with a quilt, and blocked himself in front of Li Moyi, blocking the intruder's eyes.

No matter how you look at it, they are a pair of cheating lovers, the standard action after being caught as a bed.

It's just that His Highness is actually the one covered, which is beyond everyone's expectations.

The doctor, who didn't want to see this scene, was deeply distressed: Why did you ring the calling bell?Just want to show affection?

"I pressed the wrong button just now. It's okay. Go ahead." Li Moyi poked his head out from under the quilt, and drove away the bewildered person standing at the door.

After being interrupted, there were only two people left in the room. Li Moyi looked at Yang Xinghe with full expectation, hoping to complete the untouched kiss just now.

Yang Xinghe pushed him away, sat up from the bed, and took a deep breath.

After being disturbed just now, Yang Xinghe regained his sobriety, and he even felt that he was possessed just now.

Is sickness a willful excuse?

If Xiaojin and the others heard this, they would definitely call him a double-standard dog.

Suddenly, Yang Xinghe's waist was hugged by two strong arms, Li Moyi's strong chest was pressed against his back, and the thin shirt couldn't block the scorching heat.

The whisper that came from my ear was very sad: "Please don't treat me like this, I am a living person, I can't stand you being hot and cold like this. If you hate me, tell me straight away, and I will never give up. From now on, I will never appear in front of your eyes again."

Yang Xinghe gritted his teeth and turned his heart: "It's because I don't want to be an eyesore in front of you, so as not to block your way to marry the princess."

"Crown Princess? What Crown Princess?" Li Mo was confused.