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When Luo Xingyi woke up, the sky was endless outside the window, the sun was shining brightly, and the shadows of the trees were dancing under the window.

After the clouds cleared and the fog cleared, the too dazzling Qiuyang lit up the entire room through the window lattice.In the golden sunlight, fine dust swirls, giving a dreamlike sense of peace and tranquility.

Very unreal.

In the daylight, Luo Xingyi raised his eyelids and opened a gap, and quietly stared at the opposite wall with his eyes slightly open, unable to realize where he was for a long time.

He twitched his crow-feather eyelashes, moved his fingers that had fallen outside the quilt, and slowly, his body seemed to have finally received the signal to return his separated souls and seven souls to their original positions.

It should have survived safely.Looking at the abstract painting of black, white and red on the opposite wall, Luo Xingyi thought of it.

His high fever has completely subsided, but he had a fast and chaotic nightmare all night, and his mental state is very bad. Now there is still wet cold sweat on his face, the hair on his neck is completely soaked, and his face is still sickly pale.

Before his consciousness fully recovered, Luo Xingyi only felt that his body seemed to be soaked in glue, which was very uncomfortable, so he moved his arms and pushed aside the quilt that wrapped him.

When he endured the aches and pains that seemed to be rolled back and forth by a steamroller five hundred times, he propped up his body a little, touched the quilt and found that he was naked, and accepted this setting warmly and calmly because of his chaotic thinking after a serious illness.

Then, he heard two breaths, and his stuck thinking started to work slowly: wait a minute, here is his breath, so whose is the other one?

Luo Xingyi, who was always curious about the world, turned his head to look—oh, it's Qu Lin.

Luo Xingyi, who understood the question, turned his head back warmly and calmly, and sighed with a bewildered smile: As expected of Qu Lin, he looks upright even when he sleeps, and the quilt is well covered.But it's really rare that he actually has no clothes on...

Luo Xingyi thought warmly and calmly, thinking, thinking...

Wait a moment.

This thing does not seem warm and calm or even a little magical!

Luo Xingyi turned his head again in an instant, his searchlight-like eyes stared back and forth several times strictly on Qu Linshui's peaceful face and exposed shoulders and clavicles, and the short-circuited nerves were finally reconnected...

I'm so crazy!What the hell is going on!

Luo Xingyi was sobered up by the fright, he straightened up with a "bass!", and grabbed the quilt violently!In extreme panic, he backed away with both hands and feet, but ended up feeling empty with one hand, and almost fell off the bed.

The reason for saying "almost" is not that he maintained his balance in time, but that Qu Lin, who was awakened by his movement, made a timely move, closed his eyes and skillfully stretched out his hand to catch him, and caught him at the very nick of time!

Probably because he had experienced too many such situations in one night, after Qu Lin brought the man back, he pressed him on the bed, stretched his arms, and pinned Luo Xingyi between the beds very angrily and impatiently.

Even people were hugged and suppressed.

Luo Xingyi, whose mind was still unclear, blinked and became even more dizzy.

He thought, could it be that the plot of the Eighteenth Bend of the Mountain Road is a sci-fi fantasy, he came to a parallel world, and his current real identity is actually a pillow?

Luo Xingyi, who has enjoyed luxurious VIP all-round monitoring services since he was a child, and has never even lived in a school dormitory, let alone shared a bed with others, is a little dumbfounded by the current situation and is very stiff.Qu Lin's breath brushed against his ears, and the tips of his hair fell on his cheeks, itching. He lay on his back on the bed, not daring to move, not daring to move at all.

The bright sunlight with warmth fell on his fingertips, like a thin open flame, burning from his fingertips all the way to his chest.

However, after following the path of heat transfer, Luo Xingyi discovered that this actually had nothing to do with the sun, and it was Qu Lin who really made him feel the extraordinary heat.

People have such a directional thinking, thinking that people with cold personality probably have cold blood and low body temperature, so it is reasonable to be called "cold-blooded animals".

But now Luo Xingyi wants to overthrow this unscientific nonsense theory, because he is so close to Qu Lin now - the warm and long breath of the other party will be swept shallowly when he is sleeping - so he can clearly hear Qu Lin's healthy and powerful beating The beating of his heart, he could feel the fiery temperature of his body, as well as the surging blood in the tough blood vessels stretching under the skin.

Because of his mixed race, Qu Lin's skin was as white as milk, and it glowed a soft golden color under the sunlight.It seemed that he had just taken a bath, and the scent of lemon shower gel had not completely dissipated, floating in the air secretly.

Very sweet.

Although this person is usually cold, he is the one who saved his life.

Luo Xingyi suddenly thought that it was inaccurate to say that he was cold, because Qu Lin seemed to be able to find nothing wrong with his attitude towards him.

Even better than everyone else.

Looking at Qu Linjin's cheek so close, Luo Xingyi swallowed quietly, feeling that something was wrong, and suddenly his teeth itch.

Moving his sore arm, Luo Xingyi raised his hand, wanting to put Qu Lin's hand on his chest aside for him, and slipped away quickly.

But he hadn't started to act, even just took his hands out of the quilt, when Mr. Qu, who was watching all directions and listening to all directions even when he was sleeping, noticed him.Qu Lin was probably really exhausted physically and mentally. He grabbed Luo Xingyi's hand that was about to move and locked it on his chest, frowned and warned, "If you move again, your hand will be chopped off."

In terms of tone alone, Luo Xingyi didn't hear the joke.

Of course, he has experienced Qu Lin's wake-up aura before. Pulling out the 40-meter long knife will not give you the time to run 39 meters first, but... Luo Xingyi, who was imprisoned, moved carefully My body is still trying to struggle.

Brother, you may not believe it, but my situation is really special!

During the movement, the skins of the two of them rubbed against each other, Luo Xingyi's scalp was numb, and he was in a dilemma: what should I do, it feels better not to struggle!

"Dong dong."

"Dong dong."

After being forced to press his hand on the chest to follow the opponent's heartbeat twice, Luo Xingyi touched Qu Lin's smooth and firm chest and felt that the situation was even worse!

He glanced at Qu Lin in a trance, his eyes drifted from Qu Lin's slender eyelashes all the way to his beautifully shaped thin lips. After seeing the other party unconsciously pursing his lips and slightly sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick his lips, his blood surged up. It's up!

The churning blood quickly flowed through every meridian in the body, Luo Xingyi withdrew his hand suddenly like an electric shock, he didn't care about waking up Qu Lin, and quickly sat up cross-legged with the quilt in his arms!

The complexion is still a little indescribably subtle.

And Qu Lin was completely sobered by his acrobatic moves with a difficulty index of five stars, and slowly opened his eyes...

The air is dead.

The sun stopped flowing, the shadows of the trees stopped shaking, and even the singing of birds stopped abruptly.

During the three seconds of silent death, the two looked at each other, dripping like ice.

Luo Xingyi twitched the corner of his mouth against the dark night blizzard, his appearance was as stable as an old dog, and his heart panicked: "Mr. Lin... Good morning."

Hearing Luo Xingyi's dry voice that was about to become hoarse, Qu Lin remembered that Luo Xingyi was still a sick person, lowered his eyes to close the cold light in his eyes, took a deep breath to calm down, then sat up and turned to Luo Xingyi without saying a word. reach out.

Luo Xingyi hurriedly leaned back with a guilty conscience: "Speak up if you have something to say!"

The tone of this sentence is very wrong, and the ending sound is a bit broken.Qu Lin glanced at Luo Xingyi inexplicably, not knowing what he was guilty of, so he stopped the hand that was about to test the temperature of his forehead, and took a closer look.

Seeing that Luo Xingyi was maintaining a posture of leaning back against being touched, his face was pale and pale, but there was a trace of uncomfortably shy, and he was still holding the quilt in his hands to wrap him tightly around his abdomen.

Then he leaned forward, as if to check, "Is there any injury?"

"No, no, no injury, this is..." Luo Xingyi shook his brows, "Physiological reaction."

Qu Lin's eyes fell on the quilt in Luo Xingyi's evasive tone, stared at it for two seconds, and understood.He raised his eyes again, looking at Luo Xingyi who was still alive last night and was so energetic today that he could respond physically. For some reason, his first reaction in his heart was to breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that there should be nothing wrong, Qu Lin let go of the quilt generously, lay down again, and said softly: "The resilience is pretty good."

When Luo Xingyi heard Qu Lin's teasing for some unknown reason, his old face blushed, and he quickly got out of bed wrapped in a quilt.

The accident happened at this moment.

Luo Xingyi, who got off the bed, landed on one foot, and before he stepped on it firmly, he felt that his body suddenly lost control, as if his entire lower body disappeared out of thin air, his eyes turned upside down, and his eyes went black.

When he came back to his senses, he had already fallen to the ground, and there was a real "boom" when he fell, and he still couldn't get up.

Luo Xingyi suddenly felt chills all over, but he couldn't even control his fingers, only his consciousness was still clear.After being picked up on the bed by Qu Lin again, he could hear him ask: "What's wrong with you?"

Luo Xingyi's face was pale: "I... can't feel my body anymore."

When Qu Lin heard this, his expression changed immediately, he shook Luo Xingyi's arm, and asked solemnly, "Are there any more?"

"A little dizzy." Luo Xingyi said, his eyes suddenly blurred, and his voice became sticky, "I can't seem to see you clearly...it seems to be coming again, it..."

Before he finished speaking, he passed out completely, and there was no more movement, as if the fresh life just now was all a flashback.

Before letting go of his heart for 2 minutes, he was suspended again. Qu Lin hugged Luo Xingyi, who was unconscious. While reaching for the communicator, he was looking for clothes at the same time.

He clenched his fists and hammered the bed board, forcing himself to calm down, and then methodically put on his and Luo Xingyi's clothes again, regardless of whether they were worn last night and were still stained with blood, he kicked the door out of the hotel with the person in his arms , drive to the front.

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When Luo Xingyi woke up again, he saw the snow-white ceiling, and the air was filled with a strong cold fragrance, which was the smell of disinfectant that he was most familiar with.

The instrument next to the ear made a small but clear and regular "didi" sound. Luo Xingyi glanced sideways and saw Wangshu lying quietly on the bedside table. He couldn't help stretching out his limp hand to take a look Glance at the time.

He fell into a coma for two whole days.

After finishing this action, he suddenly realized: Am I conscious?

Luo Xingyi blinked slowly, and before he had time to let out a long sigh of relief that he was glad that he was not paraplegic, he heard a "beep -" at the door.Two snow-white doors suddenly slid open to both sides, one door passed and another was opened, and then a dozen or so medical staff in isolation suits filed in.

The first person to enter was a man in a white coat who looked like an attending doctor.He doesn't protect himself as tightly as others. He only wears an ordinary medical mask, a stethoscope hanging on his chest, and his eyes under the lens are sharp and shrewd, like a sharp lancet.

Behind him was a mighty group of people, all respectfully holding their own things, their hands and feet were brisk and regular, and it seemed that he had an extraordinary status here.

Seeing Luo Xingyi slowly looking sideways, the attending doctor, who was about thirty years old, showed a little interest in his eyes: "Are you awake? Good morning, first-generation experimental subject."

As soon as these five words came out, Luo Xingyi's eyes became alert instantly, and he stared at the person coldly, "Where is this?"

"Don't act rashly, the anesthetic on your body hasn't passed yet, you won't be able to get out of this room." The doctor deliberately didn't answer him, and only said what he wanted to say slowly, "This is the research institute—don't move, As I said, you have a lot of instruments on your body. Do you want to know how you came here? Or, do you want to know how you are about to be studied?"

Luo Xingyi lay on the hospital bed without making a sound, staring at the doctor in front of him sternly.Indeed, as he said, he still has anesthesia left in his body and has little strength.

The doctor stood in front of the hospital bed and looked at him. His eyes behind the lens were full of satisfied scrutiny and enthusiasm for experiments, as if he was already simulating various experimental projects in his mind.

The air froze between the two, cold and full of calculations and precautions.

After a long time, the doctor looked away, smiled, and said with a bit of regret in his tone: "Just kidding, this is a private research institute and has nothing to do with Academia Sinica." He waved his hand and let the two behind him A little nurse helped Luo Xingyi get up.

Seeing the medical staff busy checking various data in front of the electronic equipment and Luo Xingyi, the doctor warned endlessly, "Take good care of it, this is our director's wife, you will lose your head if you bump it .”

Luo Xingyi was changing the needle of the IV drip. Hearing this, he almost broke the needle, and the nurse who changed the needle turned pale in fright.He brushed away the nurse's hand and looked at the doctor: "What did you say?"

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, just kidding. Don't worry, Qu Lin brought you here. As for me, I can barely count him as an elder. He is outside now. In addition to treating you, our research institute Don’t dare to do anything else, your infection is too dangerous, you managed to get your life back, so don’t make trouble for us anymore.”

The doctor spoke slowly, and asked someone to bring a tray with blood collection needle tubes. After putting on rubber gloves, he picked up the tourniquet and sterile cotton balls in the tray and was about to take blood.

Just as the tourniquet was about to be tied to Luo Xingyi's arm, the snow-white door opened with another "beep--".

Qu Lin was dressed in exquisite black clothes, and stepped on shiny military boots from the outside to the inside. With a cool breath of disinfectant, he glanced at the doctor who had stopped moving, and sat down on the opposite sofa.

He had a neat collar and a bandage wrapped around his neck, but it didn't affect his charming aura in the slightest.Sitting on the sofa, he turned his legs Ziruo but not out of the ordinary, looking at the people who seemed to have pressed the pause button, Qu Lin showed a cold smile in his eyes, "Go on."

The doctor put away the tourniquet as if nothing had happened, asked someone to take the tray away, took the tablet device handed over by the person next to him and looked at it in a decent way: "Well, the recovery is good, and all the indicators are close to normal values."

A group of people checked routinely under the pressure of Qu Lin's eyes, and dared not make any sound.Luo Xingyi was about to ask Qu Lin what was going on, so the doctor tidied up his white coat, and called Qu Lin away first: "Qu Lin, your wound needs to be changed, come here and take care of it " After finishing speaking, he turned and walked out of the ward.

Qu Lin glanced at Luo Xingyi, motioned him to be calm, and followed him out of the ward.