Laid-off guide is a cat wife

Sentinels have a high metabolic rate, and their body temperature is already 0.5~0.8 degrees higher than that of ordinary people. After being catalyzed by a high fever, the somatosensory contact is similar to that of a small stove.For a guide, whether it is taken internally or externally, each has its own way of ecstasy.

It is common for sentries to go to the battlefield on missions. Severe limb injuries are commonplace. Is it necessary to mobilize the army for a little one with a fever?Besides...

——The physique is good, and it won't burn out even if it is burned. Let's play with it to add some fun to the boring married life of supernatural beings.

This is probably the private consensus of many sentinels and guides after marriage.

So Miao Xun didn't take it seriously at all.And his elderly guide, Professor Xue must also...

The moment he heard the sentry call "Brother", he stared at him for two seconds, then suddenly pushed him down, tore apart those fabric accessories that couldn't help being torn, dragged the sentry out, and found an industrial rope to tie his wrists.

When tying, Miao Xun saw that he was busy, so he instructed Xue Fang: "This is not right, it is too easy to break free... You have to go through it and then tie it in the opposite direction. Yes, go around twice more, not from there. ...Ah, do you still need me to demonstrate this basic rope technique? Are you an instructor or not?"

Professor Xue's professionalism was questioned by his spouse.With a straight handsome face, he spit out two words: "Shut up."

"You order me? It's not this tune...it's like this," Miao Xun was still leaning forward with his wrists firmly tied, his voice vibrating coldly in his mind, "Xue Fang, shut up."

"I think you're refreshed after vomiting." Xue Fang covered him with a thick coat, pulled the zipper up to his chin, and roughly put it on——

private aircraft.

When Miao Xun was tied to the co-pilot and white mist was sprayed out from the propeller of the aircraft, he finally realized, "Don't you want to bring me up to shake the car?"

Xue Fang didn't squint and focused on driving: "No shock. Let's go to the hospital."

Miao Xun stared at his indifferent side face, frowned slightly, "What's the matter with you, why are you so calm?"

"I'm not calm." Xue Fang was driving into the aviation orbit.

"Liar. You are obviously very calm..." Little Wild Cat stretched his bare feet, kicked his thigh lightly, and asked, "Do you not love me anymore?"

Eating a cake to make a fever is like drinking fake wine.

Xue Fang tried to focus on safe driving: "No, I love you the most."

The little wild cat gave a disdainful "tsk", "It's so perfunctory. You must have a new cat outside, so you won't eat it when I deliver it to your door, and you will send me to the hospital."

"...No such thing." Why hasn't the hospital arrived yet?Step on the gas pedal!He was really afraid that Miao Xun would burn out his brain.

Miao Xun held his head up and rubbed himself with the back of his hand, "Ah... I don't seem to be hot anymore. I told you a long time ago, you should take advantage of the heat."

There was a traffic jam on the empty track ahead. Xue Fang adjusted the autopilot mode, put on his seat belt and came over to test his body temperature. After touching it, it was indeed not hot anymore, but he felt that it was colder than usual?

"Sure enough, taking medicine is still useful." Miao Xun grinned at him.

With such a bright smile, there is a problem with the designation!Xue Fang immediately mobilized the brain processor to recall every detail before going out today, and his thoughts stopped on the dumped medicine bottle on the second floor.

"... How many pills have you eaten?"

Miao Xun roughly recalled: "Well... that sugar coating is quite delicious. Before I went out, I found out that it was raining, so I ate half a bottle first."

"What does the rain have to do with taking so many antipyretics!" Xue Fang couldn't hold back his calm appearance.No wonder he just knew it was wrong just after he vomited like that!He knew, how could it be so soft and sweet at ordinary times, the little wild cat must have taken the wrong medicine!

For a while, countless scenes floated through Xue Fang's mind in horror: overdose, kidney failure, emergency room, ICU!

"I'm afraid I won't be able to run to the cake shop, and if I faint on the road and be picked up by others, you will cry." Little Wild Cat replied confidently.

"I want to cry right now." After Xue Fang finished speaking in an unsteady tone, he immediately connected to the hospital number through the channel of the aircraft, "Hello? That's it, it's urgent. I'm taking the patient to your hospital, and I encountered a traffic jam on the way. , can you please take the medical green channel to pick up—"

Beep, I was disconnected by the cat's paw.

Rusty eyes looked at him, "I'm really fine. I almost threw up the medicine I took. Don't cry."

"I didn't cry." Xue Fang turned his head and looked out the window, breathing deeply to calm down.

"I have a high tolerance, so don't cherish it too much, it won't break."

Xue Fang punched the tweeter button, "beep beep --" the aircraft in front finally moved slowly.

The guide was facing the windshield, his lips twitched: "Don't make fun of your own life. You and I are permanently bound, something happened to you, and I can't live."

"I know..." Miao Xun's voice was soft, echoing in the mental image, with a sense of unreality, "I just wanted to surprise you when I received that greeting card. I remember the last memory... Zanka and the others asked me for money to buy cakes, I know what's going on."

The aircraft restarted, and the buildings on both sides of the sky track shot red and green lights, flashing and flashing, reflecting on Xue Fang's tense face, "When did it happen?"

"It's very early." In fact, it's not too early, it was only about half a year ago, but when Miao Xun recalled it, he felt that it had been a long time, "Honeymoon trip, 'vegetable market', remember?... I found a piece of consciousness memory there, It was left before I was brainwashed last time."

Xue Fang pursed his thin lips and did not speak.The movie ticket he saw in the small room deep in Miao Xun's spiritual domain came from the previous memory.

It turned out that Miao Xun had already downloaded that memory back.

Miao Xun collapsed into the chair, a small piece of sky in his sight was covered with light pollution, the sharp light beams stung his cornea, he couldn't help closing his eyes, and said slowly:

"Don't you think I've been serious about you since then..."

He heard the guide's heartbeat speeding up.

"I really didn't expect you to come after me and register for marriage with me decisively." Miao Xun smiled, his voice a little dry, "You are the first person who came to me and didn't ask for anything from me. I originally I thought, you just use me as a plaything until you tell me..."

Xue Fang raised his heart, "What did you say?"

"You said, I am free by your side, and I always have the right to choose."

No one can make such a promise after knowing that he is controlled by Yuesa.Not even Miao Xun himself.

Freedom, what a broad and extravagant word.It seems simple, but the effort to achieve the goal is like throwing sandbags into a bottomless pit, and no one knows when it will be filled.

Xue Fang made a promise, shouldered the responsibility, and made great sacrifices to realize it.

There is no more touching confession than this.

"But I don't have anything. You like cats, so I'll give myself to you. Because apart from this, I have nothing else of value." Miao Xun untied the rope buckle, touched his chest, and it was burning again.

Xue Fang replied in a low voice: "You are priceless."

"Only you think so..." Miao Xun closed his eyes and raised his lips.

In the eyes of others, even in many cases, he is a tool that can be rented with a clearly marked price.

Only his wife Xue regards him as a treasure.

The aircraft slid into the air entrance of the hospital building, Miao Xun changed his clothes, and got off the aircraft with Xue to arrange for an examination.

Since he was a sentinel and entered the special treatment area for supernatural beings, the nurse brought a stack of disclaimers for them to sign.Filling out the medical record card, signing by family members, and selecting testing items were all done by Xue Fang.

Miao Xun stared at his signing hand, inexplicably recalling the scene of signing the marriage registration form.It was also so stable and calm, only the slightly faster heartbeat than usual could reveal his emotions.

"You are a sentinel. According to the treatment arrangement, you need to back up your memories of the day before going to the mental brain CT detector." The nurse led them into the milky white room and explained standing in front of the "little green card" recorder.

The neural-spine connection burner can only write up to three days of memory. If you use the wizard, the memory that can be written can be as little as one month, and as much as ten or twenty years.

The hospital backed up the memories of the supernatural beings before treatment, out of the principle of avoiding risks and caring for patients.There are very few normal guides and sentries who come here for treatment.In case of a stress reaction during the treatment and a PTSD attack makes a big noise in the hospital, the hospital can "rewind" them, return to a relatively stable state, and re-examine the treatment plan.

A chance to do it all over again - the "little green card" was originally a huge medical advancement invention.

Xue Fang was quite resistant to the instrument that looked like a torture chair with a lot of nerve sensing wires hanging on it, so much so that Miao Xun sat on it and was pierced by a nerve probe into his back spine. go.

"You seem to be waiting for me to lay an egg." Miao Xun couldn't speak when the consciousness was extracted, so Miao Xun pressed words one by one.

The nurse next to him laughed "puchi", and looked at Xue Fang's anxious face with his arms folded, which made him even more vivid.

"I'm waiting for you to go to the execution ground." Xue Fang's brows stretched and then tightened.

"Not at all. It's just extracting the consciousness, it's just a little bit of pain." The progress bar showed full bars, Miao Xun pulled out the small discs on both temples, and threw the chip card with a day's memory recorded by the instrument to Xue Fang.

"Take it, this is my day with you."

The weight of memory is 1.89g at this moment.

Xue Fang held it, and waited quietly in the corridor for Miao Xun to do other checks to find out.

He didn't expect that in the psychiatric consultation room, the old doctor with gray hair and beard tremblingly took off half of his glasses, and looked through the medical records suspiciously, "You filled in [Yes] for the guide, did you fill it in correctly, young man?"

Miao Xun pointed to the following, and typed to tell him: "Here is still his signature, it cannot be faked."

The old doctor has rich experience. During his long medical career, there are many people who pretend to have a guide and come to do spiritual consultation.He suspected that Miao Xun was also a fantasist, so he directly exposed:

"Your mental domain has been invaded recently. Your sudden fever is probably due to the collapse of part of your subconscious mind, which affects the physical level. If you have a guide, how could there be such a big problem?"

"There's no problem, I'm fine." Miao Xun didn't care.

The old doctor stroked his beard and kept shaking his head: "You don't understand. Fortunately, you came in time, and if you are half a day late, you will be sent directly to the nursing home!"