Laid-off guide is a cat wife

Sending him to a mental sanatorium is basically equivalent to a death sentence.It's easy to get in that boring and boring place, but it's hard to get out.

It's okay to use this to scare the sentinel students in the academy, but to scare Miao Xun?He curled his lips, not wanting to tell the old man that he used to take painkilling sugar pills to get through the period of sensory fugue.

The old doctor's eyes were vicious: "You don't believe it? Then let me ask you, has he probed deeply into your spiritual realm recently?"

Miao Xun typed obediently: "A few times."

Grandpa: "The word 'bar' is gone. Let me ask you again, how did you feel when you woke up?"

Miao Xun tried his best to recall, "I don't feel anything, at most I'm a little tired."

There was a flash of light in the old man's eyes, and he asked: "Do you feel tired, fragile, weak in spirit, easy to be defeated and want to rely on him?"

Miao Xun typed: "It's okay." Except for this inexplicable fever, which made his senses a little confused.

"Do you have a history of pregnancy?" Flipping through the medical records, the old man asked seriously.

A strange smile gradually appeared on Miao Xun's face, and he touched his stomach, "Do I look like I have installed an artificial womb?"

"That's no." He narrowed his eyes, wrote it down in the electronic notebook, and continued to ask: "How many times a month do you perform barrier repair and mental grooming?"

This question is honestly not easy to answer.The truth is, Xue Fang hasn't given him much mental refreshment for nearly a month.

"Well... not many times."

The old man had a perceptive expression on his face, "I haven't done anything, have I? I knew that these young guides are all as irresponsible as the old man. How can they have the revolutionary spirit of perseverance during the interstellar war—"

Miao Xun: "He opened the mental filter for me 24 hours a day. I wanted to break the barrier, but I haven't found a chance so far."

Grandpa: "..."

Now he wanted to see what kind of god-man this young sentinel's guide was.

How rich and terrifying the energy is to have a 24-hour uninterrupted battery life?too exaggerated!If there is such a guide, it must have been provided by the supernatural person management office and the high-level empire.

"Cough," the doctor grandpa wiped his reading glasses, regained his momentum and started on the road, "Since he is responsible for you around the clock, I have more reason to suspect that he is imposing negative hints on you."

He cut out a brain wave projection, "This is your mental EEG. The band of a normal sentinel is so stable. Look at yours, it's like bungee jumping! And the deeper you go, the bigger the wave. Your medical record says After repeated involuntary brainwashing, severe mental damage, I usually don’t feel able to live a normal life, but once someone breaks the balance, they may skip the step of mental mania and slide directly into the “circuit breaker”! When you have a fever, your brain is sending out an alarm. "

After listening to this, Miao Xun only cared about one thing: "Will I still lose my memory in the future?"

The old man shook his head and sighed, "Well, if you don't control it and let it develop, there will only be two results. 'Brainwashing' does not exist in medicine, it is just covered with blank consciousness. If you are lucky, you will be able to retrieve your memory through penetration. But the remaining 95% may be brain death after fusing."

Miao Xun was quite happy: "Understood, that means I will never forget it again."

"Maybe!" the old man blew his beard angrily, "I have seen too many sentries like you, and I have no vigilance at all. Every year, senior guides cross the moral line, use sentries to satisfy their selfish desires, and ignore human rights. I just want to keep the sentinel as a pet. If he is stronger than you, it will be easier to control you."

"No, he doesn't like that obedient pet. I know his taste." Miao Xun denied it.

The old doctor was speechless: "What the hell is your little brain thinking?"

Miao Xun lay softly on the table and typed: "Thinking about what to eat at night, Grandpa."

The little sentinel is young, looks really likable, can't speak, and has a pitiful attribute. Once again, when Grandpa wrote it, the old doctor's heart softened, and he said bluntly: "In short, your situation is not optimistic, and you must intervene in treatment. .” He wrote out a series of bills, and called the family members to come in and get the medical card to pay the bill.

As soon as the sliding door slid open, someone rushed in with long legs. Seeing Miao Xun lying on his stomach, his first reaction was to touch his forehead, and asked nervously, "Why did it start burning again?"

Xue Fang turned to the old doctor again: "How do you see the result? Can you go home today?"

This is a tactful question, because the serious condition will definitely require hospitalization.

The old doctor is stroking his beard: "I basically vomited all the antipyretics I took, and there is no serious problem. The problem is that the root cause of his illness is mental turmoil. If it continues, the consequences will be very bad. You need to do a 24-hour EEG monitoring first." Take a look at the picture."

"Yes." Xue Fang quickly made a decision.

"It is recommended that the family members be isolated from the patient temporarily. Your relationship is too close, which will affect the judgment of the radio wave."

Xue Fang was stunned for a moment, but before he could respond, Miao Xun typed quickly: "No, the environment in the hospital is too chaotic. Without him to guide me, I could hear the sound of urinating in the toilets on the upper and lower floors. Yes, mad, crazy."

With good reasons, the old doctor had no choice but to let go: "Visiting time should not exceed three hours a day. Go through the formalities."

Xue Fang lowered his body slightly and kissed Miao Xun on the forehead, comforting the sentinel and even comforting himself.Miao Xun grabbed his collar and bit his cold lips, "I'm hungry."

His habitual dependence, which he didn't realize, was seen by the old doctor.

"What do you want to eat?" Xue Fang asked softly.

"Just get something." Miao Xun finished typing, and then instructed: "Just buy something nearby, don't bother to go home and make it."

"Okay, buy what you like." Xue Fang said to him with a smile, and turned to the old doctor with a calm face in an instant, "Is there anything to avoid these days?"

The old man squinted at the two of them: "Eat less sugar to prevent intracranial blood pressure from rising!"

After Xue Fang left, Miao Xun quietly came to the door and stretched out his head to look at his back. After a while, the old doctor also looked up with frowning eyes.

"Well, he's pretty good, right?" Miao Xun turned his head and smiled at the old man, "Divorced men have a special flavor."

The old doctor's eyes widened: "He's still divorced?! Was the last sentinel forced to leave by his desire for control? I think he's like that kind of guide."

Miao Xun lowered his head: "No, I proposed the divorce."

The old doctor: "..."

Miao Xun: "So now he is my boyfriend and ex-wife."

The old doctor coughed lightly, "You young sentinels just love to have fun, and you like to find someone older than you, because you think they will love you, don't you?"

Miao Xun's full hospital gown, the collectively arranged clothes, were forced to be worn by his model with an uninhibited sense of luxury.He smiled and typed: "Why don't you think it's comfortable for him to find a warm bed at my young age?"

Grandpa felt that his intracranial blood pressure began to rise again.

Miao Xun was admitted to the VIP ICU.I heard that there was no vacant room at first, but it was Professor Xue who sent a message to drive a little nobleman who had a broken leg in this room to the general ward.

The guide sat quietly by his bed and peeled pears for him.Five or six nurses made various excuses to come in and watch a few times, but were successfully blocked by Miao Xun's innocent sentence "Sister, am I so sick, everyone come to see me".

Everyone wanted to come and see what the honey-skinned little beauty Sentinel and the ascetic wizard who was much older than him were like.

"Just now I went for an inspection and was about to take off my clothes. They were all amazed when they saw my emblem, saying they had never seen one with such a dark color, and asked what level my guide was." Miao Xun ate the crispy pear and handed it over. Also let Xue Fang take a bite, "What class are you, ss class?"

It doesn't get any higher than this.

Xue Fang took a bite of pear meat, and the sweet juice melted on the tip of his tongue. He focused on sending a message to Hu Shuo, and replied casually: "No."

"Then why is my emblem black and red?"

Xue Fang raised his head and pressed his knuckles against the frame of the glasses, "My grade is not on the rating form."

"What do you mean?"

"It means," Xue Fang said rather proudly, "The current test level table is not applicable to my situation. My mental threshold pressure far exceeds the official SS-level upper limit of 30000 MPa. The last tester burned out. So generally there is no rating.”

Miao Xun raised his chin, his eyes clear: "No wonder my aunt always says you are wasting your talent. I married a monster guide."

Xue Fang stood up and touched his cheek lightly, "I only recovered after I married you, Monster Mimi."

Lifting the quilt, Miao Xun moved into the hospital bed, vacating half of the bed, and patted the bed board: "Come up."

Xue Fang silently turned off the wall lamp, took off his shoes and went to sleep, wrapped up with the stiff quilt from the hospital, and the hand that hugged his waist to prevent him from falling off.

"It's your birthday, but I'm hospitalized. It seems that the celebration ceremony will have to be made up another day." Miao Xun's tone was full of regret.It's really disappointing to come to the hospital on such a day and have to be separated.

Xue Fang didn't refuse. He gently stroked his back and said, "I'll take you out to have a good time some other day."

Miao Xun remembered the joke he made with the old doctor, put his legs on him, hugged him like an entanglement, and asked with a smile, "Is it warm?"

"You're still a little hot." Xue Fang pressed the back of his hand against his neck, still worried.

Miao Xun avoided the question and scanned the room. Under Xue Fang's control, all the sounds beyond this room were small and vague background sounds. As long as he didn't concentrate on listening, he would not hear the coughing or coughing of the patient downstairs. moan.

"This is the first time I have been in a hospital." Speaking of it, he seemed to have contributed a lot to Xue Fang for the first time, and he could only give these empty things when he had nothing.

"It must be the last time."

As soon as Xue Fang's resolute words fell, the nurse came over to chase him away. "It's almost 0 o'clock, please family members go back early and come back tomorrow."

"But what should I do if I'm cold at night? A sentinel who is not in good spirits will definitely feel abnormal, hot and cold." Miao Xun typed a line to the nurse, which was almost coquettish.

The nurse who was accustomed to the wind and rain pointed to the indoor temperature adjustment button on his bedside: "The temperature of the air conditioner can be adjusted by you."

"Then what if I want to take guide element?" The little wild cat began to make trouble out of reason.

The nurse sister was unmoved: "Ring the bell, no matter how late it is, someone will deliver it to you."

Xue Fang couldn't help rubbing his head, then turned to the nurse and said, "Please don't mind, I'll leave right away."

He took off his long gray double-faced cashmere coat, folded it neatly, and placed it vertically on the edge of the bed. It not only serves as a blanket, but also acts as a short-term pheromone diffuser, keeping both physical warmth and spiritual comfort.

Miao Xun pressed it with his palm, lowered his head, and seemed unhappy.

Before closing the door, Xue Fang heard a slight and jerky "good night".He stopped, took a step back, and said softly to the little house cat curled up in the dark: "Good night, Miu Miu."

The guide is gone.Miao Xun turned over on the bed and hugged the soft cashmere coat.In addition to the unique dryness of wool, it is a clean sea salt pheromone smell.He retracted inside, buried his face and nose, took a small breath, and felt that the symptoms of dizziness were slightly relieved.

This person walks without a coat, will he freeze halfway?

Miao Xun jumped out of bed and hurried to the window to look.Outside the window is the sky courtyard on the 60th floor platform of the hospital, the only way to the apron.It will be midnight, and there are almost no people in the yard planted with green plants except for street lights.

But there was a person standing there, under the lamp, the shadow was stretched long and lonely, when Miao Xun saw him, he just raised his head and met Miao Xun's eyes.

He smiled lightly.

Miao Xun grasped the window sill and pressed his fingers tightly, feeling very uncomfortable.

The courtyard in the sky is ventilated everywhere, the green-robed tree is rustled by the wind blowing through the courtyard, and the paper scraps on the ground are flying away, as if the whole world wants to escape, only his guide stands there, wearing a single coat, still Pretty.

It turns out that I am not alone.

he also...

Miao Xun waved anxiously, and Xue Fang went downstairs.Across 9 floors and a vertical distance of 27 meters, the soul binding link transmits the spark of consciousness without any obstacles——

"Go back quickly."

Xue Fang raised his neck, his kitten had already opened the window, lying on the window sill, looking down at him worriedly with its head stretched out.

"Are you going to drive me away as soon as you talk?" Xue Fang teased.

"You'll catch a cold." With ten times the eyesight of Miao Xun, he could clearly see the guide's imperceptible muscle contraction, no matter how calm he pretended to be, he was still shivering quietly.

He tried to threaten the guide: "I have a cold, the sister nurse will not let you in tomorrow."

Xue Fang lowered his eyes and said softly: "I will accompany you for a while."

"How long is a moment?" Miao Xun didn't believe it at all.

"In a while... after you fall asleep."

really.Miao Xun asked him in a tight voice: "Then I don't want to sleep, do you want to stay with me all night?"

Xue Fang smiled, "You are the one who wants to spend the rest of your life with me, so what if I stand with you all night?"

The cold air poured into his throat in the middle of the night, and Miao Xun began to speak incoherently: "What, what is it... Of course it is... Accompanying... No, no, it can't be like this..."

"Don't worry, speak slowly." Xue Fang stuttered when he was nervous, and Xue Fang liked his hidden little attributes.

Miao Xun swallowed, only a pair of eyes were exposed in front of the window, slightly moist, "I'll sing you a birthday song, please go back obediently, okay?"

Xue Fang smiled so much that he rolled his eyes, "Have you learned how to coax people?"

"Wait a minute." Miao Xun disappeared in front of the window and came back within a few seconds.

Xue Fang's terminal suddenly lit up, it was a voice communication from Miao Xun from upstairs.At 11:52 in the evening, he picked up the phone. There was a silence, hurried breathing, and then a hesitant and tentative "Hello...?"

"I'm here." Xue Fang quietly turned on the recording button.

He didn't expect that when Miao Xun said to sing the birthday song, he sang it with his own mouth.

Originally, it was good to accompany Miao Xun to learn to speak from scratch. Xue Fang has a broad mind and strong language information processing ability. With a little stimulation, he quickly regained the ability to speak fluently.But Miao Xun is still stumbling and groping, his pronunciation was confusing before, but now it's a little better, and he can find the tune more or less——

"You are not allowed to laugh at me." Miao Xun first reminded fiercely in the mental image.

"I promise not to laugh at you." Xue Fang had already covered his mouth.

Brain wave communication stopped, so as to leave enough space for the sound transmitted by the electric wave.In this not-so-quiet night, shivering from the cold, I turned on the cat gramophone and dusted off the vinyl records. Because of the damage, the stylus would stutter. "

The breathing between words, the hesitation and effort in articulating words, the distortion from time to time, and the occasional out-of-key, the singing is not beautiful, and it has nothing to do with mellowness, but it is moving enough to make the listener's nose sour.

"Zu you, Sheng, Senri...quick...fall..."

The broken film was glued together, and the pointer rotated round and round, round and round.

There is no such thing as a pledge of love.

Only, the kitten is trying to love you.