Wizard he really doesn't want to roll [Rebirth]

Question: What are the symptoms of a guide who is overloaded due to excessive use of mental power?

In the past, Lin Xiaoming would never pay attention to similar issues. In his previous life, he was a dark sentinel, and he had never combined with his own guide, and he was not interested in learning more in-depth things.For him, a guide may be a colleague, a tool, an enemy, but never a companion.

But now, Lu Jinchao gave him the answer to this question.

Lin Xiaoming had been waiting for Lu Jinchao to go home last night. The other party sent him a message at around [-] o'clock saying that he was going back, but there was no further movement.

This was the first time this happened. Lin Xiaoming was a little worried. He waited in the living room until three o'clock in the morning, and finally heard the movement on the quiet street outside.

He opened the door, and Lu Jinchao fell straight into his arms.

It would be more accurate to say that he jumped in headlong. Lin Xiaoming dragged Lu Jinchao into the entrance, and it took only three seconds to judge what the other party had gone through.

Consciousness overload caused by excessive use of mental power.

Lu Jinchao was completely paralyzed and unconscious. Lin Xiaoming carried him into the bedroom, wanting to enter his spiritual realm to help him, but found that Lu Jinchao's barrier was as hard as iron, with no gaps at all.

He shut himself off completely.

Such a hard and solid barrier cannot be formed overnight, and Lu Jinchao's failure to awaken smoothly when he was 16 years old probably has something to do with it.

Lu Jin told Lin Xiaoming that the smell of blood and disinfectant that had not completely dissipated from his body had just undergone a terribly difficult operation, which caused the overload.

Lin Xiaoming took off Lu Jinchao's clothes and shoes, and settled him down. The snow leopard was on the edge of the bed, sniffing at Lu Jinchao's hand.

"Don't disturb him." Lin Xiaoming patted Snow Leopard's head lightly, "Let's go."

He was finally able to rest.

Lu Jinchao didn't wake up until the next afternoon.

Lin Xiaoming in the living room heard the painful groan clearly, he pushed open the bedroom door, Lu Jinchao was already awake, frowning and moving slowly.

"how do you feel?"

Lin Xiaoming came to the bedside, leaned over and touched his forehead. Fortunately, the temperature was normal.

Lu Jinchao stared at him blankly, his amber eyes reflected the afternoon sun, and there was an indescribable sense of transparency.

Lin Xiaoming sensed something was wrong.

He had never seen such an almost silly expression on Lu Jinchao.

Haven't recovered yet?

Lin Xiaoming frowned, shook his palm in front of Lu Jin, and said in a low voice, "Do you still know who I am?"

Lu Jinchao didn't know what kind of information he had received, he stared blankly at Lin Xiaoming for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled.

The laughter from the nasal cavity sounded like a seven or eight-year-old child.

Lin Xiaoming: ……………

Lin Xiaoming grabbed Lu Jinchao's wrist, trying to re-enter his mental image to see what was going on, but was still firmly blocked by the barrier.

The reason he successfully entered Lu Jinchao's mental landscape on the day of awakening was because Lu Jinchao, who was in the heat of bonding, was catering to him and took the initiative to open up for him.

Forcibly breaking in would only make the situation worse, Lin Xiaoming withdrew his hand, feeling a little at a loss for such Lu Jinchao for a while.He stood silently for a while, seeing that Lu Jin's lips were a little dry, he went to the living room to pour a glass of warm water.

"Drink some water first."

He supported Lu Jin on his back and helped him sit up, leaning against the head of the bed. He kept staring at him without blinking. Lin Xiaoming noticed for the first time that Lu Jin's eyes were so light in the sun.

Lin Xiaoming put the straw into the cup and brought it to Lu Jin's lips: "The temperature is just right."

Lu Jin opened his mouth obediently, bit the straw, and quickly bit the end of the straw flat, without taking a sip of water.

"It wasn't bitten." Lin Xiaoming changed a new straw, "Hold it, and suck it hard."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Jinchao bit down the straw in front of him.

Lin Xiaoming is a very patient person, but his patience is limited to dealing with tasks and various conspiracies and struggles. It is more like the forbearance that a wild beast must pay in order to obtain its prey. Only enough benefits are worth his time and energy.

Lin Xiaoming had guessed from Lu Jinchao's performance just now that his current IQ was no more than three years old, and he might not be able to understand what he meant at all, so he simply went straight to it.

Lin Xiaoming pinched Lu Jinchao's cheek with one hand, opened Lu Jinchao's lips with a little force, pressed the mouth of the cup against his lower lip, and slowly tilted the cup.

Lin Xiaoming's hands were steady, and his powerful five senses helped him to feed water more smoothly. No one shook Lu Jinchao's neck. Lu Jinchao obediently drank half of the cup with his hand, and turned his face to one side, expressing that he didn't want it.

The guide licked the remaining water on his lips and looked out the window. Lin Xiaoming put down his cup, and although he knew that Lu Jin would probably not listen, he said, "I'll get you something to eat."

Lu Jinchao's current state definitely can't eat normally like before, and he should still be needed to feed him. Lin Xiaoming rummaged through the refrigerator, took out some sweet pastries, and put them in the steamer.

After 10 minutes, the automatic steamer popped open automatically, and white steam gushed out. Lin Xiaoming put the fluffy dim sum on the plate one by one, and returned to the bedroom.

Lu Jinchao was still looking out the window, when he heard Lin Xiaoming coming in, he turned his head to look at him, and laughed twice.

Lin Xiaoming carried the chair to the side of the bed, held the pastry with chopsticks and brought it to Lu Jin's mouth: "Eat a little, you haven't eaten for almost a day."

silence.

Lin Xiaoming stretched his chopsticks forward again, and his face touched Lu Jin's lips, and it was slightly sunken under the pressure. It was hard to tell which one was softer.

Lu Jinchao was still unmoved, but faced with his slightly dazed innocent expression, it made people unbearable to lose his temper. Until this time, he really looked like a young man who was only 24 years old.

Who would have thought that a reliable doctor would become like this?

Lin Xiaoming simply held it with his hands and forced it into Lu Jinchao's mouth like drinking water just now. The aroma of the food spread to his nose, and Lu Jinchao finally opened his mouth and took the first bite.

At the same time, Lin Xiaoming's two fingers were included.

The moistness and warmth were magnified a hundred times. From the nerve endings all the way up, Lin Xiaoming's arms stiffened, while Lu Jin bit something hard, frowned, and pushed his fingers out with the tip of his tongue.

His fingertips were still wet with water.

Lin Xiaoming pulled the paper towel beside the bed and wiped his hands, but he didn't care about it. He watched Lu Jin go down and feed him a few more.

Lu Jinchao ate very slowly, and was attracted by insignificant things many times in the middle of the journey. Lin Xiaoming showed unprecedented patience. During the more than ten days when he was in a blood-burning coma, Lu Jinchao also took care of him meticulously. .

After feeding all the six noodles on the plate to Lu Jinchao, more than 40 minutes had passed, Lin Xiaoming stood up and asked, "Do you want to go to the toilet?"

This time Lu Jinchao understood and nodded.

The state should be gradually recovering, Lin Xiaoming heaved a sigh of relief, he helped Lu Jinchao get up from the bed, and went to the bathroom.

This time the other party knew what to do, and stretched out his hand to push Lin Xiaoming's chest, blocking him from the door.

Lin Xiaoming stopped at the door, and the door closed in front of him. After a while, there was the sound of water, which sounded like it had been held in for a long, long time. It is also a miracle that Lu Jinchao can persist until now.

Three minutes later, Lu Jinchao came out staggeringly, his hands were still wet, and his occupational disease made him smoke and smoke his lungs.

Lin Xiaoming helped Lu Jin go back, and covered him with the quilt again: "Take a rest, I asked for leave from the hospital for you, and you don't have to go there tomorrow."

Lu Jin said oh, but he didn't know if he understood.

Lin Xiaoming didn't know when he would return to normal. Guide overload didn't happen very often. He only saw it on the battlefield back then. Any professionally trained guide would protect himself and never allow overload to happen.

Guides, who account for only three-thousandths of the population, are the most precious resources. Their safety is not only related to themselves, but also closely related to the status of sentries.

Lin Xiaoming didn't leave, but sat on the chair next to Lu Jin's bed to accompany him, and looked up relevant information by the way. Most of the posts said that if it was not serious, it would return to normal in two or three days, which was similar to Lin Xiaoming's. Cognitive match.

For a while, Lu Jin was very quiet. He closed his eyes, his black hair scattered on the pillow, as if he fell asleep again.

That surgery must have taken a toll on him.

Seeing him falling asleep again, Lin Xiaoming got up quietly and left the bedroom.

I don't know when he wakes up again, will he see Lu Jinchao who is smirking in a daze, or Lu Jinchao who is pretending to be calm to cover up his embarrassment?