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Xia Ge vaguely remembered that he had undergone several surgeries, large and small, with local anesthesia or general anesthesia.

So he also remembered that anesthesia does not mean no pain, and when the effect of the medicine wears off, the pain will follow.

Heart surgery will definitely be more painful.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

There are deep scars hidden under Lu Xingshen's clothes. After many years, it seems that he has awakened a memory that was deliberately ignored and forgotten, and it hurts faintly under the warm gaze.

As a result, words become lies the moment they are spoken.

As if to cover up, Lu Xingshen picked up the cane, then took Xiao Xia's hand, and pressed it lightly.

The brief data interaction authorized Xia Ge the right to know and adjust the abnormalities of the bionic heart.

It was like a weak electric current, falling into the bottom of my heart like a feather.

"The bionic organs work differently in the human body than they do in the bionic body,"

Lu Xingshen patiently explained to him, after giving the initial authorization, he demonstrated how to use, find a certain part there, and how to control it under the brain of the walking stick.

"Human blood cannot power bionic organs, and they need to be supplemented by external forces on a regular basis, just like this."

Xia Ge looked at it seriously, without blinking his eyes, keeping every detail of the operation firmly in his mind.

The process is simple, but it still looks a little painful.

Lu Xingshen did not unbutton his collar, but showed him how to do it through a dark shirt.There is an external port near the heart after the operation, and now it has grown together with flesh and blood. As long as the small parts are aligned and operated properly, the bionic heart that has begun to weaken can be charged.

"I remember."

Xia Ge nodded seriously, "Don't worry, if I find you uncomfortable in the future, I will check you first, and then confirm whether you need to recharge."

"Ah."

As if entrusting important matters to others, Lu Xingshen said reassuringly, "Please."

An important sense of responsibility welled up spontaneously, and Xia Ge couldn't help sitting upright, with a more serious expression.

"If the worst happens..."

"You'll be fine!"

Xia Ge interrupted him suddenly, as if frightened by his words, tightly gripped the charging port on Lu Xingshen's cane, and loudly denied it unconsciously,

"There is no worst case, it's just a bionic organ. If it breaks, we will replace it! Don't be afraid of this. Now that the technology is so advanced, it can be cured! Even if it is overloaded, it won't be really terrible. You'll be fine, too."

"That's not it,"

Lu Xing sighed deeply, and corrected, "I mean, if someone threatens you, as a bionic person, you will be classified as contraband, or even more dangerous, and you will face trial or destruction."

Xia Ge was taken aback for a moment.

"—If this happens, you have to do as I tell you."

Lu Xingshen said solemnly, it seems that what he said and explained so much just now was just to pave the way for what he was going to say now.

"Just tell them about my bionic heart, and tell them that only you can repair, adjust, and recharge my heart. You are the only authorized person. If you don't have it, I will die, which is equivalent to indirect murder."

"I……"

"Do not be afraid."

Lu Xingshen held his hand, and the temperature was hotter than usual, as if to comfort him,

"Remember, starting today, you are the only authorized person for this function."

"only……"

Xia Ge could hardly find his own voice, his heart also heated up violently, his slightly wide eyes were filled with fear, he shook his head lightly, wanting to withdraw his hand,

"How can this be... I, I can't, in case you really..."

Lu Xingshen lowered his head and approached him, raised his other hand and put it on the side of his neck, brushing his ear and cheek with his fingertips.

Within the extreme distance, their foreheads were almost touching, Xia Ge's expression was uneasy, Lu Xingshen's eyes were firm and unquestionable, those dark eyes were staring at the bionic person in front of him, like the most The cold and cruel hammer struck the most gloomy bell in his heart,

"No, you can,"

His whispers passed straight into Xia Ge's heart like a spell, "There is nothing wrong with it."

Xia Ge was fixed in place by him, his whole body was stiff, and even his eyes began to become hot, he could no longer speak a complete sentence, and could only pronounce Lu Xingshen's name one after another.

"nothing."

The hand gently massaged the side of his neck and shoulders soothingly, and then came to his bionic heart - the soft belly, and stopped gently, "Look at me, calm down, Xiao Xia."

The scorching temperature almost scalded Xia Ge's heart, and gradually, with the scorching breath again and again, the heat inside was dissipated.

"Lu Xingshen...don't scare me."

"Ah."

"..."

As if suddenly consuming too much energy, Xia Ge's body was exhausted for a while, and after a while, it returned to its normal temperature. He maintained the posture of holding Lu Xingshen tightly, and fell asleep just like that.

Lu Xingshen stared at it for a long time, then closed his eyes.

That should be enough.

With the help of tools, Lu Xingshen moved the sleeping Xiaoxia onto a stretcher, sent him to the room prepared in advance, and started a new round of renovation.

Time was running out, and he had to finish what he had to do as soon as possible.

Taste, smell, sleep, dreams, touch, warmth...

Now, it's just the last pain.

Pain and itching, comfort and sourness, drunkenness and excitement, tension and relaxation.

Everything that was written on a certain wish list was carefully screened out by Lu Xingshen to the parts within his ability.

Everything that he could not feel the meaning of existence in the past, when applied to a bionic person, regained their due color.

Lu Xingshen was constantly reforming, one day, two days, three days.

Finally exhausted to the limit, when he finally fell asleep while sitting, Lu Xingshen suddenly fell into a dream that was hard to wake up from.

And saw the deceased grandpa in the dream.

Compared to the dream, it seemed too clear and too real.

It was rare for Lu Xingshen to remain awake in his dream, thinking about the source of everything.

In the end, when he realized that this was just a past memory, the perspective was completely separated from the younger self in the dream.

He stood in the memory fragment of the past, calmly watching the past self and the past grandfather.

They were sitting together on a soft rug, working together on a seemingly complicated problem.

It is said to be a problem, but in fact, it is a jigsaw puzzle.

The jigsaw puzzle is not the only basis for the pattern, but a reasonable arrangement of limited jigsaw pieces to allow the equation in the pattern to be established.

Simply relying on the symbols and numbers on the pattern is not enough to solve the whole equation. The huge amount of calculation will make even the smartest humans frown.

Where the clues are insufficient, the shape classification of the puzzle plays a supplementary role.

In my memory, Lu Xingshen was still very young, with a more vivid expression on his immature face, but when he frowned, it was still exactly the same as now.

"Don't worry, my boy,"

Grandpa smiled to comfort him who was a little impatient, "Things that cannot be done by one person, if two people work together, we will definitely be able to get closer to the goal."

He held a cup of coffee in his hand, and the fragrant smell made Lu Xing who was opposite him deeply curious.

Grandpa Lu shook his head, "No, you are not old enough to drink this, we have to wait until you are older."

"You said it was bitter, why do you still drink it?"

In the dream, he heard himself asking this question.

"Yeah, why?"

Grandpa Lu laughed, "At first, it was because I needed to stay up late. This can help me stay awake."

"But it's daytime, Grandpa."

"Your grandma left early. At that time, whenever I was too sleepy to finish my work, I would drink the coffee ground by your grandma."

Grandpa Lu said reminiscently, with slightly lowered eyelids, he said missing, "Later, whenever I drank coffee, I would think of your grandma, as if she was still by my side."

The clock on the wall ticked.

Lu Xingshen stood in his dream without saying a word, the time in the dream passed unusually, and soon it was dusk.

Children always go to bed earlier, and soon, only him who is immersed in his dreams and grandpa who is alone on the puzzle table are left in the room.

"Xingshen, good boy, who are you missing?"

The grandfather in the dream was no longer what he remembered, and he suddenly turned his attention to the grown-up Lu Xingshen,

"Relax, miss won't hurt your heart."

Lu Xingshen looked out the window and didn't speak.

It's not the courtyard of the Lu residence, but the courtyard of the research institute.

"What triggers your thoughts?"

Grandpa Lu continued to ask.

The surrounding scenery began to change, and the black and white dream suddenly became colorful.

Colors, sounds, temperatures, smells, and touches all appear one after another, making the whole dream more vivid in the blink of an eye.

Lu Xingshen looked away from the window, returned to the table where the puzzle was placed, sat down opposite to his grandfather, picked up the cup of coffee that he was not allowed to taste, and took a sip with his head down.

The bitter taste made him frown.

"everything."

The grandfather on the opposite side laughed.

The bitterness became more and more vivid, almost stinging the taste buds, and everything in the dream flew away quickly, like the scenery suddenly retreating outside the window of a speeding car.

Lu Xingshen opened his eyes on the bed, and subconsciously swallowed what was in his mouth.

"do not move."

Xia Ge stood by his bed, worried like a little adult, "You are sick, I just fed you the antipyretic medicine, take a good rest, and don't wake up too violently."

As he spoke, a cup of warm water was brought to his mouth.

Lu Xing looked at him deeply and didn't move for a long time.

After the warm water, there was a slightly cool towel on the forehead.

The tip of the nose can smell a light lemon flavor. The glass of water should have been soaked in lemon and honey.

Seeing that he didn't move, Xia Ge leaned over to look at him, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Lu Xingshen acquiesced.

"It won't hurt soon."

The bionic man's fingers pressed softly on his temples, regardless of whether rubbing here would be helpful or not, he pressed gently,

"You need to get well soon, Lu Xingshen, otherwise if I make spicy pot, you will have no luck as a patient!"

Just kidding, Xia Ge lay beside his bed, laughing.

"Lu Xingshen, when you get better, give yourself a vacation and let's go on a trip together, shall we?"