Interstellar Strongest Omega

Chapter 137

There is a student on the left, and a student on the right. Mu Xiuheng's habit of recruiting apprentices has not changed.

Lan Yu secretly slandered.

"That's right." Mu Xiuheng checked Lan Yu calmly, while reminiscing with him, and asked, "Why are you here?"

It sounds weird to tell someone how you died, and...

After the examination of the head was over, Lan Yu, with his hair messed up by static electricity, said three words stiffly: "The furnace is fried."

Mu Xiuheng's expression froze obviously, and after a while, a burst of violent laughter broke out. He pushed up his glasses, took out a tissue and began to wipe his tears.

"Is it funny?" Lan Yu rubbed his teeth.

"It's definitely not funny to put it on someone else." Mu Xiuheng threw the soaked tissue into the trash can, and continued to examine Lan Yu: "But it's funny to put it on you. Who can meet the top of the world of immortality?" The pharmacist didn't die from various assassinations and siege, but fell on his beloved stove instead."

This is too old to describe.

Lan Yu simply rolled his eyes, turned his head to the direction of the door, and waited quietly for the inspection to end.

But Mu Xiuheng obviously didn't want to let him go just like that, as if he hadn't communicated with anyone in 800 years, the chatter was instantly opened up, and he started to spit out everything.

From his incompatibility when he first came here, to how it took him a few years to sit on the position of dean, and later became the chief physician specially appointed by the royal family and the director of the Institute of Alien Beasts. Anyway, he made a lot of money Man, one stop outside, a well-lived little golden man, the kind that big bosses from all walks of life rush to curry favor with.

As he said that, Mu Xiuheng sighed, and said with seriousness: "However, compared with you, I'm still a bit behind."

After listening to it for a long time, Lan Yu decided to answer him: "What's wrong? You're looking pretty good now."

When Mu Xiuheng shook off his own life, he had already checked Lan Yu. He turned off the instrument and said quietly, "It's bad luck. I've been here for so many years, and it took me so long to sit here." This position. As for you, your status is higher than mine in less than a year."

As a friend who knows everything, Lan Yu didn't hide it and said, "Why is your tone so sour?"

"Can you not be sour?" Mu Xiuheng took off his gloves and joked.

Lan Yu raised her eyebrows: "Then you should be sour, after all, men can't share."

"Fuck you." Mentioning Ling Zhan and Mu Xiuheng couldn't bear it: "I remember you told me swearingly that you like girls."

"This..." Lan Yu smiled awkwardly. He really said this, and said nonsense: "You thought I was young and frivolous at that time, and you didn't know beauty."

"That's not such a knowledgeable person, brother, my mother!" Mu Xiuheng rubbed his arms, and said coldly: "You just scared me out of it with a somersault."

Lan Yu's expression fluttered, and he really didn't know how to answer the conversation, so he could only smile "hahaha", thinking: This reunion is not the right way, it's too embarrassing!

"Okay." Mu Xiuheng looked at the time: "There are still 5 minutes. If you don't let you go out, the Third Highness might rush in and kill me."

After speaking, Mu Xiuheng went to push his hospital bed.

As soon as the door of the examination room was opened, an ice sculpture stood at the door. The ice sculpture did not thaw until the person was pushed out intact.

Ling Zhan took over the bed in the blink of an eye, said "thank you" politely, and then asked, "Is there anything unusual?"

"Overall is fine." Mu Xiuheng put away his and Lan Yu's playful smiles, and said with a businesslike tone, "There is something wrong here."

The ice sculpture that was finally thawed was frozen again in the blink of an eye. Lan Yu wanted to raise his hand to pat Ling Zhan's arm, but he still couldn't feel his body except the phantom limb and head, so he had to give up.

At this time, Mu Xiuheng suddenly smiled mysteriously, and said in relief, "Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that I've fallen into a false state of "high paraplegia."

Ling Zhan: "What is false "high paraplegia"?"

"You can understand that he is really paralyzed now, but he will recover. This is called fake." Mu Xiuheng said: "But there was no such case before, I just got it."

Ling Zhan felt the perfunctory approach coming towards him, but when he heard that Lan Yu would be fine, he felt relieved for a while, and asked suspiciously: "I remember that the exhaustion of mental energy is a headache. How could this symptom appear?"

This question really caught Mu Xiuheng's attention. He knew that people here don't believe in the theory of gods and ghosts. If he explained rashly, "It's because Lan Yu's mental power was consumed too much, causing his soul and body to separate. Temporarily lost control," he suspected that Ling Zhan would be arrested and thrown into prison to reflect on himself.

Let you promote feudal superstition!

After thinking for a while, Mu Xiuheng had a flash of inspiration, "There are thousands of strange diseases in the world, don't you still suffer from a rare mania, so there is nothing special about Lan Yu's reaction to excessive mental energy consumption?" question."

"..."

Mu Xiuheng cleverly threw the question aside, making Ling Zhan a little upset.

But Lan Yu realized that there was probably nothing else that could make Mu Xiuheng talk so hesitantly, except for the local customs. After all, this person pays more attention to superficial things like etiquette, otherwise he wouldn't be pretending to wear gloves just now. It seems that there is a virus on the console.

Lan Yu interrupted and asked, "Is my situation a separation of soul and body?"

"My ancestor!" Mu Xiuheng covered Lan Yu's mouth.

He looked up. Fortunately, this floor is the exclusive medical floor of the royal family. People without authorization cannot come up at all. Except for him and Ling Zhan, no one heard Lan Yu's scary words.

Mu Xiuheng held his hand tightly, grasping Ling Zhan's reluctance to catch Lan Yu, and reminded him openly: "Do you know what we Star people are most taboo about here? It's spreading heresy ideas, next time you Don't say it."

He originally wanted to refer to the people here, but the ruler boundary is too clear, so it should be our interstellar people.

But it still sounds weird.

Lan Yu made two "woo hoo" sounds, wanting to tell him that Ling Zhan had already been poisoned by him, but Mu Xiuheng was too stubborn.

He said: "Don't whine, if you understand, just blink your eyes twice. I will let you go immediately."

However, before Lan Yu could blink, Mu Xiuheng's hand was forcibly pulled away.

In the next moment, Ling Zhan said, "Dean, I know that Lan Yu is not from here." Mu Xiuheng's behavior, coupled with Lan Yu's previous expression, also made him have a little guess: "You Probably not here."

"..."

Mu Xiuheng twisted his wrist, "He told you?"

Ling Zhan became more certain now, with a blank expression on his face: "I have said everything that should be said and should not be said. But, he did not tell me that he has an old friend with the same name and surname as you."

"・・・"

Lan Yu gave Mu Xiuheng a look of "I can't protect myself, please take care of yourself", and then silently closed her eyes.

Ling Zhan continued to be unreasonable, and continued to pretend to be confused: "You must be that person."

There was a strong smell of vinegar in the air.

This is Mu Xiuheng's only feeling right now.

Now that the matter has come to this point, the skin has almost been stripped clean, and there is no need to hide it, Mu Xiuheng simply smashed the jar and said, "Yes, Lan Yu and I come from the same place, and we are old friends, and we have a good relationship."

Ling Zhan let out an "oh", let go of Mu Xiuheng's hand, and planned to push him back to the ward.

"Wait!" Mu Xiuheng suddenly stopped Ling Zhan, turned around and went back to the examination room, rummaged for a while, and took out a strange one and handed it out.

Ling Zhan hesitated for a moment, then took it: "What do you want me to do with this?"

Lan Yu opened his eyes a little, and after seeing the thing clearly, his face froze, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Mu Xiuheng!"

"What the hell." Mu Xiuheng pushed his glasses, and said calmly, "If you don't use this thing to continue in your current state, it's hard to wet the bed."

Looking at the out-of-fit urinal in Ling Zhan's hand, layers of blood climbed up Lan Yu's neck in thin layers, asking someone to hold her up...it might as well be bed-wetting!

Lan Yu froze her neck and cast a "help" look at Ling Zhan. Unexpectedly, the other party seemed to be blind, and said "Thank you" politely to that bastard Mu Xiuheng, and then put the things in the bag. hand.

"..."

And Mu Xiuheng, that bastard, even turned politely with him: "It's okay, it's your duty to be considerate of patients." After speaking, he solemnly said to Ling Zhan: "Third Highness, it's still the same sentence, you don't have to He's hostile to me. If Lan Yu and I could get together, we would have already made rice and cooked rice in the world of cultivating immortals. And with his temperament, he doesn't have anything to do with you now."

This is true, Ling Zhan also felt that he had lost his demeanor, and apologized: "I'm sorry."

"Hey! Don't apologize, don't apologize." Mu Xiuheng said: "I can understand you, just be kind to me in the future. My doctor, who has no power to restrain a chicken, is really a little afraid of you."

Ling Zhan nodded.

Lan Yu looked at these two people who quickly established a friendship because of a broken pot, full of hopelessness, his face turned from red to green in an instant, and did not change back until Ling Zhan pushed him back to the ward.

Lan Yu lay dead on the bed, using actions to express that he didn't want to communicate with Ling Zhan for the time being, and closed his eyes simply, but opened them soon.

He twisted his neck to look towards Ling Zhan, but his eyes fixed on the things he put on the ground.

Ling Zhan followed Lan Yu's gaze, raised his eyebrows, and deliberately pretended not to understand: "What's wrong?"

"..."

Pack!

You keep on pretending!

Lan Yu's face was almost blushing, but he couldn't open his mouth, he could only stare at the things at Ling Zhan's feet.

Ling Zhan sat there motionless, even propped his head up, and said casually: "If you don't say it, I don't know what you want, don't be shy."

The tone of his speech seemed to be a bit cold by nature, so this casualness instantly became provocative.And Lan Yu is also a tough-tempered person, he turned his head away directly, thinking that you don't need to suffocate to death!

"Why is your temper so hard?"

Not long after, such a sentence rang in his ears, and he could even feel the breath of the other party.

Ling Zhan helped him up, and half hugged him, "I'm not an outsider, why are you so stubborn? Huh?"

"..."

Shame.

Lan Yu felt that he could die.

In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, he bit Ling Zhan's shoulder, and cursed "Bastard" in a low voice, which relieved a little bit of shame.