It is rumored that the Alliance Marshal's mental power is B. His body looks very thin due to mental power, his body is not tall and he looks full of books while wearing glasses.

Compared to the commander of the alliance, Gu Hui looks more like a professor at the Mecha Academy. He is modest to his subordinates and the public, and is also a high-intensity working machine, which is in sharp contrast to the great Oss, who is famous and violent.

But when a man met his only son, his attitude was very cold. His explanation for this was Gu Chenglin's mental power level, which was destined to be an extraordinary life that was different from ordinary people.

At the same time, as the only son of the Alliance Marshal, he shoulders the entire Alliance. The two have more superiors and subordinates than fathers and sons, which is also the dedication they must make to the Alliance.

Yuan Feixing hates such a dumbfounded hypocrite who is full of nonsense. He is not as tyrants as Emperor Os. He deserves that the Queen of the Front Queen didn’t choose you. If Yuan Feixing hadn’t chosen him, hetui!

Yuan Feixing watched the two conversations with face paralysis without any turbulence, while living Gu Chenglin's miserable childhood in his head. It was not until Gu Hui mentioned the issue of the Koro Galaxy that Yuan Feixing focused again.

Hearing that Gu Hui asked Gu Chenglin to rest for five days before returning to the battlefield, Yuan Feixing immediately stood up and shook his head into a rattle outside the intelligent brain camera range. Gu Chenglin took a look and responded as usual, and reported the problems found by the Mecha Academy to Gu Hui. Yuan Feixing almost turned into a puffer fish!

Gu Hui said coldly: "I received the report. You don't need to worry about this matter. You can take care of it as soon as possible within five days."

"Okay, father."

When the picture was cut off, Yuan Feixing really didn't expect that Gu Chenglin was so injured. Gu Hui even let him return to the battlefield, but Gu Chenglin agreed? He dared to say and the other dared to respond!

Yuan Feixing frowned and restored his hospital bed to its level first. Just as he was about to speak, the light fell on Gu Chenglin's lower abdomen. It was obviously wrapped in a thick layer of bandage, but because of Gu Chenglin's randomness, some light pink marks were still seeping out. Needless to say, the suture inside must have collapsed.

Yuan Feixing lifted his eyelids and glared at him, imitating Gu Chenglin's initial tone, and said coldly: "This is what you call much better? It doesn't matter?" Lin said in a vivid way.

Gu Chenglin smiled helplessly while coughing, and then continued to comfort Yuan Feixing and said, "It looks scary, it's really okay. There is no problem to return to Koro in five days."

Yuan Feixing pressed the call button and continued to ask as he looked at the man: "Are you so much injury? Do you not notice the pain? But you are obviously sweating..." I'll pretend again? I'll pretend again?

The man pursed his lips and said disrespectfully: "If you are concentrating your mental power when driving a mecha, you will feel nothing."

The knock on the door sounded, and Yuan Feixing gave up the position on the side of the bed, so that the treatment staff could handle the bleeding-seeking wounds for Gu Chenglin. Yuan Feixing's station was not close, but he could also see a bloody patch. In addition, Gu Chenglin's recovery speed has gradually slowed down. In five days... how could it grow well!

No wonder in the original plot, there is no mention of Gu Chenglin's attack at the Mecha Academy.

Yuan Feixing didn't know how Gu Chenglin's new adjutant performed in the plot. Perhaps Gu Chenglin's injury was lighter than now, but he didn't believe that the other party was unharmed in that situation, but no matter what kind of wound it was, it did not affect the progress of any subsequent battle.

The incidents such as the Mecha Academy were just a trivial matter arranged by Gu Hui. About a dozen or even dozens of items were added together to condense it into a sentence in the text: "Under Gu Hui's careful planning, Gu Chenglin's body was at the end of his strength on the eve of fighting against Emperor Os..." The tool man had no chance of a card.

After the wound was treated again, Yuan Feixing looked at the time and picked up a cup of warm water and handed it to Gu Chenglin's lips, "Time is up, you can drink some water to moisten your throat."

Gu Chenglin sipped Yuan Feixing's hand a few times, thanked him softly, and groaned a few times when he lay back on the hospital bed. Yuan Feixing frowned again and leaned over and asked, "It hurts again?"

Gu Chenglin raised the corners of his lips slightly and said softly: "Zuan Yuan... is the only person who will ask me if it hurts." In the eyes of others, he is an invincible imperial general. How can human-shaped weapons hurt?

Yuan Feixing looked at the fragile black eyes, and felt soft-hearted, despising his useless sympathy. At the same time, he sat next to the man's bed and held the other person's hand, muttering in a low voice: "I remember you said it would be more comfortable to hold your hands..."

The response to him was the powerful grip of the warm palm. The ward was quiet and silent for a moment. The whole world seemed to press the pause button. The five senses of the original Feixing were all dry and warm in the man's palm.

Fortunately, Captain Lant broke the silence of the room when delivering the meal, Yuan Feixing immediately let go of his hand to receive three dishes and one soup that was still very hot. In order to avoid being greedy for Gu Chenglin, Yuan Feixing only came back after eating outside the suite.

When he pushed the door open, Gu Chenglin lay down on the bed straight and asked him softly: "Is it delicious?"

Yuan Feixing rubbed the red oil on the side of his lips, nodded first and shook his head, "It's OK."

"Do you need another chef?"

Yuan Feixing shook his head into a rattle, thinking that he just didn't want to greed for him, it was so delicious! "No, it's delicious!"

Gu Chenglin nodded with satisfaction, "You should eat more. S-level mental power users are rarely as thin as you."

If you say that, Yuan Feixing is not happy. He wishes to strip him naked and show his smooth and beautiful muscle lines to the man. Whether it is body proportions or muscle distribution, it is definitely at the top level. Even David calls himself an expert when he sees it!

Sometimes, it is not a real man who is tall and mighty. When Yuan Feixing thinks of this, he is straight, but he still accepts the man's care, "Thank you for your concern, I will eat more."

Gu Chenglin opened his palm to him and asked softly: "Can I let me hold it for a while?"

Yuan Feixing nodded, sat next to the man, and entered Gu Chenglin's intelligent brain while asking for the other party's opinions while inputting Gu Chenglin's handling plan.

When Yuan Feixing arrived at 10 o'clock, he stopped working and walked to the bathroom to wash. At the same time, he also urged Gu Chenglin to solve his problems. It was time to go to bed.

When he came out, he found that Gu Chenglin moved his body to the right side of the hospital bed and said weakly: "Can I sleep with your hand?"

Yuan Feixing smiled and directly retorted Gu Chenglin's behavior of disregarding his body: "How did the General so weak, how did he move the sick body aside?"

Gu Chenglin didn't cough this time, lowered his eyes and whispered: "This is not a difficult thing for me, but I think you feel more sorry for me. No one has ever cared about me like this..."

Yuan Feixingxin was so depressed that she cursed Gu Hui's old turtle a hundred times. She lifted the quilt and lay in. Then she glared at Gu Chenglin and said fiercely: "If you dare to do something random, I will kick you out of bed! Don't move your body randomly in the future!"

Gu Chenglin put the quilt on him, Yuan Feixing buried his face between the pillow and the quilt, and took the initiative to hold the man's hand, "Okay, go to bed, good night."

The light was turned off, and the slightly cool fingertips were wrapped in warmth. Yuan Feixing was a little worried that his wife had not found a single hair, but she slept on the same bed with the wild man holding his little hand...

Yuan Feixing accompanied Gu Chenglin for four days with all his duties. On the fifth day, Gu Chenglin forced himself to walk. Yuan Feixing frowned when he saw the medicine. When he changed the medicine in the morning, the wound he saw had not yet fully recovered. It was hard to imagine that the other party was going to drag his broken body to charge into the battle.

Yuan Feixing held the man's arm, and when he turned his head, he could see the sweat that had just oozed out of his forehead. Yuan Feixing felt that he could not be allowed to go to the battlefield no matter what.

Whether it was because of this injury that was taken for him or he could not let the other party die in the plot, Yuan Feixing helped the person back to the edge of the hospital bed and sat down slowly.

Thinking of exhausting brain cells in the past few days, I only thought of one way... a way to prevent Gu Chenglin from going to the battlefield, but also complete the tasks assigned by the empire and further enter the core level.

Yuan Feixing pulled off a tissue, wiped the sweat that was about to drip, and after a while, he suddenly said to Gu Chenglin: "I said I had promised myself before..."

When Gu Chenglin heard this, his eyes lit up and he immediately stared at him without a moment.

Yuan Feixing touched the tip of his nose and whispered: "I didn't lie to you before. I have someone I like, but I want to repay my life-saving grace. If you want, we can fake marriage... In this way, you can cultivate for another twenty days by using the interstellar holiday."

"Of course, I mean on the surface. When the minimum marriage lasts six months, we can get divorced. There is no emotional or financial relationship involved. I am just your adjutant in public or private."

In an era where the marriage rate of interstellar fell below the bottom, in order to encourage people to get married, have children and raise offspring, newlywed partners of any profession can enjoy a 20-day legal holiday. The original Feixing has been dragged to this day, and there are other unexpected ways that suddenly pop up, but unfortunately he can only think of this.

Yuan Feixing thought the other party would be overjoyed and was ready to draw a clear line in time to splash the cold water to the end, but unexpectedly, Gu Chenglin held his eyes and said nothing after hearing this.

Yuan Feixing felt embarrassed. This scene seemed to be licking his cheeks and proposing on his own initiative. General Gu didn't know how to refuse due to affection. He pursed his lips for a while, and added: "If the general doesn't want to, forget it, I'm arguing."

"No, I do."

Some pictures flashed through Gu Chenglin's mind quickly, and then his eyes swept towards Yuan Feixing's abdomen, curled his lips slightly and said softly: "Zuan Yuan, thank you, I just didn't expect you to do these for me..."

"I'm very happy. Even if it's just a fake marriage, I will cherish these six months." After Gu Chenglin said that, he raised his eyes and looked at Yuan Feixing. His narrow and cold black eyes were gentle and deep at this moment, with a faint smile on his lips.

Yuan Feixing felt that his heart was beating a little fast, and Gu Chenglin's mental illness seemed to have symptoms of human-to-human transmission.
Chapter completed!