Whether this Mr.
Yang really has itchy hands, he doesn't know, he only knows that after being forcibly silenced, the outer layer of the flying object will have a 12-hour static period, which is basically impossible to approach, but after this 12-hour static period, they can take out the people inside one by one and check it out.
"Sir, where did you jump, why did you put an invisible cover?"
Don's voice froze intermittently for a moment, then returned to normal, apparently their side had also stabilized temporarily.
Chu Sixin said that the ghost knows where the jump is, and Sa'eyang, who never plays cards according to common sense, is probably just jumping casually, and where he catches it.
He thought for a moment and said, "You guys stay away for a while, be prepared to fight back at any time if the other party finds out that they have lost someone, and tell Carlos Black."
"That one, if it's really the Silver City, remember to drag them back, I'll wait here with my brothers."
Carlos Black's voice interjected, full of anger, "Don't break my baby flying machine, it's been a hundred years younger than me."
Chus: "It's really hard to say that Sa'eyang is here.
So he simply cut off the communication.
Two seconds later, Don sent a message Exercise Two seconds later, Don sent a second message I didn't send that sir Chus replied Got it.
He replied to the message, and connected the communicator to the sympathetic port of Tianyan, and the things scanned in Jiang Qi's apartment were smoothly accepted by Tianyan into the analysis process. bite "The file is in the S-level nine-layer encryption state, and the time required to crack it is" Tianyan silently calculated for a while and said, "20 hours." ” Saeyang tapped on the core disk, "It's so slow, you can consider retiring to the recycle bin." ” bite Tianyan: "Or you will count" Saeyang smiled and touched the sensing zone of the core disk with his thumb, very, very gently. bite Tianyan: "I was wrong, please grid in that sentence just now, I mean, I will try my best to crack it as soon as possible." ” Chus: "Such a cowardly system is really one in a million.
In the blink of an eye, the picture on the screen was divided into two pieces, the big one was the security monitoring of the surrounding star fields, and the small one was a cracking progress bar, which was crawling slowly at the speed of Xiao Wang Ba, and it took a long time to see a thin layer of red skin, which was about enough to choke even one thousandth.
Seeing that it had entered the cracked program, Chus didn't look any further, but lowered his head and opened the medical kit.
The material reserve style of these wanderers is completely different from that of the planet residents, and the land residents basically don't have to worry about energy, so almost every household has its own home medical cabin, which is aimed at all kinds of diseases and injuries below level 5, and only those above level 5 need to go to the hospital.
However, the medical pod in the Rover Craft is reversed.
Because they are running around in space all year round, they will try to save money even if they have a lot of energy reserves.
Therefore, the medical cabin is only used to treat injuries above level 8, in other words, it is used for emergency life-saving, and it is not needed until it is dying, and the rest depends on all kinds of medicines in the medical box that are against or without the same disk.
For the wanderers, conflict and strife are the norm, long-term recuperation and recovery is a luxury, once there is an injury, the sooner the recovery is better, so the medicine they have in reserve is basically extremely effective, and even a little rushing.
They have been using these potions all year round, and they have long been physiologically accustomed to it, but it is enough for those who have lived on land for a long time.
Chus searched the inner row, picked out a potion to promote wound healing and flesh growth, and pulled out an electronic syringe and a compressed sterilization sand cotton from the disinfection layer underneath.
"Hands."
He said a word to Sa'eyang, and then compared the instructions for the potion, entered the dose on the syringe, and docked the port with the vial.
Saeyang raised his eyebrows: "Why do you want to give a high-five?"
Chus raised his eyes and looked at him with a blank expression.
Sa'eyang's raised eyebrows instantly lowered, he leaned back, changed to a more lazy posture and said, "I don't need these things." ” After speaking, he turned his neck and moved his muscles and bones, and stretched out his still intact right hand towards Chu Si while his left arm was shockingly wounded: "Look, the wound that was cut open by the rope last time didn't leave even a trace. ” "You're quite proud, aren't you" Chus himself often makes risky moves, but he still can't understand Saeyang's tendency to pick and choose to take risks, and if there is no danger, he must create some danger himself.
"No, but the truth is, I don't need it."
Sa'er turned his head again as he spoke, his gaze sweeping over Chuth's neck.
Chus withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to continue adjusting the syringe.
Of course, he knew that Sa'eyang's physique was a little different from ordinary people, in fact, it was not "a little", but it was very different.
He had seen Saeyang appear with his own eyes, and all of them healed in a matter of minutes.
He was just a little inattentive, and when he looked back, he couldn't find any obvious wounds.
At that time, some people had been curious about this, and were frightened back by Sa'eyang's extremely impatient eyes, and it was obvious that he was not very happy to discuss such a question with others, so Chus never asked more.
But this time Chus pinched the syringe in his hand and turned it twice, looking at Saeyang's arm: "It hasn't healed yet, are you sure you don't need to" "Don't stare at it, don't do it."
Saeyang sat up straight and pulled the syringe from Chus's fingertips as if in a jerk.
"What are you doing?"
asked Chuss.
Saeyang looked at the dose, pushed out some more potions, and hooked his fingers at him, "Don't you also hesitate to give yourself a potion."
Turn around a little and your blue shirt is dyed purple. ” "I'll do it myself."
Chus reached for the syringe, but was let out of the way by Saeyang.
"Don't make a fuss, sir, are you a gibbon, can you still go around the back and prick the needle" Saeyang stretched out his long legs and got off the bridge.
He laughed, grabbed Chusi's wrist, folded it behind him lightly, and took advantage of the situation.
Chus staggered a step, his hip bone hitting the bridge, "Sa'eyan" "Yes."
Sa'e shuffled behind him and shook the syringe, all the breath of his voice hitting his neck, "Don't move, the arm I grabbed you was covered in blood." ” Chus stiffened his neck, and the action that he wanted to break free really stopped.
After a while, he finally slowly relaxed his tense shoulders and said helplessly, "Let me ask you a question." ” "Hmm" "You do it the same way you help people," Chus said.
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Saeyang scoffed, "Sir, you seem to have made a mistake. ” As he spoke, the warm breath hit the back of Chuss's neck again, causing his shoulders to tense again.
He tilted his head, frowned and asked, "What" "I don't usually give people help."
He didn't have any extra hands, so he took the back end of the injection in his teeth, tore the torn shirt on the back of Chusi's shoulder a little, and wiped the blood around the wound with a sterilization sand cotton, frowned and said vaguely: "I only helped a certain chief, but that commander is still stubbornly uncooperative, do you say it's a bit unreasonable?"
The unreasonable Chief Chu was silent for a moment, and he didn't come up with a rebuttal, so he could only say coldly: "Then hurry up with Your Excellency's help, no one wants to be pressed like this." ” In fact, Saeyang was right, the location of his injury was a little awkward, and he couldn't inject it properly whether he did it from the front of his shoulder or from the back of his waist with his backhand.
If it was Don, Liu, Guy, or anyone else present, he would have been very open to letting them help, except for Sa'eyang.
The contact between the two of them often tastes inexplicably, and there is always a lot of strength in your comings and goings, just like lighting a handful of fire in the pile of dry firewood and paper, the fire is brilliant, and every time you shake it, it can be lifted over the edge of the firewood, and it can burn up if you are not careful.
Perhaps he finally cooperated, and Sa'eyang's grip on his wrist loosened and pressed against the back of his neck, causing him to tilt his head slightly to the side.
A tendon tread between his neck and shoulders strained Saeyang around his wound, sending the tip of the needle into his skin, which was slightly chilly as the potion was pushed in, and then quickly burned with burning pain.
For wounds like this, the agent is injected evenly along the edges.
For the first time, he found that Saeyang actually had such a thing as "patience", pushing unhurriedly with a needle, and even felt a slight mildness in the close.
However, Chus was not in the mood to feel this imperceptible mildness, because the effect of the potion was too rushing, and the wound was like a fire, and it swelled and heated.
Saeyang's movements stopped for a moment, and then he suddenly said, "Sir, you're blushing. ” Chus almost laughed angrily: "You try to see if your face will be red if your entire back shoulder is swollen by the fire" It's like an inflammation of a wound that will cause redness or even fever with a large area of skin around it, it's just a purely physiological reaction, but it doesn't taste right when it falls on Sa'e Yang's mouth.
The blood spread all the way from the wound on the back of his shoulder, and even his neck, as well as the roots of his ears and the sides of his face, were a little red, which was really a bit ruined.
He took two steps to the side, came out of the corner between Sa'e and the bridge, raised his hand and touched the side of his neck, and said to the sky: "Switch to levitation mode, I'll go sleep for a while."
He turned to the bedroom in the back cabin.
This wound-promoting medicine works quickly, but the process is not so pleasant, it is best to sleep directly for a while, and when you wake up, the wound will be half healed.
When he opened the bedroom door, he paused with his fingers, but he still turned his head and asked Saeyang: "You really don't need a little potion" "I don't need it, I'll take a shower."
Sae replied, and then followed up with the bedroom and rummaged through the closet.
"You bathe with these wounds open," Chus asked, frowning.
Sa'er waved his hand, "I'm glad the chief cares so much about me, but I can guarantee that the flesh will heal before the water hits the wound." ”: