Married Life with Major General [Interstellar]

As soon as Moore woke up, the smell of the unique hospital smell made him frown, and soon he found himself in a small ward.

The numbness of his legs surprised Moore and quickly lifted the quilt. The cast of his right leg was removed. The swollen legs have returned to normal, and the injured areas have been treated. The little waves in the eyes have restored calmness. .

"Wake up?" Ji Feng's voice suddenly came from the side.

Moore only saw Ji Feng's tall figure sitting on the side of the bed, sitting upright, if it weren't for him to speak, Moore didn't notice him for a while.

Ji Feng looked at Moore, who was half-straightened, and had returned to his cold appearance, as if it was not him who grabbed his finger and called Dad in the morning.

"Because of your bravery last night, the wound was infected, and you also had a fever," Ji Feng said and blocked Moore in the first sentence. "But now the fever has subsided and the swelling has disappeared, and it will be fine after two days of recuperation. "The level of medical care in this era still amazes him.

Moore turned dark for a while, and still speechless, so he had to say thank you awkwardly.

Just then the door was opened, and an old doctor who was over a hundred years old walked in with a serious face. Ji Feng knew Moore who was just in charge of him.

The old doctor was followed by two young women, nurses who came to the round together.

The eyes of the two females glowed, and their eyes moved back and forth on Moore and Ji Feng. It was difficult to hide the excitement. They obviously recognized Moore, the interstellar male god.

The old doctor didn't care about this, and after examining Moore with a calm face, he looked at Ji Feng seriously.

"It's not sensible," the old doctor reprimanded solemnly. "Although the current medical level is so high, you can't ruin your body so badly and make him move like this. How did you become a husband? Is being a husband just a display? "

"Cough," Ji Feng coughed dryly, "My fault." I shouldn't have explained it when I knew it when I came to the hospital. Is it okay for him to be taught by a junior who is two hundred years younger than him?

Moore also turned his gaze aside in embarrassment.

I didn’t want the old doctor to turn his head and glared at Moore, “So are you! If you dare to move like this, won’t you let your husband give you a bath? You really don’t take your body seriously.” The old doctor is the most serious. It's shameful that people don't care about their bodies anymore.

Moore pursed his lips and lowered his head slightly. No one had ever reprimanded him like this before he grew up.

Looking at Moore's embarrassment, Ji Feng's ears were red, and he couldn't help hooking his lips. In the next second, he met the old doctor's serious face, "Unfortunately, you can avoid this situation with a little attention."

"Yes, I see, I will pay attention to it in the future." Ji Feng listened carefully to the teachings, showing no trace of performance.

Moore was very unnatural, every cell was filled with awkwardness.

Ji Feng didn't expect that the nagging old doctor had just left, and Seah, the family doctor of Horston's family, also came. At the age of thirty or forty, both females seem to have a good relationship with Moore.

Ji Feng didn't know how this guy knew that More had happened, and didn't want to go into it. He happened to be able to take advantage of this time to go out and do something, so after a simple greeting, he gave More to him.

But Moore was a little strange. He obviously didn't have a job. According to the information, he hadn't been out for more than two months.

After confirming that Moore was okay, Seya looked at Moore and sighed, "You said what the **** is going on. I didn't believe it when the main brain matching information came out. I didn't expect you to really..."

"What the **** does your father think," Seya said, turning around. "Look, it looks handsome, but it took you just two days to take care of you like this."

"Uncle Seya," Moore stopped anxiously, "it's not his fault."

What Moore was telling was the truth, I didn't want Seya to be stunned when he heard it, and the look in Moore's eyes changed.

The second young master Horston, who has always been indifferent and arrogant, is actually speaking for that man? Is this the so-called water thrown out by a married woman? But in his opinion Moore is different.

Moore didn't know where Seya wanted to go crooked, he was just telling the truth.

It took a while for Seya to relax. Although it was difficult to accept, she still said, "It's useless to say anything at this point, but if he treats you badly in the future, you must not bear it." He was most worried about this child. I never said anything about suffering.

Anyway, Moore kept silent. Fortunately, Seya was very busy, and eventually had to leave early before Ji Feng returned.

Let's talk about Ji Feng, the robotic arm that was put on yesterday was unexpectedly sold, which surprised him a bit. He received private messages from several people today. After some conversation, Ji Feng chose a mecha novice who planned to make money in the fighting arena from a long-term perspective.

Poor, novice, but with fighting spirit and perseverance, will rise from the bottom step by step. Moreover, the place like the fighting field is the most advocating the strong and the mecha, and it is the best propaganda place for Ji Feng.

Another reason is that the fighting arena is in Pagoa, Ji Feng didn't want to reveal the information, so he chose to send it in person.

It was night when Ji Feng came back. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Moore getting out of bed, but he seemed to underestimate the ability of his injured leg. At the same time, he was surprised by Ji Feng who opened the door suddenly, so he hadn't waited for him. He stood up and fell to the side.

Ji Feng quickly caught the eye with his hand, and then forcibly pushed the person back.

"What are you doing?" Ji Feng was puzzled, and even a bit of blame. Wasn't the reason why Moore appeared in the hospital because of his bravery, "You can't call a doctor if you have something?"

The deep voice made people tremble inexplicably. Moore didn't expect Ji Feng to come back suddenly, and he instantly zeroed out his half-day effort. He was immediately annoyed, so he pulled back the arm held by Ji Feng in embarrassment. He said with a face, "It's okay."

Ji Feng frowned, so hard to open his mouth?

"We are now in a contractual relationship. One year is not long or long, but not short. What's more, we have to get along day and night. Do you really think we can get along happily with your attitude?"

Ji Feng has lived for more than three hundred years, what kind of person hasn't seen him? Sinister and treacherous or despicable, but it doesn't matter as long as it doesn't interfere with him, because other people are other people's business, good or bad has nothing to do with him.

But since he has reached an agreement with Moore, at least on the surface he is obligated to take care of him, because Moore has to trouble him as a result of his will. Appearing in the hospital today is an example.

In fact, Moore is not so arrogant and difficult to get along with, he just doesn't like to get along with people, and he doesn't want to be in contact with people. It just so happens that he has this kind of capital, and he is good enough to ignore anyone's face.

But the man in front of him was obviously different from anyone. He didn't flatter him or afraid of him, didn't look at his face or his rejection, and even taught him in such a critical tone. Moore didn't know where this man came from, but he found that he was speechless. Yes, because he always said so accurately that he couldn't refute it.

This person seems casual and seems to get along well, but when you look back, you will find that you seem to be doing it according to his wishes, and he can poke the key without moving, leaving you speechless.

Just like now, Moore just doesn't need his help. It is obvious that this man is nosy, but in Ji Feng's mouth, it seems that Moore has done something that shouldn't be wrong.

If it is usual, Moore would definitely be able to deal with it more calmly, but he is very anxious now and is about to collapse, so he stared at him a little annoyedly, "So what."

After Ji Feng had a meal, he discovered that Moore's white face was obviously abnormally flushed, there was also a layer of fine sweat on his forehead, and his body was also very stiff.

? ? He speaks too hard? Ji Feng, who had confiscated his apprentice for 300 years, said that he would not bring such a child.

"What's wrong, where is it uncomfortable?"

I don't want Moore to not answer, and actually tried to get out of bed again, without paying attention to him in the slightest.

However, his body was already stiff, coupled with his inability to bear the strength of his legs, the hurried movements would only make him more difficult, so Moore fell again.

This time it was good, and he threw directly at Ji Feng, who was sitting by the bed and caught it as soon as he stretched out his hand.

"Hmm~" At that moment, Moore was so embarrassed that he was so embarrassed that his whole body was red, as if he was burning, embarrassed and embarrassed, and at the same time extremely angry.

Moore's hands almost leaped on Ji Feng's shoulders, and his body fell on Ji Feng's legs because his legs couldn't support it. From the side, it looked like Moore leaped into Ji Feng's arms intimately.

Ji Feng reflexively wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and just thought of getting up and pressing him back on the bed. The hands lying on his shoulders suddenly grasped tightly, and his violent forehead was buried in Ji Feng's shoulders unconsciously.

"Wait a minute," Moore had a hoarse voice coming from his shoulders, pressed very low, and he could hear him trying to endure something, "Don't move."

Ji Feng stopped, "Twisted it?" Shouldn't the super god-level war **** be so fragile?

Ji Feng seemed to hear the sound of gritting his teeth.

After dozens of seconds, it was probably after the rush of energy came, Moore's gnashing of teeth came again.

"I want to... go to the bathroom." If it wasn't a last resort, if it wasn't for the point of collapse, Moore would not have said this sentence if he was beaten to death.

The fact is that he not only loses his face in front of them, but also lays on them in such an extremely embarrassing posture, and at the same time says such embarrassing things.

Ji Feng was taken aback, then suddenly realized. Don't you just want to pee? Is it so hard to tell? How long did the child hold back to hold himself like this.

Ji Feng watched his veins violently violently, with a layer of sweat on his forehead, not only his face and neck were flushed, but his body was so stiff that he didn't dare to move, so he asked, "I can hold it back. ?"

Moore almost broke down when he heard the blunt words. If this person stopped him, he could climb over, right? This person still has the face to ask?

Ji Feng, who was glared at him, knew in his heart that he was afraid that he would really pee when the time comes. With this child's character, he might be cut off from the world on the spot, so he quickly said, "Don't move, I'll hold you over."

Moore exploded at the sound, "No..."

However, his body was vacated before he finished speaking, and Ji Feng directly hugged him horizontally. The sudden movement made Moore's nerves tensed to the extreme, but at this moment, he didn't care about anything else, so he could only hold his breath and hold back what.

Nemesis, this is.

The author has something to say: Mo·shengwu can love·er: nemesis, this is.

Ji·Old Man·Feng: Isn’t it a savior? Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angels who cast [land mines]: 11 from time to time; 2 organs; 1 if there is one;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

10 bottles for Xun'er; 5 bottles for another; 1 bottle for Fubao husband Yumeng and Lin Shen not to see the deer;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!