Chapter 55 Heroic Spirit (2)

Jiang Jianming felt that he was going to be fascinated by the gentle smile of His Royal Highness.

——To be honest, if Garcia confronted him with a cold face as usual, he could choke back ten sentences with a cold face.

But he really has no resistance to the softened little Highness.

Garcia seemed to just ask a question casually, not expecting the other party's answer, and said, "Show me the wound."

He moved too fast, and Jiang Jianming, who was fascinated, couldn't stop him at all.

Garcia directly lifted his quilt.

"Uh," Xie Yuduo on the side suddenly widened his eyes, stretched out his hand and hesitated, "Ah..."

"Ah, Your Highness—"

Jiang Jianming was stunned and said, "...I haven't dressed yet."

After all, he just woke up from a long coma, and the medical fluid in the treatment cabin has just been pumped out.

The nurses told him to lie down quietly under the covers for a while. When Xie Yuduo came in just now, he wanted to put on his clothes and sit up to talk, but he was pressed back by the major general.

so……

Inside the ward, the soft white curtains fluttered slightly.

For a moment, silence pervaded.

Xie Yuduo covered his face in pain and doubted his life again: Who am I? Why the fuck am I here? ?

Garcia didn't change his face and put down the quilt: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Although his eyes darkened when he saw the thin and thin waist, and his Adam's apple moved slightly, at least he didn't reveal anything in his tone.

Jiang Jianming flashed his thoughts just now in his mind, and then numbly hit a red cross.

Subordinate relationship-

In the world, there will still be bosses who come to visit the sick, first to open the quilt of the subordinates to see the relationship between the subordinates and subordinates of the wound?

Garcia tucked the quilt for Jiang Jianming, and moved carefully, for fear of hurting.

Then he raised his eyebrows coldly and made a conclusion: "There is some bleeding, you must not be safe."

"..." Jiang Jianming glanced at the prince suspiciously. He suddenly thought that he had been in a coma for three days, and asked softly, "So, have you seen it before?"

Garcia: "..."

Jiang Jianming: "I heard that you have to open the liquid filling mode."

Garcia: "..."

Jiang Jianming: "Then who took my clothes off?"

Garcia: "."

Jiang Jianming patted Garcia's arm and asked calmly, "Your Highness, where is my tranquilizer?"

Garcia stood up straight.

Jiang Jianming quickly tugged at his sleeve: "Don't try to run."

Garcia cleared his throat and said calmly, "I didn't want to run."

Xie Yuduo next to him was even more indifferent, wishing to slam his head against the wall.

God is pitiful, he really didn't want to hear how the little Your Excellency's clothes were taken off by His Royal Highness, nor did he want to witness the wonderful scene of the dignified prince being chased by the former crown princess!

He just wants to know, when will he have the chance to slip away——

"His Royal Highness..." Jiang Jianming sneered, "Sedation, tranquility, medicine."

Garcia stared at him with those beautiful eyes.

... stare at him.

"..."

Jiang Jianming was defeated reluctantly, and the vision that was like a big cat entangled in a coquettish coquettish appeared again.

He sighed and stretched out his hand: "Okay, I know you must have given me more than one injection. In special circumstances, I don't blame you, and the rest will be returned to me soon."

"No."

Garcia said coldly, "There is nothing left."

Jiang Jianming's eyes instantly lost their luster.

One second...two seconds...he took three seconds to chew on this sentence, and then raised his face stiffly: "What are you kidding."

"you……"

Jiang Jianming was trembling all over, his face pale, "That box... but there are twelve sticks."

Jiang Jianming: "You gave me twelve needles!?"

After he finished speaking, he covered his heart and choked twice, pulled the wound and gasped in pain. He felt it was absurd: "Twelve needles!?"

Garcia: "After you fell asleep that night, you used two in an hour. Half of it was used. The other half was used on the way back to the fortress."

"Perhaps you don't believe it... but when the medics took out the true crystal, you were already in a deep coma, very dangerous, and your life was in danger at any time."

Garcia's expression sank, and he turned his face away: "I didn't say it this time. Even the medical soldiers at the time thought so - Lieutenant Jiang should reflect on his own problems."

Jiang Jianming could still hear the words behind. It was dark in front of him, and he almost didn't faint.

His tranquilizer...

Almost disappeared overnight...

He had been preparing for three years to come to the distant interstellar space. As Tang Zhen said, he usually used to be frugal to the point of being poor, and most of the money he saved was spent on tranquilizers.

Now that close eyes and open them again, there are no more than 12 sticks.

Equivalent to 240,000 points.

Why not hurry up and kill him with a knife.

Jiang Jianming took two breaths slowly while pressing his chest, and said weakly, "Then... where is the box...?"

"threw."

Garcia was expressionless: "You need to give up unnecessary weight in battle."

Jiang Jianming almost couldn't even lean against the treatment cabin, and his whole body swayed weakly.

"You..." He closed his eyes in pain, his whole body was so pale that he seemed to faint, and his breath was weak.

"I only ask you to give me one injection! Even if I am stabbed by a real crystal, at most one more injection will be made - your behavior like this is completely abusing the property I deposited...!"

Garcia's eyes crossed three points of amazement and seven points of confusion.

Is this... so painful?

Xie Yuduo was also startled and suspicious, staring blankly at Garcia.

He stayed in the far interstellar space all the year round, and didn't even go back to his own home. Of course, he didn't know how the former crown princess lived in the imperial capital, and what the economic situation was like.

He also thought that Your Excellency Jiang Xiao had been corrupting his money all the time, but he was just playing with bad intentions...

After all, Major General Xie's family is indeed rich, and it is not a problem for him to pay tens of thousands.

In the ward, Jiang Jianming took a breath while resting on the edge of the treatment cabin with one hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Losing money..."

He raised his eyes suddenly, his eyelashes were trembling, his voice was trembling, and he laughed miserably, "Your Highness, whether you want to lose money or kill me, please choose for yourself."

Garcia almost didn't give him this stance to calm his whole body, but the first thing that rose in his heart was a burst of anger.

"Your life? Lieutenant Jiang, is your life worth a box of tranquilizers?"

The prince sneered between his teeth, feeling unreasonable, raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you want me to choose? This sounds great, if I say no, you can still..."

Jiang Jianming slammed the door of the treatment cabin and struggled to get out.

Garcia's face turned pale: "Okay, I will pay."

Jiang Jianming made a move and said word by word: "200,000 points, the mental damage fee is tenfolded, two million, Your Highness."

"Pfft—" Xie Yuduo had just been beside him and didn't dare to breathe, but now he choked out of thin air and coughed into the darkness.

"Okay." His Royal Highness replied quickly without blinking, "Two million."

Then he turned his head: "Xie Yuduo, two million."

Major General Xie screamed: "Your Highness, you murdered!!"

"No, no, no, two million won't work, and the lower officials don't have that kind of money!!"

The prince condensed a crystal bone on his finger, and threw the anger in his heart that he couldn't vent towards the main lord on the major general: "Didn't Lieutenant Jiang say it? If you want to pay or want your life, choose yourself."

Xie Yuduo: "Huh?"

Garcia: "Shut up. I know you have money. If you don't have it, ask the military department for it. This is a necessary and reasonable military expense, which can be paid by the commander-in-chief."

Xie Yuduo rounded his phoenix eyes: "Little Highness, do you want to see the lower official be dismissed!?"

Garcia: "Isn't it better than losing your life?"

In an instant, the originally quiet ward was filled with an air that was half happy and half miserable, and the sound of Major General Xie's mourning.

In the treatment cabin, Jiang Jianming hesitated before saying, "...Ah, you two, I'm joking."

It's day, it's night.

As time went on, the daytime nonsense was washed away by the glow of the blue Gemini moon outside the window. Xie Yuduo was gone, and Garcia was still in the ward.

Jiang Jianming changed into a white hospital gown, still lying in the treatment cabin, half-closed his eyes lazily, "...So, it's been three days, and the fortress hasn't found out what force is behind the Lava Yu Pirates. That's possible. It’s not easy to handle, and there may not be any discovery in a short time.”

Garcia sat next to him, holding his fingers casually, and said solemnly: "Yes, it is difficult to check."

"The more difficult thing is that Xie Yuduo made a report on this series of things to the military general meeting. As a result, most people are only afraid of high-intelligence alien creatures... a group of short-sighted rice buckets."

Perhaps because of their personality, when the two of them are together, they still talk more about business.

"It's normal," Jiang Jianming said lightly, "The Black Shark Base has to be busy, what do the scientists over there say?"

Garcia slowly rubbed the disabled human's fingers, not for any other reason, but simply trying the patient's body temperature to make him feel at ease.

"Excessive concentration of crystal particles and unknown cosmic radiation promotes new evolution of alien life - this is the most important, and the most mindless argument."

Jiang Jianming chuckled: "It would be nice if it were that simple."

"Too much to talk about." Garcia glanced at the time and stuffed his warmed hands back into the quilt. "At this time, the patient should not be bothered."

Saying that, the prince turned his gaze on the face of the disabled human again, and suddenly asked without warning: "Before... before you came to Yin Beidou, who raised you."

"Does he care about your financial expenses?"

The events of the day still left some, or perhaps more, psychological shadows on Garcia.

His Royal Highness did not understand that Jiang Jianming was an unprecedented figure who could join the army as a disabled human being in the distant stars, and was even called "Little Your Excellency" by Xie Yuduo.

He naturally felt that even if this person was not a "crown prince", he must have an extraordinary status. When he tried Xie Yuduo in the snowy morning that day, the major general did not deny it.

if not with

giants

The nobles and even the royal family are related, that is, there is an imperial secret mission behind it.

But if it is such a special person, how can it be forced to this point because of economic problems?

Good guy, for a box of tranquilizers... never saw him hurt like this when he was injured!

So until now, Garcia was shocked: Could it be that this person talks about "insufficient budget" and "reimbursement" every day...

It's not that he is simply greedy for money, but that he is really short of money?

Jiang Jianming had no emotion on his face. He looked at the blue moon outside the window and sighed indifferently: "The people who raised me in the past don't want me anymore."

Garcia: "What on earth are you doing in the far space?"

Jiang Jianming: "Why are you asking now?"

Garcia: "Because you don't seem to want to say it."

Jiang Jianming chuckled: "Then why are you asking now?"

Garcia stopped talking.

"If you decide to raise me for my former owner," Jiang Jianming suddenly hooked his fingers and rolled his eyes loosely, "then, you will know these answers one day."

"..."

After a few breaths of silence, Garcia leaned down, his shadow covering the blue moonlight on the head of the residual crystal human.

...It's amazing, the prince didn't know why he did this action so naturally, but when he did it, everything seemed to be in order:

He understood that Jiang Jianming wanted him to lower his head by hooking his fingers. Yes, this person wanted to play with his curly hair again; but he was willing to obey in his heart, and there was a magical sense of comfort.

But Garcia doesn't want to show his obedience completely, which will make the disabled people gain an inch, no.

So the prince put his hands on the edge of the treatment cabin on the side of Jiang Jianming's neck, leaned most of his upper body forward, and then leaned down.

Not bowing his head beside him, but above him.

A more oppressive and aggressive pose.

The untied blond hair fell like a waterfall, most of which fell by the pillow, with a few strands on the black hair, and a few strands lingering on the white collarbone.

The moonlight swayed through the gaps in the curls, like broken silver beads, sprinkled into a little leftover.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Jianming raised his face and smiled in amazement, apparently not being "invaded" or "oppressed", he just found it interesting.

As he wished, he tugged at His Highness's hair to play, and said lazily while playing, "If someone passes by and sees it, they will think that His Royal Highness is plotting against the patient."

Conspiracy.

How to conspire?

Garcia pursed her lips.

His fingers tightened, and suddenly there was a strange itch in his heart.

However, the next moment, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open:

"Little Jiang! I heard you woke up—"

Tang Zhen rushed in with a look of joy, rushed two steps and stumbled on the spot, slipped to his knees with a "bang"!

Garcia turned back slowly.

Jiang Jianming: "Ah."

"..."

Tang Zhen raised his face, as stiff as a scrap mecha.

His face was ashen: "Grass, I'm sorry for disturbing you."