Chapter 137 Muguang Triumph (1)

These intermittent words cut through the heart of the crown prince like a knife.

Ryan's face turned pale. It had been nearly seven hours since Yaslan Star City and the others separated. He couldn't imagine how much Jiang Jianming had suffered during this period...

"Okay, right away, right away... don't sleep anymore, give you a drink."

The crown prince muttered in a low voice, holding Jiang Jianming's fingertips weakly, "I'll give you a drink."

He raised the bed in the treatment cabin a little, and then very carefully lifted the nape of the disabled man's neck and put it in his arms.

He took out the spare energy water with his trembling hands, and directly used the crystal bone to pry open the bottle cap and put it in front of Jiang Jianming's lips.

The cool feeling finally moisturised the dry throat, Jiang Jianming swallowed instinctively in a daze, and the water he couldn't contain dripped down the corners of his lips.

Ryan carefully supported his cheek, his voice was hoarse, and the end sound choked: "Slow down, slow down and drink."

Jiang Jianming was panting, looking at Lean with slightly sloppy eyes, and whispered with difficulty, "Just now... how suddenly... how are you?"

"..."

Ryan's eyes were cloudy, the corners of his blood stained lips were taut, and he silently rubbed Jiang Jianming's cheek with his fingertips, and after a few seconds he said in a low voice, "I'm fine, don't talk too much, just drink more if you have the strength. water."

But the situation of the crown prince is not optimistic. The excessive use of the crystal bone has caused the flesh on the back of his spine to be torn. The red-gold crystal has not been fully gathered, and is fading little by little.

The platinum curly hair was scattered messily behind him, a few strands of hair fell in front of his eyes, and more were stuck to the clothes soaked in large patches of dark red blood.

"Sedatives..."

Jiang Jianming frowned and coughed twice. He shook his head to signal that there was no more water. He pushed his Highness's hand with difficulty, "You...go for three injections..."

Ryan's eyes darkened, and he didn't dare to provoke him at this moment. He said ok, then turned around and said, "Dog, tranquilizer."

Seth Henry's intellectual brain manipulated the built-in mechanical claws of Xue Dou's mecha, holding the needle and sticking it over.

Ryan lowered his head, pushed back his curls with one hand, and let the needle hit the back of his neck.

"I hit, you see, one shot."

Lean said, and seriously put the emptied needle tube next to the treatment cabin and showed it to Jiang Jianming.

"Two stitches, three stitches," he put down the second tube and the third tube and placed them neatly, "Finished."

... so obedient, Jiang Jianming was secretly shocked.

He tentatively put his hand on Ryan's shoulder, "Get down and show me the injury."

His Highness frowned and put his arm back into the treatment cabin, but obediently leaned down and turned his back to Jiang Jianming's side to show him.

It seems that the impact of the crystal bone explosion just now has not yet completely subsided, and the crown prince is still in a state of confusion without knowing it.

The expression is that there are six gods and no masters, and Jiang Jianming said what he said.

Jiang Jianming was stunned for a long time, but he didn't have the strength to say something.

In the end, he tried to reach out and rubbed Ryan's hair, and said softly, "I'll sleep for a while."

...

Three minutes later, the mecha Xueguo sailed into the imperial starship "Changhai".

The medical soldiers had been waiting anxiously for a long time, and when the hatch of the mecha opened, they immediately put medical life support equipment on Jiang Jianming and pushed the man away.

Ryan stood beside Xue Jiu, staring straight at Jiang Jianming, who was pushed into the emergency room.

When he just took Jiang Jianming out of Xuejiu, the latter had already passed out and couldn't wake up. He didn't know... what news would be waiting for him when the emergency room door opened again.

"Your Highness, Your Highness Ryan!"

A middle-aged officer of Jin Rilun rushed over, and when he saw the injury of the crown prince, he was shocked: "His Royal Highness, you...!"

Ryan glanced at the officer, knowing in his heart that this man was probably trying to ask what happened to the series of mutations just now.

He was silent for two breaths, turned his head and said bluntly: "I can't command the fleet."

It wasn't because of his injuries. A medic wanted to treat him just now, but he refused.

The main problem is mental instability. When Jiang Jianming was by his side just now, Ryan didn't feel it; now that people were pushed in, His Royal Highness only felt that his brain was starting to be frantic again, except for chaos or chaos.

The crown prince remembered the admiral who brought Jiang Jianming out before the war to be the "Stimulation of Generals", and asked, "Where's Shilin?"

"Admiral... Admiral just woke up."

Lai Anxin hummed absently, waved her hand and said, "Forty percent of the enemy has been wiped out, the overall situation has been settled, let her finish the rest, don't bother me."

In this way, the Imperial Fleet and the Crystal Cult Fleet temporarily truce, each took a breather, and returned to a stalemate.

Eighteen hours after the accident, the high-dimensional blockade finally restored its energy storage.

In the twentieth hour, news came from the military headquarters, and the Crystal Sect that attacked the rest of the star cities also confirmed that the clearing and suppression were completed, and now only the difficulty of Yuyu is left. In the twenty-first hour, inside the starship "Changhai".

In the advanced treatment cabin of Interstellar, the sleeping young man suddenly frowned at a certain moment, a faint sound came out of his throat, and his eyelashes trembled.

Blood transfusion, surgery, medication... After several rounds of full-scale rescue and treatment, he fell asleep in the treatment cabin for several hours. At this time, Jiang Jianming woke up leisurely.

"Jiang? Are you awake... I'm here, I'm by your side."

Ryan had been standing beside the treatment cabin for a long time at this time, and now he hurriedly held Jiang Jianming's hand and comforted him repeatedly.

He kissed his lover's forehead, which was wet with cold sweat, and whispered softly with his eyes closed, "It's alright, now you're safe... Rest and get a good night's sleep."

After comforting the patient, the crown prince's face sank, and he suddenly touched Jiang Jianming's forehead and said, "It's still burning? ... What's going on."

The accompanying doctor: "Your Highness, Colonel Jiang has been injected with excessive drugs, and his body is already at its limit. We dare not give him too much medicine rashly, so..."