Chapter 54 Try Calling My Name
He Li's phone popped up with a bunch of replies.
If you experience coughing up blood, it is recommended to seek medical attention promptly and not to rely on online diagnoses.
He clicked his tongue softly, turned his head closer to Cheng Boyan, and lowered his voice: "Your father is a doctor, you should have learned something from him, right? Do your ears turn red when you cough up blood?"
"Probably." Cheng Boyan thought seriously for a few seconds. "Some people cough until their face turns red and their necks swell, and their blood vessels burst. I've seen it before at the entrance of the emergency room. It's terrifying."
He Li breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Popular science information from a family with a long history in medicine is definitely more reliable than what you find online.
Fortunately, Yao's illness wasn't too serious; he just coughed until his ears turned red.
He Li tore open a wet wipe and handed it over, very considerately: "Brother Yao, wipe your ears to cool them down. People who don't know better will think you're shy."
Lin Yao: ""
He now really wants to suggest that military academies conduct emotional intelligence tests before admissions, because this guy's score would definitely be negative.
Luckily, I can't speak, so I can pretend to be mute.
Xie Xingchen turned his head and looked at his earlobe, seemingly lost in thought.
Sensing the gaze, Lin Yao frowned and lowered his head to stuff chicken feet into his mouth.
What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen someone who's thin-skinned?
If you don't speak, the person won't understand.
If you look again, I'll beat you up.
Three minutes later, Lin Yao typed something fierce in his memo and showed it to him as a threat.
Xie Xingchen: "Watch for three more seconds."
Lin Yao was still gnawing on a chicken foot: "…………"
Seeing that he had a good appetite, Xie Xingchen slowly looked away and lowered his head to drink his porridge.
Halfway through the meal, Hall followed a man in military uniform over and stopped at their table.
"Attention, all of you, rise."
Upon hearing the instruction, everyone promptly put down their bowls and chopsticks. Lin Yao quickly swallowed the meat and stood up.
"This is the star lord of the desolate star, and also General Pei Yizhong, who personally led the troops to defeat the foreign enemy at this time." Hall introduced them formally. "These are our volunteers from Chongqing who came here this time. They have been busy all night."
Pei Yizhong had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, with a very upright appearance. After listening, he raised his hand and gave a crisp military salute to the group: "Thank you all for coming all this way to help. I am deeply grateful."
"No, no, I'd be shortening my lifespan." He Li couldn't bear such a grand military honor and waved his hands repeatedly, "General, you've worked hard."
Unlike most star system cities in the Alliance, the desolate planet is independent and autonomous, yet it holds a very important voting right. It was once a battleground for various political centers, but now it is gradually becoming desolate. However, Pei Yizhong is still the ruler of a star, and it is unexpected that he would personally lead the war.
Thinking of the scene of corpses strewn across the field, Lin Yao felt heartache and deep respect.
Unable to speak at that moment, he could only raise his hand and return a military salute to show his respect.
"What's this team member's name?" Pei Yizhong stared at him and spoke slowly.
"Lin Yao is the first place winner in our Chongxin Freshman Competition, he's exceptionally talented." Hall praised his star pupil without reservation, "His shooting and flying mechs all got full marks."
Hearing this, Pei Yizhong smiled, his sharp features softening: "So capable. If we had such outstanding soldiers in our army, it would definitely boost morale even more."
Lin Yao opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, which would be impolite, so he could only smile and nod.
"Just kidding, no one would want to come to such a remote place." Pei Yizhong stared at him for several more seconds before raising his hand to pat him on the shoulder. "You've worked hard. Get some rest today. We'll need your help tomorrow."
Lin Yao stared into his eyes and smelled a very familiar scent, but couldn't remember where he had encountered it before.
Have you run into them before?
That's impossible; he's never been here before.
Hall briefly summarized the rescue situation and said, "General Pei and I still need to have a meeting. Xie Xingchen, I hereby officially appoint you as the captain of this mission, in charge of the actions of all members."
Xie Xingchen stood tall and raised his hand in salute: "Received."
Time was of the essence, so Pei Yizhong and Hall turned and left after only a short while. Lin Yao remained in a daze until they disappeared from sight.
"What's wrong?" Xie Xingchen asked.
Lin Yao shook his head, still unable to recall where the faint scent came from. He simply pointed to the empty bowl and said, "I'm full."
There was still no sound, but Xie Xingchen understood. He stood up and said, "Then let's all go back to our rooms to rest and await further orders."
"Ah, finally I can sleep comfortably in a silk four-piece bedding set."
He Li held his head in his hands as he passed by Xie Xingchen, showing off without any attempt to hide it, "Thank you! As expected of the young master who personally selected these sheets, your taste is truly excellent."
Xie Xingchen glanced at him casually, thinking to himself, "It's not like I don't have a bed to sleep in, and I'm not even hugging your brother Yao."
Still retaining a shred of kindness, and not wanting to hurt Lin Yao's only friend, she held back and swallowed her words.
With a polite smile, I said, "I'm glad you like it."
Cheng Boyan echoed the praise: "It really is very comfortable, smooth and soft. Compared to the stiff duvet covers that are provided by the company, it's like fine chaff."
Xie Xingchen raised an eyebrow: "You're asleep too?"
Cheng Boyan nodded and recalled, "Because I really couldn't stand that bed, He Li asked me to squeeze in. It's just that the bed was a bit small, and I almost fell off."
Xie Xingchen: ""
Is it reasonable for them to talk about something so bizarre as if it were commonplace?
No wonder Lin Yao didn't feel anything was ambiguous; it turns out that everyone around him was a clueless, straight-laced man with no sense of boundaries.
They were still chatting at the door when Lin Yao turned around and went into the room.
He had just washed his hands and stood in front of the narrow mirror in the bathroom, mouth agape, wanting to see his throat.
When Xie Xingchen came in, he saw him with his head tilted back, his posture awkward, struggling to perform the examination.
"What's wrong?"
Lin Yao typed a message for him: "I still want to see if I can recover as soon as possible; this can't go on like this."
He was very anxious.
I'm also afraid that if things continue like this, they'll never get better.
So he raised his hand and probed his throat with his fingers to check the condition of his tonsils, but he was too rough and didn't know how to use them properly.
Xie Xingchen sighed and grabbed his arm, stopping him, saying, "Don't do anything rash. I've studied a little medicine. I'll take a look at you."
Lin Yao nodded, opening his mouth as he waited for him to wash his hands.
After drying Lin Yao with a towel, Xie Xingchen helped him face him, lowered his eyes, and gently pinched his chin with his fingers: "Open your mouth."
Lin Yao followed the instructions.
The room wasn't very bright. Xie Xingchen slightly hunched his neck and leaned closer, using his thumb to lift his chin.
He lowered his eyes and looked for several seconds, not forgetting to praise, "The color of your tongue coating is very healthy."
Hearing these medical terms, Lin Yao tensed up, feeling the nervousness of being examined by a doctor.
"Don't move your tongue, press it down."
Xie Xingchen squinted, trying to find the best light, and whispered, "It's too dark, I can't see very clearly."
As he spoke, his warm breath brushed against her face. Lin Yao tilted her head back slightly, feeling a tickle, and then turned her head away as if to avoid it.
"Don't move." Xie Xingchen's hand held firmly against his lower lip, and he whispered, "Open it a little wider."
When Lin Yao touched his fingers, a soft, indistinct sound suddenly came out.
It was extremely subtle, yet Xie Xingchen keenly observed it.
Can irritating the throat produce a sound?
Xie Xingchen paused for a second, as if sensing something. His eyes showed pity, but his movements were ruthless. He pressed down a little harder and said, "Speak up. Try calling my name."
".......Thanks........."
Lin Yao's back tensed up because of the other person's movements.
Even with her eyes reddening, she could still only manage to speak with difficulty.
"star……"
Panic flickered across her cool face. She was beautiful, so beautiful that one wanted to bully her, but there were more important things to do at the moment.
Xie Xingchen raised his chin as high as it would go.
With long, slender fingers pressing against her lower lip, she commanded, "Good girl, call again."
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