It was not until the evening that Tang Wan finally opened his heavy eyelids and saw Zong He guarding him. Facing the other's worried eyes, Tang Wan tried to smile and comforted him: "Don't worry, I'm not uncomfortable."
Zong He tucked the corner of his blanket in annoyance, "You're so burned up and you still say you're not uncomfortable. You're so stupid!"
Tang Wan raised the corner of his mouth and didn't have the energy to argue.
Zong He touched his burning forehead with heartache and replaced the cooling patch with another one. He was obviously a weakling, but he pretended to be strong. How stupid!
"Drink some water and go to sleep."
Tang Wan drank the water obediently. At this time, the military doctor came in with the test report. Seeing the basket of fever-reducing patches in Zong He's hand, the corners of his mouth twitched, "Marshal, this fever-reducing patch can be used for 24 hours, not 24 minutes. Please change it later. It's a waste of so many supplies!"
Zong He raised his eyebrows coldly, and the military doctor wilted. "As long as you are happy."
When Tang Wan saw the used antipyretic patches mentioned by the military doctor, his heart warmed. He looked at Zong He with a smile in his eyes. What can he say about this big cat?
"The test report is out. Should I tell you now, or should you two read it for yourselves?"
Tang Wan asked, "Mine?"
"right."
"Please explain it to me, I may not understand it myself."
The military doctor smiled, thinking that Tang Wan was joking with him, and thought that the Marshal's wife had a good attitude. Seeing that Zong He had no objection, the military doctor said: "I found H6V drug residues in your blood."
Tang Wan didn't understand, but Zong He's expression changed, and a fierce murderous intent flashed in his golden eyes.
The military doctor subconsciously moved away from him and continued, "This is a chronic poison, and it is also a banned drug in the entire galaxy, because it can slowly damage a person's mental strength and turn a genius into a waste. It is colorless and odorless, very convenient to use, and non-top-level military equipment cannot detect it. Because of its terribleness, the entire galaxy has banned its circulation, and it is not even sold on the black market. Ordinary nobles can't get it, and the price is expensive, not something that ordinary people can afford."
After listening to this, Tang Wan said calmly: "So, before I lost my memory, I was poisoned for a long time." His expression was so calm that even the military doctor was surprised. The Marshal's wife was very tough. Even after being tortured like this, she didn't react at all.
The military doctor explained, "Yes, the good thing is that after you stopped taking the medicine, your body was well taken care of. I guess someone treated you later. During the year you came to the Marshal's Mansion, the Marshal's mental power was injured and he often took drugs to heal his mental power. You followed him frequently and the poison was almost eliminated. Now there is very little toxin left. With so many conditions combined, you were able to awaken your superpower so late. From this point of view, your superpower should be a rare healing superpower, because your mental power has the ability to heal itself."
When Tang Wan heard that he didn't have a terminal illness, he felt relieved, said "hmm" lightly, closed his eyes and fell asleep again. His carelessness made the military doctor stunned. Is this possible?
Zong He, however, heard another meaning in these words, "You mean, someone treated him?"
The military doctor said confidently: "Yes!"
“Treatment is not a small expense, right?”
“Yes, the cost is equally expensive and most people cannot afford it.”
Zong He said coldly, "I know."
He touched Tang Wan's forehead and his brows gradually furrowed. It seemed that there were still some things that had not been clarified.
It was three days later when Tang Wan finally woke up. He still had a slight fever and needed to take medicine to adjust his condition.
Uncle Lin took two pills and came to Tang Wan with a smile, "Come, take the medicine."
Tang Wan swallowed nervously. He hated taking medicine the most!
Under the gaze of Uncle Lin, who seemed gentle but actually had no room for negotiation, Tang Wan resigned himself to the fate of picking up the two pills, put them into his mouth and drank a cup of water. At this moment, Uncle Lin acted quickly, pinched Tang Wan's nose, and poured a mouthful of medicine into his mouth the moment Tang Wan opened his mouth. Uncle Lin pinched Tang Wan's chin with one hand and lifted it up. Before Tang Wan could react, he gulped it down. It was so bitter! It was so bitter that Tang Wan burst into tears.
Uncle Lin stuffed a piece of candy into his mouth and said, "This medicine is very valuable. Just one bite of this medicine costs tens of thousands of star coins!"
When Tang Wan heard so much money, he nodded with tears in his eyes and sucked the candy hard.
Uncle Lin rubbed his head like he was rubbing a child. "Okay, okay, this is to remove the toxins from your body. The military doctor spent a lot of time preparing it. If you spit it out, the military doctor will have to kneel down and cry."
Tang Wan looked at Lin Bo with admiration. If he were to drink the medicine himself, he would definitely spit it out. It was so bitter, it was inhumane!
After the old man pinched his nose and forced him to drink half a bottle of antidote, Tang Wan lay powerless on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze with a look of despair. What kind of high technology is it if it can't save a person who doesn't like to take medicine?
At this time, his hand was grabbed by the person who had been guarding him, and squeezed it, comforting him clumsily. Tang Wan raised the corner of his mouth, but his eyes became more and more serious, "You have been guarding me all the time, are you tired?"
Zong Hyuk nodded and admitted, "Tired."
Tang Wan laughed. He was quite cheerful at this moment.
"Then why are you still watching over me? The military doctor said I'm fine and I just need to take some medicine."
Zong He pushed Tang Wan down with disdain and told him to continue sleeping. Even though he didn't say anything, Tang Wan still understood what he was thinking. The Marshal was saying: What are you talking about! Rest!
The other party took it for granted that he should take care of him. Tang Wan tilted his head, stared at Zong He with wide eyes, and asked stubbornly: "Why are you so nice to me?"
Zong He asked angrily: "Aren't you talking nonsense? If I don't treat you well, who can I treat well?"
Tang Wan pursed his lips, and something suddenly hit his chest, which was a little painful and swollen. It had been a long time since anyone had said such heartfelt words to him so casually. The simpler and more sincere the words were, the more uncomfortable he felt.
After a long while, Tang Wan said, "Zong He, if you can treat me like this for the rest of my life, I will be devoted to you and live my whole life with you."
Zong He didn't even think about it and told him directly: "Then you won't be able to escape in this life."
Tang Wan smiled. This big cat was really confident. People were always fickle.
"If you're tired, come up and take a nap." Tang Wan moved to the side of the bed to make room for Zong He. Zong He took a look, took off his coat as he was told, and lay down next to Tang Wan.
Tang Wan pushed him and said, "You turn into a big cat."
Zong He sighed, how could he still be so arrogant because of his favor?
Tang Wan blinked his eyes, knowing that Zong He was a soft-hearted person and would not respond to tough calls, and looked at him with grievance.
Zong He took a deep breath, unable to bear it, and could only turn into a two-meter-long long-haired tiger. Tang Wan pounced on him, hugged Zong He's neck and rubbed it, feeling that the bitterness in his mouth was no longer there, and his heart was no longer gambled. Tang Wan buried his face in Zong He's neck and thought about what had happened recently. He didn't have a terminal illness, and he had a life again. Who would have thought that he had taken poison and medicine again? Thinking of all the possibilities before, Tang Wan felt wronged for the original body, and also had a headache for the troubles left by the original body. "What did I go through before? Do you think I have a vicious stepmother who is afraid that I will fight for the family property, and feeds me poison and medicine every day? Just like Lin Bo, who pinches his nose to feed me when he doesn't want to drink!"
Zong He narrowed his eyes and hugged Tang Wan to comfort him: "Uncle Lin is doing this for your own good."
Tang Wan took the opportunity to stroke the tiger's fur again, rubbing it with such force that he would rub the marshal into a bald man. There is nothing that cannot be solved by stroking a cat. If there is, then just keep stroking it!
Zong He tilted his head back, put his throat against Tang Wan's face, squinted his eyes and made a suppressed snoring sound comfortably.
At this time, Uncle Lin had finished cleaning up and passed by the door again. He smiled and said, "If you are sick, you have to take medicine. The marshal didn't take medicine when he was a child, and he was fed this way."
Tang Wan raised his head and looked at Zong He with sympathy. This old man seems very experienced. You must have suffered a lot when you were a child.
Zong He's expression paused. Tang Wan's words reminded him of many scenes that he didn't want to recall, and his eyes looked a little cold.
Tang Wan felt that he had guessed right, and his heart suddenly became balanced. The Grand Marshal had also been drunk, haha, it was inexplicably sour and refreshing. After Tang Wan lay down, he patted the big cat's head from time to time, and he felt comfortable and open-minded. He decided to take it one step at a time. Anyway, nothing can be solved now, so it is better to be a Buddha. How does the saying go? Life is not easy, so cherish it while you are alive.
Uncle Lin closed the door for them and muttered in a voice that everyone could hear: "Young people nowadays don't even know to close the door when they sleep together."
Tang Wan's whole body froze. He looked at the two people's current posture, and after a few seconds of silence, he buried his head in the big cat's arms and pretended to be dead and fell asleep!
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Because Tang Wan suddenly fainted during the live broadcast, Weibo is now in chaos and fans are extremely nervous. Tang Wan had previously declined, saying that he was in poor health and would not accept any employment, but now so many people watched him faint and believed it.
Fans were discussing on his Weibo: What happened? How could someone faint just like that?
Oh my God! Is anything alright? Can anyone tell me how Tang Tang is doing?
I heard that many powerful superpowers are based on overdrawing vitality. This kind of superpower is called a power cursed by God. Tang Tang's superpower is to summon cute pets on Earth, a kind of life that has long disappeared. Does his ability also fall into this category?
Oh my god, I'm so worried, why don't you get an agent?
Stingy Tang! How much does it cost to hire an agent? We won’t know anything unless he shows up!
I’m so worried to death ahh ...
What I care about is who rushed over and hugged him. He was wearing a military uniform.
He can wear whatever he wants, I just want to know if he is healthy!
Is it Marshal Zong He? The picture is too blurry to see clearly.
Tang Tang’s identity is so mysterious, he’s a military officer’s family member!
What nonsense! If there is no backstage, how can the live broadcast room be unlocked so quickly? He was reported on the same day and went to the testing center on the same day. He went to his home for testing. He didn't really live in the Marshal's Mansion, did he?
I wonder if he is the partner that Marshal Zong He has been protecting? The media didn't take pictures of his face before.
Does it matter? Does it matter! He is sick, does his identity matter? What matters is that the more powerful his family is, the more likely he is to stop live streaming, and we won’t see his furry little ancestors anymore!
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This discussion continued until the morning of the fourth day, when Tang Wan's fever completely subsided. He remembered that he had not yet given an explanation to his fans, so he quickly posted a Weibo: I'm fine, don't worry, I just lost some mental strength. I can't live stream recently, I'll send you a short video of my furry child when I have time.
Fans were touched by his dedication. He was still thinking about sending videos to fans at this time. They all advised him: No need to send it, just have a good rest!
Get well soon. I’ll continue the live broadcast when you’re well.
What kind of life is this? My mental strength has increased again! How high is your mental strength?
Have you checked it? Is your ability to overdraw your vitality? If so, it is better to use it less, your life is the most important.
At this time, someone privately messaged Tang Wan: Have a good rest, and don't try to be strong if you are not feeling well.
Tang Wan raised his eyebrows in surprise. This was an officially certified non-corporate account. The identity was kept secret and he didn't know who it was. Look at the ID again: DD
Just two letters, nothing more.
Tang Wan looked at it for a while, and replied as if possessed by a ghost: I'll pay attention to it, thank you.
The person on the other end of the network's fingertips trembled, and he stared at Tang Wan's reply, his black eyes becoming darker and darker, like the abyss in the night.
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