Chapter 128 No Help
After dinner, Sima Mingxuan patiently exchanged a few words with Ms. Lu Siying, and then he went back to his room to rest, saying that he was tired from the journey. Before leaving, he winked at Yan Fei. Yan Fei's heart was moved, and he didn't know what he was thinking about, and his face turned red instantly.
"Mom, I'll go cut some fruit." Yan Fei stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
"What are you cutting, 00965."
"Master, what can I do for you?" The household robot 00965 responded immediately.
"go……"
"Mom, I'll do it myself. Mingxuan's mental strength is unstable, I want to check if there are any impurities in the fruit." With the advancement of technology, natural organic food is becoming increasingly scarce. Although most crops can be used after being tested, people with poor physical conditions, especially those with unstable mental strength, need to be careful.
"Has Mingxuan's mental strength reached this level?" Lu Siying looked worried.
"Yes. During the summer vacation, the interstellar battlefield where he was located was attacked by the ninth-level Zerg. The mental power of the ninth-level Zerg was too strong, and few people in the entire legion could withstand the mental waves of the ninth-level Zerg. In order to protect the Federation and to prevent the soldiers in the legion from being sacrificed, Mingxuan still went to the battle even though his mental power was unstable. Although he had an S-level mental power, his mental power was not stable at that time, and the battle with the ninth-level Zerg made the injury to his sea of consciousness even more serious." Yan Fei said, his voice gradually choked up, "Mom, do you know? Mingxuan—returned to the base and fell into a coma. I am his lover and even his boyfriend, but at that time I couldn't do anything. I was so useless."
"Don't blame yourself. You're only a sophomore. It's normal that you can't make the potion to treat S-level mental power." Lu Siying saw Yan Fei was sad and spoke to comfort him.
"Mom, I've actually found a prescription that can cure Mingxuan, but..."
"Just what?" Lu Siying asked.
"I still need some time to adjust the proportions."
"That's no big deal. We have the prescription. If we adjust the proportions slowly, it will come out quickly." Lu Siying comforted.
"But Mingxuan is in great pain. His mental strength is getting worse every day. Although he tries to remain calm in front of us, I know his sea of consciousness is in pain and he can't sleep every night. Mom, I feel so bad." Yan Fei covered his chest with his hands, his eyes red.
Seeing her son's eyes red with tears, Lu Siying felt so distressed: "Don't worry, there will always be a way. I remember you used to prepare medicines very quickly."
"It was because I had my brother's help before." Finally saying this, Yan Fei lowered his head to prevent Lu Siying from seeing the unwillingness on his face.
Yes, he was unwilling. He had never thought much of Yan Hao before. Although he always ranked first in the class in exams, both teachers and parents liked him more, especially Yan Hao, who had a talent for potion. Even though he scored the highest in every exam, teachers still appreciated his innovation more. Yan Hao just had some talent for calculation. But after entering university, things suddenly changed. He found that without Yan Hao, without that talent for calculation, many of his ideas could not be realized. Things that he once thought were unimportant suddenly became important.
His class teacher, Professor Sun, even said that if a pharmaceutical genius is picked from a hundred, then a metering engineer who can put the genius's ideas into practice is picked from ten thousand.
He is the best among a hundred, and Yan Hao is the best among ten thousand? This shouldn't be the case. Why is it like this? The teacher in middle school didn't say that. The teacher obviously liked him more at that time.
"Then let Yan Hao help you calculate."
Lu Siying's words interrupted Yan Fei's memories. He looked up with a hesitant expression: "Brother seems to hate me a little? Will he help me?"
"I'll go and talk to him." Lu Siying thought of her elder son's character of competing with her younger son in everything since he was young, and she also knew that it would not be a good idea to let Yan Fei go and talk about this matter, so she agreed.
"Thank you, Mom. I'll go cut some fruit for you." Yan Fei smiled and ran to the kitchen. He carefully cut two plates of fruit, first gave one to his mother, and then took the other to the guest room.
In the guest room, Sima Mingxuan was talking on the phone with someone. When he saw Yan Fei come in, he said a few words to the other end and then hung up.
Yan Fei came over with a fruit plate at the right time: "Mingxuan, try this watermelon. I have combed it with my mental power, and there is no impurity in it."
Sima Mingxuan impatiently knocked the fork out of Yan Fei's hand, and said coldly in front of Yan Fei's astonished gaze: "Why are you playing those tricks?"
"What?"
"You know what I said. I don't care how you used your parents to ignore Yan Hao at home in the past, but you have to remember that we came back this time to ask Yan Hao for help. You keep provoking the relationship between him and your mother in person and constantly angering him. What do you want to do?" Sima Mingxuan looked down at Yan Fei.
"I don't."
"You didn't? Then what were you doing just now? Did you mean well but end up doing something bad, or don't you know that what you said might be misunderstood?" Sima Mingxuan sneered and blocked all of Yan Fei's excuses.
Yan Fei's face turned pale, and he felt ashamed of being naked and being scrutinized. Some people are like this, they are obviously very dark inside, but they refuse to admit it, and they use disguises to deceive others, and they also deceive themselves. Suddenly one day, he was exposed in front of others, and he felt like he was really wronged.
"All the resources you have now are given by me. If there is a problem with my sea of consciousness, everything you have now will disappear, including your identity as Master Le's disciple." Sima Mingxuan reminded.
Yan Fei was shocked. He couldn't lose his status as Master Le's disciple. Master Le was one of the five great pharmacists in the Federation. Since he became his disciple, his status has risen both in school and in the military. Even his teacher at school, Professor Sun, is now much more polite when talking to him. The school research institute that he had tried every means to enter before also extended an olive branch to him. It's just that he has learned more pharmacology from Master Le in the military, and he no longer looks down on the small pharmacy research institute at school.
He didn't want to lose this long-lost feeling of being the center of attention again.
"My mother has agreed to look for Yan Hao." Yan Fei said.
"Already agreed? What did you say?" Sima Mingxuan immediately became nervous.
Yan Fei immediately told Sima Mingxuan what he had just said to his mother downstairs. After listening to him, Sima Mingxuan's expression gradually softened, and his eyes looking at Yan Fei also became much gentler, but he was still a little worried.
"Will your mother really succeed if she goes and tells her?"
"Don't worry, there will be no problem." Yan Fei said confidently.
Master bedroom.
Lu Siying looked at the fruit plate that Yan Fei had just brought over, thought for a moment, got up, took the plate of fruit and went out, walked through the corridor, and came to the door of Yan Hao's room. She seemed a little hesitant, and paused at the door for a long time before raising her hand and knocking on the door.
With a "click", the door opened. Yan Hao's originally impatient expression widened in surprise when he saw that the person standing outside the door was Lu Siying.
"Mother." Yan Hao said.
"Yeah." Lu Siying suddenly didn't know what to say. She suddenly realized that she and Yan Hao seemed to be very unfamiliar with each other, so unfamiliar that it seemed that she couldn't even find a suitable entrance to talk.
"Is there anything I can do for you?" Seeing that Lu Siying had been silent for a long time, Yan Hao took the initiative to ask.
"I... I'm here to bring you the fruit plate and see how your room is cleaned up?" Lu Siying said, pushing open the door and walking straight in.
Yan Hao had no time to stop it, nor did he know how to stop it, so he could only follow behind passively.
In the room, although Yan Hao had changed the leaflet quilt cover and opened the window for ventilation, the air was still filled with a faint musty smell, emanating from the sofa, bookcase, and table. The room was not big, and most of it was books, but such a room made Lu Siying feel extremely unfamiliar.
"I'll let 00965 help you clean up." Lu Siying said.
"No need, I've almost finished cleaning." Yan Hao said, and walked over to continue wiping the mecha model he placed on the corner of the table. After more than a year, the mecha model was covered with dust, and many parts inside were not in good contact.
Lu Siying looked at the mecha and recalled the past: "You changed your major to mecha in college. Do you want to continue your childhood hobby?"
"Yeah." Yan Hao.
Lu Siying rarely wanted to care for Yan Hao, but seeing Yan Hao's lukewarm attitude, as if he treated her as a stranger, she suddenly felt uncomfortable.
"Yan Hao, I'm talking to you."
"I'm listening." Yan Hao carefully disassembled one of the arms of the mecha model and carefully brushed away the dust inside with a brush.
"Is this your attitude of listening?" Lu Siying placed the plate in her hand heavily on the desk. The force was so strong that the other arm of the mecha model fell off.
Yan Hao put down the brush, put the right arm in his hand together with the left arm that had just fallen, raised his head, and said slowly: "If you have anything to say, just say it directly. I am a little uncomfortable with your sudden concern for me."
"You...isn't it right for me to care about you?" Lu Siying was angry.
Is it really just pure concern, and is his mother, Ms. Lu Siying, suddenly having a change of heart?
"If you care about me, thank you."
Yan Hao's thank you was like a bucket of gasoline spilled on Lu Siying's burning point: "Yan Hao, watch your attitude when you speak."
Yan Hao frowned. Did he say something wrong again? Why did he suddenly get angry? However, he felt kind to Lu Siying's sudden concern. "Although I don't know what I did wrong, I apologize if you are angry."
"Yan Hao!"
Yan Hao opened his pair of clear black and white eyes and stared at his mother. There was obvious confusion in his eyes, as if asking, what did I do wrong? I really don’t know.
Lu Siying thought about how she had neglected Yan Hao and tried hard to suppress her anger. She kept reminding herself that she was the one who ignored Yan Hao first and Yan Hao was now being upset.
"Eat fruit." Lu Siying didn't know how to express her concern for Yan Hao, so she could only push the fruit plate towards Yan Hao again.
Yan Hao lowered his head and glanced at the fruit plate. He didn't eat it, but said again: "Mother came to see me. She must have something to say."
Seeing that the atmosphere was not good just now, Lu Siying had no intention of saying anything, but Yan Hao took the initiative to ask, and he did not look unhappy, so she said: "Mingxuan is Xiaofei's fiancé, you know."
"Fiancé?" Didn't you get engaged after you graduated from college?
"A few months ago, Mingxuan fought against the ninth-level Zerg on the front line to protect the Federation and injured his sea of consciousness. Xiaofei is helping him with treatment. Now the potion has been found, but there are too many types of medicinal materials. Xiaofei said that it will take a long time to calculate the ratio, but Mingxuan's injury can't wait. You have been good at math since you were a child, so why don't you help calculate it for him."
"No help." Yan Hao's refusal came almost as soon as Lu Siying finished speaking.
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