Chapter 102 Chapter 102
Taking a bath really helps relieve fatigue.
After soaking for half an hour, Xia Meng packed up and walked out of the room, feeling much refreshed.
After walking out of the bathroom and passing by the bedroom, I remembered that Li Zhou's bedroom was given to Luo Xunfei.
Their suite has two bedrooms and a living room, one for him and one for her.
In this case, Li Zhou will have no place to sleep, right?
Let him sleep here with her!
Xia Meng has never been someone who pretends to be reserved.
It's not like she hasn't slept with him before. Her relationship with Li Zhou has reached this point now, and they both live in the same suite. It's actually natural for them to sleep in the same bed.
She opened the door and went out, and saw Li Zhou leaning back on the sofa with his eyes closed.
From her perspective, the fatigue on his profile was hard to hide.
His whole body was filled with a deep sense of fatigue.
As I got closer, I could even hear his heavy breathing, as if something was pressing on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.
"So tired..." She muttered as she walked over and sat down sideways on the sofa next to him.
Normally, whenever she approached, he would definitely look up at her first.
As long as possible, his eyes will follow her.
It was very rare. This time she sat down next to him, but he didn't even show any intention of opening his eyes.
His eyelids were heavy, and beneath them one could vaguely see his eyeballs rolling back and forth restlessly.
Xia Meng moved closer, but he still hadn't woken up.
"Li Zhou?"
She reached out and touched his face, then called out softly.
Still no response.
Li Zhou's head tilted slightly along her hand, and his hot breath sprayed on the skin of her fingertips.
The temperature was so high that it frightened her.
"What's going on?" Her hand quickly clasped his wrist, and the pulse on his wrist was weak but beating fast.
As their skin touched, she felt the abnormal fluctuations in his mental power.
If the fluctuations of an ordinary person's mental power were like the surface of a lake blown by a breeze, then his fluctuations at this moment would probably be as turbulent as the waves.
Xia Meng subconsciously held his hand tightly and transferred her mental power to him.
Since the Sentinel was so mentally unstable, she had to use the guide's mental power to calm him down immediately.
But the moment her mental power touched his mental barrier, for the first time in her life, she felt a force that was blocked outside.
It was like there was a transparent wall standing there.
But she was caught off guard, and all the mental power rushing towards him crashed into the transparent barrier like a huge wave hitting the shore.
Xia Meng withdrew her hand in surprise and looked at her palm.
It's so weird.
What's going on?
She lowered her eyes to look at him.
Her mental strength just now seemed to have put a great burden on him. A faint blush appeared on his cheeks and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Xia Meng was a little afraid to move anymore.
She subconsciously raised her hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, anxiously thinking about what to do.
His situation is too unusual. If left unchecked, big problems will probably arise.
But are you just going to take him downstairs like this?
It doesn't seem to work either, it's too unsafe.
The news that they have returned cannot be known to anyone for the time being.
There are too many eyes in the Black Tower, and no one knows whether Hermann's spies are hiding among them.
…
Fifteen minutes later, someone sneaked up on the corridor pushing a fully loaded instrument cart.
He walked to one of the doors, raised his hand and pressed the doorbell, then secretly knocked on the door seven times rhythmically.
After another ten seconds, the door finally opened.
The man outside the door was about to speak: "What on earth are you——"
He had barely opened his mouth when a pair of hands quickly reached out from inside the door. One hand covered his mouth, and the other hand grabbed the instrument cart. In the blink of an eye, both the man and the cart were dragged into the door.
The door closed quietly again.
Ou Xu grabbed Xia Meng's hand with a bewildered look on his face and couldn't help but say, "What's going on? You want the equipment and you want me to steal the medicine. Didn't you two go to England? Didn't you go?"
Xia Meng didn't look at him. He opened the instrument cart he had secretly stolen from the guide center and said as he checked the medicine, "I went and came back."
Ou Xu was surprised: "So fast!? Can you fly with wings?"
Xia Meng multitasked, quickly starting the instrument and answering, "Yes."
Ou Xu leaned against the equipment cart, holding his chin in his hand and asked curiously, "Really? How did you get back? Did Li Zhou bring you back? Can an S-class sentinel company do this? By the way, what are these medicines and equipment used for? Who are they for?"
Xia Meng tilted her head to glance in the direction of the sofa: "To Li Zhou."
Ou Xu stood up straight. "What happened to him? Is he injured? What happened? Didn't you two go to look for Luo Xunfei?"
Xia Meng sighed, without stopping her hands, and quickly adjusted the parameters of the testing equipment. "It's a long story. He's not in a good condition right now."
As she spoke, she motioned for Ou Xu to push the instrument cart over.
He picked up the instrument's detection interface and walked to Li Zhou's side. He skillfully connected the instrument interface to several key parts of his body. Soon, his physical and mental data were reflected in real time on the instrument display screen.
Xia Meng and Ou Xu moved over, put their heads together, and simultaneously stared intently at the screen, then turned their heads to look at each other.
They both saw confusion in each other's eyes.
Xia Meng: "Did you see anything?"
Ou Xu: "...I'm from the drainage department, and I don't understand clinical surgical equipment. What did you see?"
Xia Meng: "...Do you think a psychiatrist like me can understand it?"
Although Xia Meng majored in clinical medicine in college, there are still obvious differences between ordinary human medical equipment and sentry-specific equipment.
There is a lot more data and it needs to be cross-referenced.
Xia Meng sighed and decided to try everything possible.
Ou Xu said, "If we can't find the exact cause of the disease, we can only treat the corresponding symptoms first."
What he said coincided with Xia Meng's thoughts.
Since we don't know why he is like this, we can only deal with the symptoms that have already appeared in his body.
The instrument showed that his temperature was almost 40 degrees.
It's already considered a high fever.
Xia Meng said, "How about this, I'll prescribe him an injection to reduce the fever, and you can try to get me a blood test."
Ou Xu's eyes widened. "Are you sure? The blood test results will be entered into the system, right? Wouldn't that reveal everything?"
Xia Meng frowned: "That's right."
She lowered her eyes in thought, and soon came up with a solution: "I'll ask my teacher for help. Avoid going through the Black Tower and go to Jingda Hospital for testing. My teacher has acquaintances there and can find a way to avoid the Black Tower's detection system."
After hearing this, Ou Xu said it was no problem.
While Xia Meng was drawing blood, he said, "Before I leave, can I help you get him into the room? It's not a good idea for him to just sit on the sofa. Can you not help him by yourself?"
Xia Meng thought so too, so she stood up and motioned for him to hold Li Zhou's other side, then pointed to her room.
"Help me get to my room."
Ou Xu held onto one of Li Zhou's shoulders and turned to look at her suspiciously: "Your room?"
Xia Meng nodded towards Li Zhou's room: "Luo Xunfei is here."
After saying that, Xia Meng remembered that Luo Xunfei seemed to be having a fever as well.
"I forgot about him...why not check him out as well?"
Ou Xu laughed speechlessly. While holding Li Zhou up, he half-jokingly said, "Did you pick up Luo Xunfei from the street? We're both patients after all. As a doctor, can you treat us equally?"
The two men struggled to help Li Zhou onto the bed.
Xia Meng supported herself and stood up, shrugging her shoulders and saying frankly, "It can't be helped. We haven't figured out whether Luo Xunfei is a friend or foe yet. How can a passerby like him be treated the same as my boyfriend?"
Ou Xu clicked his tongue twice, stood up, and said, "Alright, stop showing off your affection and take good care of Li Zhou. I'll go check on the next room."
Ou Xu went into the next room and came out soon.
"Luo Xunfei should be fine. His injuries aren't serious. He's probably just exhausted and fell asleep."
The same diagnosis as Xia Meng.
She nodded, handed over the blood collection tube, and said, "Then I'll leave the blood test to you."
Ou Xu patted his chest and agreed.
Ou Xu went there quickly.
Xia Meng sat down beside the bed and carefully put a fever-reducing patch on Li Zhou's forehead.
Her palm caressed his cheek.
The body temperature is higher.
His forehead and neck were covered in sweat.
Xia Meng looked at him worriedly.
Everything was fine, why did it suddenly become like this?
It takes time for the fever-reducing medicine to work, so there is nothing we can do but wait.
Xia Meng sighed, took out her cell phone and began to organize all the clues she and Li Zhou had found there.
All the clues now point to Hermann and the Dreiser family having ulterior motives.
As to what they are planning and how they are planning to do it, it is still unclear.
You don't have to guess, it won't be a good thing.
So we have to crack the answer.
Xia Meng lowered her eyes and sorted things out while waiting for the results of the blood test.
As I waited, I began to feel sleepy.
…
"You've already kissed me, why won't you agree to be with me?!"
The boy's muffled voice came from behind him.
With a bit of coquettish meaning.
Xia Meng turned around and saw the "Li Zhou" in the absurd fantasy who was different from the reality.
The gray eyes are clear and clean.
And she herself was once again trapped in another Xia Meng's body.
She heard her own voice and said coldly, "You kissed me against my will."
"But you clearly—" Li Zhou paused, as if a little embarrassed, staring at her with a bit of annoyance, "I can clearly feel that you like me too."
She quickly replied, "I don't like you. I will never like you."
The words were as cold as a knife.
It's very hurtful.
Even Xia Meng herself felt that these words were too hurtful.
But she couldn't control herself.
The moment she said it, she clearly saw a look of hurt flash across "his" eyes.
Like a puppy soaked by the rain, he tried to hide under her umbrella, but was ruthlessly pushed back into the rain by her.
Xia Meng felt like a needle pricked her heart.
It's so uncomfortable.
The young man in front of her looked so much like her Li Zhou.
So much so that when she said she would never like "him", she couldn't help but think that she was hurting the real him.
Huh?
How did she get into this mental picture again?
Or... am I dreaming?
"Li Zhou" looked into her eyes calmly, then slowly fell on her lips.
Xia Meng lowered her eyes uncontrollably, avoiding eye contact.
"His" hand gently grasped her wrist without her knowing.
Like feeling her pulse.
Xia Meng heard her own heartbeat, thump, thump.
After a while, she heard "him" chuckle and whisper, "You're lying."
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