"Sayero, what are you talking about?"

Helo scrambled to his feet, listening intently to what Sayero's lips were twitching.

“X2I2……”

The man's throat rolled a few times, and he spat out a string of hoarse moans that were pieced together into a few recognizable letters.

"What is it, Sayero?" He looked up and frowned, trying to catch the other's stray gaze.

His eyes closed into a slit, and a glimmer of light welled up between the gaps in his eyelids, but it quickly dimmed, and he seemed to fall into a coma again.

Did Sayaro recognize him? This question flashed in Helo's mind, and he forcibly threw it aside, if it wasn't for the time to dwell on this, there must have been something unusual in Sayero's body.

He bent down, picked up sterile cotton to wipe the sweat off the man's body, deliberately ignored the unusually excited organs, covered Sayero's unhung body with a tarp, and pulled away the strands of hair that were entangled in the other party's neck.

Just this action, the emotions that have accumulated in his chest over the years seem to be pouring out, which makes him unbearable, and he has to close his eyes tightly, and his nasal cavity is sore.

Resisting the urge to kiss Sayaro through the oxygen mask, he straightened up and looked down at the other party, his thin lips pulling out a mocking arc.

"If you keep doing this, you'll have to rely on me, my adoptive brother, Sayero. It's a bit of a hassle—" Turning away from the sadness of a few seconds ago, Hero shrugged his shoulders and raised his eyebrows harshly, unable to help but make a foul tongue, "But it seems like it's not bad." I'm free and don't have to be in your hands. As for supporting you in the future, it will be as if I repay you for your kindness. You know, I'm a grateful person, and I remember clearly in my heart who was good to me and who was bad to me. ”

"I can't guarantee how much patience I have, though, after all, I've been looking for you for six years, and it's a lot of work to get you back from that hellish place. If you don't wake up, I'll have to send you to the hospital for monitoring and then start my new life. By the way, forget to tell you, the governor of Thorn Heaven values me very much, that old guy has the intention of supporting me, and I am still thinking about it. ”

"If I say yes, I hope you don't mind. Oh...... I forgot, even if you mind, you can't stop me, can you? ”

Helo said to himself, completely immersed in the pleasure of deliberately retaliating against Sayero for abandoning him, not noticing that the other party's fingers trembled slightly.

In the quiet and small space, the gentle air pressure distorted slightly.

The only floor lamp that was on flickered a few times and went out.

The entire medical area was plunged into darkness in an instant, and Helo froze in place, a chill rising from the soles of his feet, and he couldn't help but shiver. He immediately reached for the mechanical wristband on his wrist and turned on the searchlight, but the light also flickered, as if the battery was low.

Vigilantly guarding against the danger that might lurk around him, he popped out the sharp multi-tool blade on the mechanical bracer, and subconsciously pressed one hand on the glass cover of the medical cabin, as if protecting a treasure more important than life, but suddenly heard the screeching sound of a string of wheels brushing the ground, and the medical cabin automatically slid to the side and brushed his side. Inertia caused him to stagger to his knees.

"Sayero!"

He groped his way up in the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, but his ankles suddenly tightened, as if he had tripped over something like a wire. He bent down and grabbed under his feet, but a chill hit the back of his neck - Helo reached out and felt that the zipper of the isolation suit had broken all the way to the tail vertebrae, exposing the entire back of his back. A damp stream of air brushed against his fair, smooth skin and slid downward......

Helo jumped to his feet, nervously surveyed the dark surroundings, and retreated towards Sayero's medical module, but he crashed straight into a hard object behind him, and his waist hurt.

It's an operating table.

Realizing this, he stretched out his hand to the shadowless lamp above the operating table, but a kneeling leg on the table was "snapped" into the metal cuffs used to hold the patient's limbs on the table, and the restraint band on his buttocks was snapped up and twitched violently, as if he had been whipped.

Ignoring the hot pain in his buttocks, Helo hurriedly broke the metal buckle, and suddenly felt like a prey caught by a beast.

This terrible association made him break out in a cold sweat, and his blood was about to freeze.

But that's not the most terrifying thing - he has a kind of ...... The feeling of being watched.

What's there...... In the dark, at close distance, staring at his back.

He turned around with lightning speed, and the blade on his arm turned into a sharp wind and slashed backwards, only to cut through nothingness. There was nothing behind him but air, exactly the same as in the bathroom just now. His movements were pointless, except to tear the hole in his back a little wider.

A stream of air poured in from between the wide zippers, penetrating into every gap of his tight isolation suit, as if someone was breathing against his body.

Helo couldn't help but tremble, the nerve that was not afraid of death atrophied, and he really panicked. Whenever he was like this, he seemed to be a child from years ago, and instinctively wanted to call out to Sayero, but he immediately realized that Sayaro could not protect him, so he raised his arm and slashed at the position of the shadowless lamp above his head.

The glass instantly "crackled" with a loud bang and shattered to the ground.

Immediately afterward, there was a rush of footsteps at the door.

Ando and a few other medical androids appeared at the door a few seconds later, and the red emergency lights illuminated the mess in the medical area—the medical pod containing Sayaro was pushed to the edge of the operating table, and the one who was supposed to care for the person was handcuffed to the table with a shocked expression on his face, the zipper of his normally tightly slit, ascetic isolation gown wide open, revealing a graceful back.

If it weren't for outer space, Ando would have suspected that there had been a robbery here, or that the two brothers had a fight or simply "", but unfortunately all three seemed at the moment.

"Nothing that shouldn't have happened here last night...... Ando looked at the wolf bèi young man on the operating table, and slowly untied the "trap" for him, asking a little gloatingly.

Anticipating what shameless conjecture this guy was going to make, Helo jumped off the operating table, grabbed the other party's neck and warned coldly: "You shut up for me." ”

Ando raised his hands in a surrender gesture to avoid being beaten, and pouted: "I don't mean to disturb your brothers' reminiscences, but I want to know, how did you get yourself to the operating table?" I mean, you're not trying to play some weird sex game with Sayero, are you? Can you bring me one? ”

"Get out!"

Helo's heart palpitated, and he spat out a word from his pale lips, and pulled off the other party's coat and put it on, barely dispelling the creepy feeling that penetrated deep into the bone marrow. He looked around nervously, his voice trembling a little, "Did you see anything strange when you came in just now?" ”

Ando mysteriously leaned on the frame and leaned closer to his ear.

"There's no weird thing, but there's one that makes people excited."

“………”

Helo snatched the door and walked away with a blank face.