The doctor's words were calm and helpless, but Zachary had a kind of despair that his highness had an incurable disease and his life was short, why? Medical magic could not be used, what did that mean? The treatment itself was a greater injury, so how should his injuries be healed?

"Okay, thank you guys. Degas said lightly, these are all common sense questions, and Zachary was anxious, "Leave the rest to us!"

The Medical Mage Door stopped healing and left Degas's room.

Zachary stood on the side of the bed, secretly clenched his fists, looked at Xia Feng's quiet sleeping face, and suddenly said, "I'm going to take him back." ”

"Stop convulsing and keep an eye on him. Degas rebuked in a slightly hoarse voice.

"I didn't have a convulsion, and someone would have cured him when I went back. ”

"Where are you going?"

"I ......" Zachary was speechless for a while, without Xia Feng's order, kill him, and he didn't dare to reveal their identities, who knows what will happen later.

Zachary looked at Degas with a bitter face, lowered his head and muttered, "Anyway, it will be better......"

"If he's injured far from home, are you going to take him home too?" Degas said angrily, "Or is your family so powerful that there's a sage-level medical magician waiting to treat him?"

Sage!?

There are only a few people in the world, I am afraid they can be counted on two hands, and they are all old people with strange tempers, who are in a transcendent position anywhere in the world, and they dare to provoke a terrible existence casually, not to mention anyone's family, even the royal families of various countries are also out of reach.

Zachary covered his face in pain and squatted on the ground, Degas was right, he knew it was just wishful thinking, but ......

"So what to do...... He was so badly injured...... What to do......"

The feeling of helplessness almost consumed him, besieging him to death, and Zachary had never felt that he was willing to be so vulnerable.

A big cold hand slapped on Zachary's head, slapping his whole head with a buzzing sound, but it made him instantly break free from the heavy emotions just now. He looked up at Degas, who was staring at him condescendingly.

"Your Excellency?!"

"Cheer up, you still have to take care of him, didn't the doctor say, he needs to recuperate, Hiss will come back and see you like this, I'm afraid I'm going to beat you to death." Zachary turned his head to look at Xia Feng on the bed, and Degas continued, "Now that his situation has stabilized, you take care of him, I'll take care of the things outside." ”

"Uh, why don't I go?"

"Can you handle it?"

"I can't handle it. ”

"That's nonsense, don't you want to see your baby wake up as soon as possible?"

"Yes!"

Degas rolled his eyes, turned around and walked out the door, this kind of idiot he actually bothered to talk to him, what a ...... He's going to be an idiot too.

Zachary stood up and stared at Degas's back in a daze.

Degas Eric Gladstone, the person who can be valued by His Royal Highness of their family is really not ordinary, isn't it?

Thank you!

Peshawar and Gna and others were waiting for news near the officers' quarters, Degas came out and told them that Xia Feng needed to recuperate, don't worry, let everyone go back first, pacify this side, and he immediately went to Austin to explain the situation, the soldier was kidnapped, no matter what the real reason for this kind of thing is, it will not be wrong to inform the first person in charge as soon as possible.

It was breakfast time, Austin listened to Degas's report, trembled with anger, and almost knocked over the cups and plates on the table, but the last thing he wanted was to lose his temper in front of Degas, the Gladstone family is a famous nobleman, although it is now in decline, but many things exist in their bones, such as the rest and pride of being a nobleman; 。

"I'll report to the higher-ups, take care of this, you go back first!" Austin said to Degas.

Degas didn't talk much nonsense, it was just a formality, he never expected this guy to solve any problems, people who were used to groveling and going from side to side will never be trustworthy, unless it's profitable - is it profitable for soldiers to go missing? Of course not, let alone profit, it's almost the same as being punished when things get big.

If you really encounter something, you have to solve it yourself.

Degas called a meeting of the whole battalion, of course, he knew his men best, and if the disappearance of the soldiers was related to the slave trade, the soldiers in his battalion were the most dangerous, at least in terms of appearance, enough to crush other teams, and naturally the most suitable for high-ranking slaves. But for the sake of caution, Degas did not tell everyone this, so as not to cause confusion, he only emphasized to everyone to protect his own safety and the safety of his comrades, and asked the junior officers to rearrange night patrols and stand guards, which should not be sloppy in the future.

It was already noon after a convention, and his men reported that Austin had sent someone to investigate the canyon. Degas returned to the dormitory noncommittally, and saw that Heath and Rabbi were there, and he knew that he knew that he might not find anything on the other side of the canyon.

It is already a sure thing that these people have a close relationship with the imperial court and the military department to be able to mobilize the Praetorian Guards in the capital region, but could it be that the final ownership of this unit has already been decided?

Everything is just speculation, and even if Degas has analyzed eight or nine or ten, he has no way of knowing.

Are you sure you want to know?

Xiao Jin's words echoed in his ears, Degas looked at the young man who was still unconscious on the bed, and suddenly realized that the question was not important at all, and what if he knew his true identity, the relationship between them would not change much, but might become a constraint on each other, and it would be as easy as it was now.

Degas was subconsciously afraid to know the truth, he knew very well that once the truth was revealed, it was the time for the teenager to leave, and he could escape, but the reality of the 'truth' affected everything between them, which made him confused, and even ignored the capriciousness and contradiction in his own cognition.

Degas's private dormitories are almost hotels, and they are still the kind of gray and oppressive little hotels. A room full of people guarding an injured person, how to look at it is a little scary. Unable to stand this atmosphere, he kept busy outside, and personally went to the headquarters to arrange the specific work of strengthening the guard and patrolling, during which the investigation results of the canyon also came out, and sure enough, there were no clues, and even the traces of the battle were erased.

Austin felt that he had been tricked, and sent someone to find Degas to ask for a clear explanation, but was rejected by the irritable Degas, explaining that he was full of this kind of thing to fool him, and he couldn't find out that it was your own incompetence, and he didn't have the energy or time to play games with the stupid.

It wasn't until late that Degas returned to the dormitory, and the bastard boy hadn't woken up yet, damn, how badly was he's hurting? He keenly felt that the injuries on Kim's body were not just caused by this incident...... The court is too ruthless in employing people, damn!

He has been working hard to appease other people, trying very hard to control his emotions, he also has limits, he also wants to be an ordinary person who gets angry when he wants to get angry, and kicks the table when he wants to......

It was about Degas's resentment that was too heavy, and Xia Feng finally woke up before he completely broke out, and at this time it was almost the limit of everyone's waiting.

Xia Feng opened his eyes, his vision was not clear, and Hiss, who had always been guarding the bedside, noticed his movement for the first time.

"Kim?" was uncertain caution in his voice.

“...... Hiss ......" Xia Feng reacted for two seconds, cracking his mouth and laughing.

"You're awake!" Hiss breathed a large sigh of relief.

"I'm thirsty......" Xia Feng hoarsely spoke.

"Zachary, water!" Heath hurriedly shouted, helping Xia Feng to sit up from the bed.

Zachary, who was drowsy, was clever, and hurriedly poured water, and his brain was a little unresponsive.

The rabbi rubbed his eyes and saw Xia Feng sitting up, and rushed over excitedly: "Boss, you're finally awake!"

Zachary hurriedly handed over the water, staring nervously at Xia Feng's every move.

Xia Feng drank water, moistened his throat, looked at the three nervous people in front of him, and finally couldn't help laughing.

"Frightened?" Xia Feng asked.

Zachary and Rabbi nodded frantically.

"Breath!" Xia Feng sneered, handed the water cup to Hiss, looked out the window into the darkness and asked, "How long have I slept?"

"One day and one night. Hiss replied.

Xia Feng closed his eyes, and his originally shallow voice suddenly exploded: "Then what are you still doing here? Waiting to collect my body? Let's go, hurry up!"

said that he would leave tonight, but he was still delaying time here.

When the three of them saw that he was in such good spirits, the string that was still tense in their hearts finally relaxed completely, and they got up and walked out without saying a word.

"Rabi!" Xia Feng suddenly shouted as he remembered something.

"I know, I know!" said the rabbin, his tone was full of dissatisfaction and anger.

They are all strange existences that can recover their spirits in an instant, Degas watched them leave in surprise, it was incredible, when Zachary left just now, he solemnly saluted himself, he found it in his conscience, did he know how to respect the chief?

"Degas!" Xia Feng beckoned to him, borrow your hand.

Degas didn't feel strange at all about Xia Feng's request, walked over, stretched out his hand and said: "You can toss it, for your strength, I will tease you in the future, I have to consider the consequences." ”

"Heh, as if I had done something with you, am I such a violent person?" Xia Feng dragged Degas's hand, spread out his palm, and drew something on it.

Degas sat behind Xia Feng, his arms around his shoulders and stretched out to the front, his chin just touched the top of the other party's head, and his tall body completely covered the slender young man, as if holding him in his arms, showing an extremely ambiguous posture.