Cheng Yuanzheng lay motionless, sweating all over, like collapse and fainting.
White coat came to check his physical condition and kept recording various data changes.
"You watch and I'll have dinner."
The white coat explained to the two guards, locked the record book, checked that the video monitoring equipment was running normally, and then entered the password to open the door.
The two guards stood motionless, strong and straight, as if they could stand to the end of the world.
There was only a slight sound of the machine running in the room, and the bright incandescent lamp showed everything.
The little fox was next to Cheng Yuanzheng's hand, and the little claw under the fluff gently clicked on the back of Cheng Yuanzheng's sweaty hand.
Cheng Yuanzheng's muscles suddenly stiffened and then forcibly relaxed. It seemed that he was just unconscious spasm in a coma, and he couldn't see the waves in his heart!
He concentrated. Even if he didn't really fall asleep for a few days, his body's response to long-term training was still sharp.
He touched the warm soft paw meat pad of the little fox.
The little fox cleverly repeated the long and half touch just now.
It's really the Morse code!
Begonia, please call back.
Begonia, please answer!
God! Is he dreaming?!
Cheng Yuanzheng's fingers trembled, secretly and regularly touched the little fox's body, and replied to a short question without hesitation.
The little fox paused for a moment, as if to find a fun game and repeat it with his actions.
Cheng Yuanzheng was stiff and restrained the impulse to open his eyes and get up.
Is the little fox learning to move? Learning fast, right.
But how does it get back?
Is he still dreaming?
Cheng Yuanzheng endured disappointment and quietly continued to pretend to be unconscious, rest and recover his strength.
He was injected with medicine once a day, and the pain became more and more severe, but he could carry it.
When the little fox bites his fingertips every day, he will notice an obvious feeling of Qingming, as if it is absorbing the toxins in his body.
Then the little fox's body will quickly lose temperature and become cold. Fortunately, it is not stiff, otherwise he doubts whether the little fox has been poisoned.
Like now.
When Cheng Yuanzheng's fingertips hurt and his head cleared, he clearly felt the rapid loss of temperature of the little fox on the back of his hand.
There was a flash in his mind!
Did the little fox get in touch with Su Haitang through such changes, er, using some supernatural forces, such as transmitting some ultra long-range and ultra covert frequency sound waves?
Cheng Yuanzheng was thinking and looking forward to it uncontrollably, and the pain caused by the medicine in his body became insignificant.
Su Haitang snapped for another action, and some small beads of sweat exuded from the tip of his nose. He was not tired, but excited!
She finally waited for the little fox and read what the little guy said when he slapped Lingquan: I'm Cheng, who are you.
"You are so capable! My God! You are my hero!"
Su Haitang jumped into Lingquan, hugged the little fox and rubbed it affectionately.
The little fox bent his eyes and rubbed into her arms. He couldn't rub it, and sobbed wrongfully.
"Darling, be patient again. When you finish your task and come back, we can meet! Can you learn another paragraph? God, you're so smart! You're an angel!"
Su Haitang was so excited that she wanted to cry! He took the time to teach the little fox some password language. After confirming that it was correct, he urged him to go back quickly.
The little fox lost his temper and stared at her with red eyes.
"Darling, I know it's not time for you to go out. I'll wait for you here. Will you come back immediately after you pass the message? I'll wait for you."
The little fox snuggled up to her and dawdled around like a spoiled child.
"I miss you too, so I want to help you finish your task quickly. Come back. I'll make you delicious food, boiled chicken slices, three cups of chicken, spicy chicken and flower chicken. Will you do it all?"