Gospel of Lazy Cancer

Chapter 132 The Adjutant Doesn’t Want to Be Loyal 6

In the morning, Park Jiayan woke up on time according to the biological clock, and then heard the notification from the optical brain.

"Marshal, the adjutant is preparing breakfast for you in the kitchen, and it is expected to be finished in 15 minutes."

Sure enough, certain punishments are more effective than rewards, and Park Jiayan got up happily.

The air was filled with the aroma of food, and upon noticing his arrival, the adjutant looked up, showing a gentle smile as in the past: "Good morning, Marshal."

Warm sunlight poured in through the windows, imbuing the officer's residence alone with a warm atmosphere and softening the outline of the marshal.

"What to eat?"

"I heated up the milk and made bacon omelette toast," the adjutant shyly lowered his head to put the food on a plate and put it on the table. "I got up late today, so I don't have any preparations, so I'll make it simple. I will prepare it in advance tonight." , can I drink soy milk tomorrow morning?"

He raised his eyes to look at the marshal, with a trace of timidity in his eyes.Obviously yesterday's experience left a shadow on him.

"En." Park Jiayan became cold and hard again, and suddenly lost his appetite, and he didn't know why he was suddenly blocked in his heart.Because the adjutant is afraid of himself?

Being treated coldly by the marshal, the adjutant became even more uneasy. He sat opposite the marshal, cut the toast into pieces, and stuffed it into his mouth mechanically.

"Let's go." The marshal who was full was still the cold marshal.

"Yes." The adjutant said obediently.

The adjutant was a little out of shape throughout the morning. When he was standing behind the Marshal, his eyes frequently looked behind him, as if he was studying some weird creature, but when the Marshal looked at him, his eyes would immediately avoid it.

"Adjutant, adjutant?" The marshal called Yao Chen twice before the latter could react.

Facing the frowning marshal, the adjutant was at a loss, and only answered the marshal's question after being reminded by another subordinate, without any mistakes.

"Marshal, I'm going to prepare lunch." Knowing that he was out of shape, the adjutant hid out, trying to use the time alone to calm down.

"Adjutant, are you okay?" The subordinate officer approached him and asked with concern.

Yao Chen distanced himself from him calmly, and said, "I'm fine. I went to the training ground yesterday and over-exercised."

"Oh, that's good. Take care of yourself!"

"I understand, thank you."

By the afternoon, the adjutant had adjusted, and he concentrated on his work. He was as comprehensive as before, and asked the marshal before leaving get off work: "Do you have dinner arrangements?"

The adjutant acted cautiously, like a child who, despite being punished and not understanding what he had done wrong, would still pretend to be good to his elders and beg for forgiveness.

Park Jiayan: What should I do if it gets more blocked?Forget it, let him rest.

He kindly said, "You don't need to make dinner."

Yao Chen returned home, ate something casually, washed up, took medicine, and then lay down in the treatment cabin.

In the dark, with his eyes open, he remained awake despite the comforting, nerve-relieving treatment.

He thought he was being watched.

It's not just a device for monitoring the body for therapeutic purposes, there should be other means, otherwise how would the marshal know that he was in the training room last night?Do you still doubt your relationship with Jason?He must have obtained more detailed information.

In the closed but safe environment of the treatment cabin, Yao Chen had a deep reflection. He misjudged the marshal's character, was misled by the adjutant's memory, took wrong countermeasures, and paid a heavy price for it.

He had to be more cautious to learn from a pitfall, but fortunately, this mistake was discovered in time, and he did not reveal his true purpose, and did not cause irreparable consequences.

What happened last night made Yao Chen firm up his determination to leave.

Forget about Maddha, he's still a ghost!

Say goodbye.

The treatment time passed quickly, Yao Chen crawled out, wrapped in a bathrobe, and began to prepare for the marshal's breakfast tomorrow.

He soaked the black beans in water so that he could grind the soybean milk tomorrow.

Between cooking and training that amounted to abuse, Yao Chen chose the former.

It is a man who can stretch and shrink, cross out, bend and stretch.

Appropriate compromise and showing weakness can lower the opponent's vigilance and win the chance to escape.

Yao Chen lay on the bed, closed his eyes, let go of his mental strength, and explored his surroundings.After all, it is S-level, and basic investigations are easy to grasp.It’s like having a 3D scanner in your brain, which can present the surrounding environment and dynamics to your mind without eyesight. It is more sensitive than your eyes and can capture tiny airflows and changes.

He slowly slowed his breathing and heartbeat, making them appear to be asleep.

After about an hour, his mental power detected that his optical brain was turned on, and the camera mode was turned on.

Yao Chen's heart was not fluctuating, and he even wanted to laugh.

He bet fifty cents that the idiot who was spying on the adjutant was the Marshal.

Looking through his previous memories, he never found out about this incident. The adjutant even thought that the marshal ignored him, and that their bond was completely maintained by his shameless and unilateral pursuit.

Another question arose in Yao Chen's heart: When did this surveillance behavior start?

He decided to try it out.

In the projection, Qingjuan's young man did not sleep soundly. He moved a few times on the bed, as if troubled by nightmares and struggling hard.

The adjutant's face was exposed outside the quilt, his mouth opened and closed, and he made a very low whimpering sound, which was hard to hear clearly because it was talking in sleep.

The man staring at the projection gave an instruction: "Replay the clip just now, turn up the volume, and analyze the content."

The optical brain started running immediately, and the adjutant's voice became clear.

"No, don't! Marshal...I dare not..."

Before he realized it, Park Jiayan let out a sigh.

Are you having nightmares about yourself?Did you hurt him yourself?

There was a trace of panic in my heart.

The next day, Yao Chen turned on his optical brain and received a notice that he was on leave because the medical officer asked him to go for a physical examination.

He grinded soy milk for himself with the beans soaked yesterday, and while drinking, he sighed: The actor in his previous life didn't take it for nothing!

It was originally agreed with the medical officer to go for the physical examination on Yao Chen's rest day to avoid affecting work, but now the sudden change must be due to the marshal playing a role in it.

The medical officer's reason is ready-made: "You have just resumed training, and your physical and mental strength have reached their limit. I need to check to see if it will affect your condition."

Faced with this very cooperative patient, the medical officer was also a little helpless, and secretly complained that the marshal didn't know how to cherish his subordinates.Don't know if he hasn't fully recovered yet?

Hearing the marshal's suggestion, it seemed that the adjutant was still being psychologically shadowed during the training, causing his restlessness and sleep quality to decline.

"You don't look very happy, is there something wrong with my health?" Yao Chen asked.

The medical officer suppressed his complaints, and said to his patient: "This is not true. As expected, you are recovering well. It's just that the human brain is a very sophisticated instrument. Even if technology is very advanced today, no one can say it completely. Master the secret. Memory and emotion are closely related and affect each other, you must pay attention to your mental state, don't take it lightly, and tell me if there is anything abnormal."

The hint from the medical officer was already very clear, and Yao Chen looked embarrassed, as if he was making up his mind.Finally, he spoke.

"I didn't adjust as well as I did on the surface, and although I knew I wanted to get back my old feelings, I was a little bit resistant (actually very resistant), and I had a very strong feeling for someone, even if it was just getting back. A little bit, I can't bear it, I'm in a state of out of control, I don't know what I will become after recovering. And..." He gritted his teeth, looking a little ashamed, "I found that he is a little different recently, a little strange , I can't tell... I don't know what kind of attitude I should use to face him."

The medical officer asked gently: "Is he your lover?"

The adjutant looked at him in surprise, and retorted dumbfoundedly: "How is that possible!"

"how is this possible!"

The adjutant's voice fell on the Marshal's ears word for word.

Park Jiayan: You are self-aware.

But the heart fell into restlessness.

Ignoring the strangeness, he concentrated on listening to the adjutant's words of admiration and admiration for him.

"He is the most important person in my life, like a father, like a big brother, like a teacher, like a friend, like an officer, he is strong-willed, omnipotent, a natural leader, I am willing to follow him, listen to him, obey him all my life He, moving in the direction he leads, strives for his goal, even if he sacrifices everything."

The adjutant talked endlessly about his fanatical admiration, and in the eyes of the medical officer, he has become a brainless marshal, and finally ended with "He is the sun, he does not belong to someone, he belongs to the Federation".

Medical officer: "..."

Yao Chen gave himself a thumbs up. He expressed that he regards the scumbag as his father, and he has no desire to monopolize him. This is definitely not love, so he subtly makes the other party relax and lose interest in him. A chance to find a little wolf dog.

After all, husky or something, he really can't hold it!

The medical officer decided to put the brain-dead symptoms aside and focus on the more urgent diseases at present.

"You just said that he has changed recently. I am a little concerned. Would you mind talking about it?"

The adjutant's face turned pale, as if remembering something that frightened him, he bit his lips uneasily, the medical officer's heart tightened, realizing that this might be the key point, he tried to convince the other party: "I want to help You, can you tell me?"

The adjutant was silent for a long time. When the medical officer thought he would not speak, the adjutant's teeth finally let go of his lips. He said discouragedly, "He is very angry."

The medical officer understood that the "he" in the adjutant's mouth was referring to the marshal, and tried to persuade: "Who are you angry with?"

"Mine," the adjutant bowed his head, putting his hands neatly on his knees, "I did something wrong, which made him angry; I didn't know what I did wrong, and he was even more angry. I'm so stupid, I do not like this……"

"Did you tell him what you think?"

"I have reported the cause and effect of the incident, but that doesn't seem to be doing anything."

After listening to the adjutant's detailed description of what happened before the marshal's mood change, the medical officer was full of sympathy for him. As an outsider, he already understood that the marshal's reaction was not anger, but jealousy.

He comforted the adjutant, and decided to tell a white lie because of his condition: "Maybe he was worried about your safety and was too nervous. After all, you were injured so badly this time that you almost couldn't wake up; or maybe he just died because of other things." Annoyance, you were just unlucky enough to hit the muzzle."

"Thank you for your kindness, I still have self-knowledge," the adjutant felt that the first reason was definitely not possible, "As for venting anger, his personality is wise and calm, although he did lose his temper when he was young... Now the situation is tense and the pressure is relatively high , Well, it seems to make sense..."

The medical officer breathed a sigh of relief, so let it be.

After sending away the adjutant who was so grateful, the medical officer felt that his conscience was hurting.

Therefore, when facing the marshal, his tone was not kind: "He is a patient and needs to be taken care of. You must restrain your emotions and properly handle the relationship between you." He bit the last two words seriously. .

"What's the relationship?" Park Jiayan was puzzled.

"You heard it just now. He respects you very much, trusts you, and treats you as everything except his lover. What about you? Do you have desire for him?"

"He's my adjutant." Park Jiayan replied without hesitation.

The medical officer's heart sank, the marshal did not deny it, he answered irrelevant questions, and evaded in a disguised form, seeing that he answered very quickly and was still unconscious.

The medical officer decided to give another rescue: Your performance is completely jealous! !

When he heard the medical officer's absurd conclusion, the marshal snorted unceremoniously and questioned his professional ability.

Medical officer: "..." He is a doctor with first-class skills. He saves lives but cannot save people who do not admit that they are sick.

The marshal asked without expectation: "So, your treatment plan?"

"Just stay away from him."