Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

  Cheng Yuanzheng was full of trouble for more than half an hour, his energy was almost exhausted, his eyes were scattered, he was panting like a dead dog, as if he was going to faint in the next second.

   Changed into a white suit, a young man with neatly groomed black hair came in, took off his sunglasses, and unexpectedly shouted: "Cheng Yuanzheng?"

   Cheng Yuanzheng was paralyzed like a dead dog, lingering on, and lacking even the slightest response.

   "Ji Fengyun?" The young man changed his name indifferently, his sunglasses dangling in his hands.

   Cheng Yuanzheng's pupils flickered and reacted, he focused on him with great effort, and moved his lips for a long while: "Yao Wang, you bastard!"

   After scolding a **** silently, Cheng Yuanzheng passed out happily.

   Yao Wang took off his wig, unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, raised his eyebrows wickedly and asked the woman who was pulling Cheng Yuanzheng's eyelids to check her pupils.

"How?"

   The woman gave a noble and glamorous smile.

   "I fainted. I didn't respond after carrying it for half an hour, I'm really not a man."

   Yao Wang grinned weirdly.

   "Master Ji was originally a half-eunuch, don't be angry baby, my brother loves you."

   Yao Wang took the glamorous beauty and left, turned around and ordered the white coat.

   "Look at him, if you don't recognize the person when you wake up, report it immediately!"

"Yes."

  The door was gently closed, and there was only a slight sound of breathing in the room.

   Cheng Yuanzheng closed his eyes and lay down to rest to recover his strength, but the strings in his mind were taut.

   The body temperature of the little fox at hand began to drop sharply again, and it felt soft and soft, like a doll without any signs of life.

  Kecheng expedition understands that it is still alive, just entering an instinctive self-healing hibernation state.

   This is not the first time this has happened. Cheng Yuanzheng vaguely felt that his injury this time was not as serious as he imagined, and that he was still thanks to the little fox.

   There will be blessings in the afterlife, and he is a blessing in disguise this time.

   Cheng Yuanzheng put his hand next to the motionless little fox, observing its changes at any time, and consolidating the memory repeatedly in his mind.

   He can see faces a little more clearly, but he doesn't seem to be used to this memory method. The forgetting speed is faster than he expected, and it takes more effort than a child learning to speak.

   Unlike his daughter-in-law, no matter when and where, even if he closes his eyes, he can immediately think of her face, and he can even figure out an eyelash that has fallen out.

   Is it really related to the congestion in his brain? How many times has it been shaken by the explosion this time, has it improved?

  But the army medical examination did not mention this!

   Could it be another misunderstanding and coincidence?

   This is not the most important thing. The injected drugs are also good, although it is difficult, but it is not unbearable, it is not a big deal.

   His performance today was considered a pass, temporarily dispelling Yao Wang's suspicions.

   But don’t take it lightly.

  Drugs, this is a new direction of investigation.

   Got to send the news back.

   I just hope that the news of his sacrifice will not bring too much sadness to his relatives.

   His daughter-in-law should be waiting for him, right? She is only eighteen now, not yet of marriageable age, and he still has time.

   Two days passed, Su Haitang looked at her grandfather in disbelief, and pinched her palm.

   "I didn't seem to hear what you said just now."

  He Anbang frowned slightly, looking at his granddaughter who was unwilling to accept the reality with a little worry.

   "Girl, you heard it right. Comrade expedition, sacrificed."

  Su Haitang took a deep breath and waited for the whirlwind in her mind.

   She silently stared at the grandfather standing behind the desk for a long time, then turned around and rushed out of the office.

   "I'm going to the toilet."

   He Anbang didn't stop her, looking at her windy back with complicated eyes.

   Can the granddaughter bear such bad news?