Thinking about it, if someone said to me when I failed the exam:
You can do such a thing, it is undoubtedly just. In the midst of hardships and dangers, you will have many vigorous years. You will meet the best comrades, brothers and teachers, unimaginable weapons of different civilizations, and more than one A miraculous victory...but in the end, you will most likely die on the battlefield.
"Even if there is hesitation, I will accept it in the end, right? I will."
In this case, there is nothing to worry about anymore, let alone regrets.
At this point, Han Qingyu felt that he was mentally ready for the next battle, that is, ready to finally bid farewell to this life.
All he has to do now is stay with his parents for a few more days.
Feeling relieved, he took the initiative to pick up the college entrance examination score sheet, read it carefully several times, and calculated the total score. It feels a bit absurd to think that I failed the exam and met Lao Jian and embarked on this path because I was held back by English. However, later I always fought with many foreigners and could communicate well with them in English. , interesting, I couldn’t help but laugh for a while.
When I put down the score sheet, I accidentally glanced again and saw two blue albums placed at the bottom. Thinking about it, they should be the graduation photo album and message album.
"This..." I won't open it and read it. Do you really want to review it seriously? I can't say how embarrassing it would be to feel like that, but it was also unavoidable that I felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
Thinking about myself at that time, and those teachers and classmates who had been with each other for a long time... they must have been greatly surprised in these years. Then because they found out that it was me and the plague chicken, they felt a lot of emotions and put away many unimportant things. The story was told to many people.
Fortunately, I don’t have any interesting stories, except that I once caught a few snakes from the campus with my bare hands and sold them.
No, thinking about it this way, there should be a lot of plague chickens? ! In those years, although he never got really close to any of his female classmates or fell in love, he always showed off and talked a lot, and he really provoked a lot of people.
Why has it been so long and nothing has exploded? Could it be that he had secretly used some method early in the morning to suppress them all?
Well, it's very possible that this is something he can do.
It's a pity, I wonder what those female classmates back then would say about him now? Do you secretly recall and lament in your heart that the story of youth is actually only a little bit short? How will you mention it to your son and daughter and say, this Second Lieutenant Xixi Fengrui Wen is actually your Uncle Wen Jifei, so close It's your dad...
This night, Han Qingyu looked back and reunited with his ordinary self, and he thought endlessly about many insignificant questions.
He fell asleep.
The nerves were like a stretched net, the pressure was relaxed, and even the body seemed to have temporarily forgotten the pain. Han Qingyu slept so deeply, so peacefully and peacefully for the first time in a long time.
I slept until almost noon the next day.
…………
First day at home.
Han Qingyu washed up hastily, and after lunch, he went out to the nearby Azure Base. In a state that was close to seeing a minor cold, he went to Zhe Qiuhong for examination and treatment.
But Zhe Qiuhong used a lot of advanced equipment and spent nearly three hours doing this examination on him.
And she frowned almost the whole time during the examination.
"What are you doing? With your frown, I feel like I'm about to die." After finally getting off the examination table, Han Qingyu complained while putting on his clothes and pants.
There was nothing uncomfortable about it. He was used to being "chiguoguo" in front of Zhe Qiuhong.
Not only him, but also He Tangtang and Wu Xi have long been used to it. As early as that year, when a group of them fled to the Injustice City, they had already begun such a "humiliating" life.
In He Tangtang's words, in the days that followed, it gradually became difficult for me to feel the existence of gender when getting along with Dr. Zhe.
"Shut up, don't make any noise yet." Zhe Qiuhong stopped scolding a certain young major, and did not respond or say a word. He leaned on the table nearby and wrote and wrote for more than an hour.
Then, he finally came over with a notebook and a huge medicine tray and said, "Why are you wearing it? Take it off."
Han Qingyu had no choice but to take it off again and lay down Chi Guoguo.
"There are no clear signs of dying soon. Your body is recovering, and the recovery speed is good. But as you said yourself, your Yanxu was seriously injured this time, and because you have completed the fusion with him, this time The impact is far greater than before.”
As Zhe Qiuhong spoke, he moved his hands, along the space between the spine and ribs, and inserted the crystalline tubes, which were about the length of a knuckle and the thickness of a Wahaha straw, into Han Qingyu's back one by one.
"What do you mean by this? What I mean is, how big is the impact you are talking about?" Han Qingyu asked silently enduring the pain.
The transistor seems to have a built-in micro source energy excitation device with very low power, but it has begun to work independently, constantly emitting energy fluctuations like electric current in a special and regular rhythm.
"It's so big that if it dies, you will probably die too. If it dies, you may not be able to beat me from now on." As Zhe Qiuhong spoke, he completed the first step of "intubation".
After wiping his hands, he took out a set of complex external small devices, turned Han Qingyu over to face up, and began to attach them to his chest and kidneys.
"But in fact, I'm not very sure. What I just said are just my inferences. Human beings have no experience in treating inflammation and decay, and I have no practical experience. Therefore, the treatment plan prepared for you this time can only be It is conservative. I hope that through energy stimulation and the creation of a source energy environment, it can wake up on its own, actively request energy, and try to repair it. This process may take a long time, so you have to be patient."
While operating, Zhe Qiuhong said.
After saying that, without waiting for Han Qingyu to answer, he continued: "I know what you want to say now. You may not have much time to wait, right?"
Han Qingyu nodded, "So, is there a non-conservative way? It's okay to be faster and take a little risk."
"No." Zhe Qiuhong paused and said, "Even if there is, it only exists in reasoning, and I won't choose to try it."
"Why?"
"I can't take the risk of killing you. Can you understand me? I can't let the world feel that you died in my hands. Because once that happens, I will be suspected and suffer a huge loss. Anger. Subsequently, it is likely that we will no longer be able to get support to implement the Tinder Plan.”
"Oh." Han Qingyu nodded, but did not continue to pester or force him, because he was also afraid that he would die like this. This time, he was mentally prepared. He was not afraid that he would die, but he must not die on the hospital bed or operating table. superior.
"So, the Tinder Plan has been supported and is ready to be implemented?" Han Qingyu asked, changing the subject.
"Speaker Kemore mentioned it to me once and said he would try his best to promote it, but there is no specific plan or time yet." Zhe Qiuhong finished installing the external device, raised his hands empty, and looked up and down Han Qingyu's body.
"By the way, now, you won't object anymore, will you?" Zhe Qiuhong asked, maintaining an observation attitude.
She still remembered that Han Qingyu was disgusted with the "Fire" project back then. She felt that this so-called exploration and survival based on the assumption of "losing the Blue Star homeland and most of the human race" was not only meaningless, but also unfair and could easily shake people's hearts. .
"Are you opposed?" Han Qingyu thought for a while and said, "That's not it. I feel like it doesn't matter. The situation is like this, so you might as well give it a try. No matter what the final result is, it has little to do with us."
"Well, we are already preparing, and have been preparing." Zhe Qiuhong said: "I decided to bring some ordinary people, young people, even young ones, in the fleet."
"How ordinary?"
"As you said, you were as ordinary as a plague chicken."
"That's fine."
"Well, I realized that in the course of human history, not everything is done by the most elite group in existence. Some of the people who really decide the final direction often come from ordinary groups at a certain stage. The environment of the times they grew up in Different, the baptism of reality received is different, different flowers may bloom, and no one can predefine the final ordinary or extraordinary."
"Tsk tsk, Doctor Xiaozhe has made some progress. He has seen the great power of the people." Han Qingyu said with a smile, preparing to get up, and asked with his eyes if it was okay?
"I specially brought a few children among them who recognized and admired you very much." Zhe Qiuhong continued without commenting in his eyes.
Han Qingyu: "What?"
Zhe Qiuhong: "I hope that there will be your shadow and your influence in the fleet. I mean, I hope that there will be some people in the new human group that may be lonely and small in the future. They do not want to be us, but hope that I can become someone like you.”
"Oh, I understand. Agree. I also think you can't just be a group of scientists." Han Qingyu said with a smile.
"But now I suddenly want your influence and presence in the voyage fleet to be greater." Zhe Qiuhong said.
"What do you mean? There's no way I can go with you."
"I know. Are you still fertile? Qingzi." Her eyes looked straight, locked in position, and expressed her intention directly and frankly.
"..."
"Fusing Yanxi will not affect fertility, right? How about I check it out?"
"What do you want to do?!"
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you. But if you don't mind, I hope I can borrow some from you...extract some for cryopreservation and take it with me to the expedition fleet of Project Fire."
"..."
…………
"Report!"
When Han Qingyu ran out of the medical room shirtless and holding up his pants, a blue officer ran over, saluted and whispered a report:
"Report to Major Qing, Mars fleet intelligence, aimless wandering continues, everything is as usual today, Lunar Exploration Fleet intelligence, the search range continues to expand, and the whereabouts of the remains have not been found yet."
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