lounge.
Jiang Fuyue knocked on the door, and then a deep "please come in" came from inside.
She opened the door and entered.
The man was wearing a shirt with a lab coat over it, and the silver mask on his face lost a trace of coldness under the sun.
"Just in time, I..."
"Did you take someone to the crossfire zone?"
The two spoke at the same time, and were stunned at the same time.
Jiang Fuyue: "I asked, you just came back from the exchange of fire on the Chikebi border."
The man stared at her with a pair of dark eyes. Hearing this, he seemed to let out a light sigh, but it seemed that there was nothing.
"Well, just came back." He confessed.
The guess in Jiang Fuyue's heart was further confirmed, but she still felt unbelievable: "You went to the resettlement camp?!"
The man nodded: "That's why I came to you. I've already brought the sample back, so you don't have to go back again."
Jiang Fuyue will definitely watch him.
Qingling's eyebrows and eyes reveal various emotions of scrutiny, judgment, and contemplation.
"Why?"
"The superior is worried about your safety and sent me to take samples." The tone was businesslike.
Jiang Fuyue frowned: "Then why did you hide it? Tell me now?"
"You didn't ask either."
"..."
X: "A total of 569 samples, all labeled, have been sent to cold storage for storage. In addition, the first batch of vaccines is almost finished, and the second batch of vaccines has been delivered to the base. You will be with those returning trucks at noon today. Bring all the samples back to the base."
He arranged everything very clearly.
Jiang Fuyue easily got what she wanted without taking any risks.
"Why?" Still these three words, stubborn and persistent.
The man turned his eyes away, refused to meet her gaze, and said in a deep voice, "This is an order!"
So no thanks, no need to feel like you owe him anything.
Jiang Fuyue understood, but the more this happened, the more suspicious she felt.
"Did we... know each other before?"
The man's pupils shrank slightly, but fortunately, he half-closed his eyelids to cover up the momentary gaffe.
He said coldly: "It's getting late, you go get ready first, and leave on time at eleven o'clock."
Jiang Fuyue: "Aren't you going back together?"
"No, there are other tasks."
The man turned his face sideways, as if he didn't want to talk more, Jiang Fuyue could only suppress the doubts in his heart, turned and left.
Not long after she left, a middle-aged doctor rushed over with a medical kit and forgot to knock on the door—
"Doctor, I heard you were injured?"
Xie Dingyuan was resting on the chair with his eyes closed, his lips were pale, one hand rested on his forehead, while the other hand was unnaturally drooping on his leg.
If you look closely, you will find that the hand is shaking uncontrollably physiologically.
Xie Dingyuan opened his eyes, and there was a faint trace of fatigue in his eyes: "Don't be nervous, it's just a small problem."
The doctor breathed a sigh of relief, but when he cut off the sleeve and saw the blooming bright red, he almost swears—
What the hell is this "little problem"
The blood was still bright red, and it was still dripping at first glance, and it didn't stop at all!
Xie Dingyuan: "Shrapnel scratches, I checked, the wound is relatively deep, but fortunately no nerves were injured, it may take a few stitches, you prepare tools."
"..." Are you a doctor, or am I a doctor
"Also, don't tell anyone else about this."
"But on the medical report..."
"Just write a simple scratch."
The doctor sighed, facing the strength of the "patient", he had no choice but to agree: "That's fine."
It's just that he didn't understand why he had to hide it from the higher ups
Of course you have to hide it.
There is no approval process, and there are no orders from superiors, they are all fabricated by Xie Dingyuan to hold Jiang Fuyue back.
He was reluctant to let her take risks, but he couldn't stop her, so he had to take this trip for her.
Therefore, the above does not know.
If the news of his injury spread, nothing could be hidden.
Xie Dingyuan recalled the attack last night. Although he escaped in the end, he still feels terrified when he thinks about it.
If Jiang Fuyue goes...
The consequences could be disastrous!
At this moment, the man was extremely glad that he was the one who went, and he was the one who was injured.
…
The sun is rising.
It was approaching eleven o'clock, and several empty trucks had already parked on the road, lined up, ready to leave at any time.
Jiang Fuyue sat on the off-road vehicle at the back, Zhong Ziang and Yi Ci walked together.
"Why did you just leave? I thought I would have to stay for a few more days." Zhong Ziang was stunned when he first received the order, and he hadn't fully reacted yet.
Yi Ci squinted at the past: "What? It sounds like you are sorry?"
"Cough!" He coughed softly, "I originally wanted to see the fire zone, but it turned out that I couldn't go."
Yi Ci: "It's not for you to play in the fire zone, why are you so active?"
"You know what a fart! The flames of war, that's blood!"
"..." Spiritual brother, wash up and sleep.
Zhong Ziang asked Jiang Fuyue again: "After we go back, will we come back again?"
"have no idea."
Come only if necessary.
At eleven o'clock sharp, the team set off on time.
Jiang Fuyue couldn't help but look back.
She couldn't tell herself what exactly she wanted to see.
As soon as Yi Ci stepped on the gas pedal, the wind came in from the car window, mixed with sand and soil, and rushed to his face, with a rough and sharp feel.
He raised his voice and yelled, "Let's go!"
As the car drove away, Jiang Fuyue had no choice but to look away.
…
Inside the lounge.
The middle-aged doctor breathed a sigh of relief: "The remaining shrapnel has been taken out, the wound has been debrided, and the sutures are going smoothly. As long as there is no fever and no infection, there should be no major problems."
As he spoke, he put the used disposable tools into the tray, took off the blood-stained gloves, and threw them into the medical waste recycling bin.
Xie Dingyuan hummed lightly, and closed his eyes wearily.
In order to recover and heal as soon as possible, he voluntarily asked to reduce the dose of anesthesia. As a result, he endured the pain forcibly, sweating profusely, and his face was almost pale.
The doctor packed up and left quietly.
However, this calm did not last long, and soon, a "report" came.
Xie Dingyuan opened his eyes, left the back of the chair, sat up straight, and put his bandaged hands under the table.
"Come in." The steady voice, as usual, could not hear the slightest strangeness.
"Doctor, the team has set off."
"Is she... Jiang Fuyue gone?"
"already left."
"Okay, you go out first."
Xie Dingyuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Let's go, and return to the base to ensure safety.
…
It took nearly eight hours to come to Duhe from the base before, counting the time for eating and resting on the way; now, there is no delay on the way back, and it only takes six hours.
At sunset and dusk, the gates were wide open, and trucks drove in one after another.
The off-road vehicle that Jiang Fuyue and the others were riding in also drove in.
Kaza came to pick him up in person: "How is it? Is everything going well?"
Jiang Fuyue couldn't help but glanced behind him, but couldn't find the person she wanted to see.
Kaza's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't take the initiative to mention it. He just said, "It's exhausting, I'll send you back to your residence to rest first."
"No, send the sample to the lab first."
"That's right, do you want my help?"
Jiang Fuyue shook her head, and then went straight back to the laboratory with thousands of samples.
Zhong Ziang and Yi Ci also left immediately, and they had to report the situation to their superiors.
In the few days since Jiang Fuyue left, the table area was covered with a thick layer of dust. She didn't care to clean it, so she rushed into the closed laboratory with the samples.
That night, Jiang Fuyue didn't leave until nearly midnight and returned to her residence.
After washing off the wind, sand and fatigue of many days, and putting on clean clothes, she lay flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling, not knowing what she was thinking.
The condition of the base is not good, but it is much better than Duhe's prefabricated house.
Humans are amazing animals. No matter how harsh the environment is, they will slowly force themselves to adapt.
Just like Yici and Zhong Ziang, the proud sons of heaven in the past, now they are eating the roughest food and living in the humblest house, yet they can still smile contentedly.
Before going to sleep, Jiang Fuyue turned off the lights, closed her eyes, and a silver mask suddenly flashed in her mind.
In the dream, she seemed to see Xie Dingyuan.
It's just that he has his back to himself, wearing a white lab coat with his shirt collar sticking out.
Finally, he turned to face himself, but that face was wearing a silver mask, exactly the same as Dr. X!
Jiang Fuyue suddenly woke up.
He raised his hand, sweating profusely.
Xie Dingyuan and... X
…
The next day she got up early in the morning, entered the laboratory, and didn't come out until ten o'clock in the evening. She had her lunch and dinner sent there.
Still the same on the third day.
A week later, after testing thousands of samples, Jiang Fuyue discovered two mutant strains that had not been recorded before, and she named the others—P1 and P2.