Song Fei threw the pills into the trash can and told Song Ci the good news: "Good news came from country D today. Our soldiers were successfully rescued and fought against the violent army of country D on the high seas."
Song Ci's eyes lit up suddenly, "Really?"
"Um."
Song Ci immediately took out his mobile phone to call Han Zhan, and the call got through, but the person who answered the phone was not Han Zhan, but Uncle Liu.
As soon as the call was made, Song Ci asked anxiously, "Han Zhan, are you okay?"
On the other end, there was a cheerful laugh, "Hehe, is it Song Ci? I am Uncle Liu. Han Zhan was injured and is undergoing surgery, but please rest assured that his injury is not serious, just need to rest for a while time."
Hearing Uncle Liu's voice, Song Ci's hot heart felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her, and she couldn't even laugh. She calmed down and asked calmly, "Where is Han Zhan injured?"
"Both his left arm and right calf were shot, but he didn't hurt his vitals. The doctor has successfully removed the bullet and stitched up the wound. He just needs to rest for a while."
"Song Ci, this time, Uncle Liu wants to thank Han Zhan and you on behalf of all the rescued soldiers. Thank you for Han Zhan's life and death, and thank you for your understanding and support."
Hearing Uncle Liu say this, Song Ci felt ashamed.
She said: "Uncle Liu, frankly speaking, I don't approve of Han Zhan participating in this mission. But you have tamed Han Zhan very well. Even if he has retired for many years, you just have to tickle him and he will be happy." Will go back and die for you"
"It is Han Zhan's supreme honor to die for the country. But..." Song Ci felt sorry for Han Zhan, and she whispered, "Uncle Liu, if you really love him, stop letting him bleed."
Uncle Liu was also deeply moved when he heard Song Ci's heart-breaking words. "Song Ci, don't worry, this time it's a special situation, and Han Zhan is the best candidate, so I found him as a last resort. I won't bother you any more in the future."
There was no way to find Han Zhan. Shooting and killing his teammates would be a heart-wrenching pain for any soldier. Others may be crazy to complete this task. As for Han Zhan, his psychological endurance has reached the abnormal strength of SSS level.
Only he can handle this task!
When Song Ci heard this, she sneered in front of Uncle Liu.
She said bluntly: "It's true that Han Zhan is the best candidate, but Uncle Liu, no matter how strong Han Zhan's mental endurance is, he will sometimes collapse mentally. Uncle Liu, please remember one sentence: Han Zhan is a human being." , not an emotionless monster.”
After speaking, Song Ci hung up the phone.
She was just angry. How could others escape with poor psychological endurance, and Han Zhan deserved to complete such a cruel task? Does Han Zhan feel good about shooting his teammates who have lived and died with him with his own hands
Others regard Han Zhan as a god of war and a monster, but Song Ci regards him as a human being.
Others don't feel sorry for Han Zhan, but Song Ci does!
Being hung up on the phone and being taught a lesson by a little girl, Uncle Liu was a little embarrassed. Seeing Uncle Liu's deflated look, Long Yu suddenly sneered when he overheard the speech.
"Song Ci is right, you don't treat Lone Wolf as a human being, you all treat him as a monster." Long Yu got up and left, very upset.
Fortunately, the mission was successfully completed this time. If the mission cannot be carried out smoothly, Han Zhan can only shoot and kill all the captured soldiers according to the order, so how will he live the rest of his life! Do you live in regret and guilt all your life
Damn, the more I think about Long Yu, the more I feel sorry for Han Zhan.
Uncle Liu also knew that he was wrong. If Mr. Han was still alive and knew what they had done, even if he would not object to their actions, he would definitely settle with them afterwards.
Liu Bo sighed around his chest, he could only find a way to compensate Han Zhan in other ways.
After Han Zhan woke up, he didn't complain or complain. He just called Long Yu and asked him, "How are the rescued soldiers doing now?"
Long Yu said: "Two were disabled, and the others were injured to varying degrees, but they were all alive." After Long Yu finished speaking, Han Zhan's tense expression suddenly relaxed.
Long Yu felt sore, he asked Han Zhan: "If the task cannot be completed smoothly, will you really shoot at them?"
Han Zhan became silent and did not speak.
After a while, he said: "Probably everyone regards me as a fighting machine, thinking that I am mentally strong and invincible. But Brother Long, I have a heart. When I saw them in the camp, I thought of them when they fought together. Everyone was chatting and laughing freely and uninhibitedly, for a moment, I almost cried."
"Let me shoot them, I can't do that."
He couldn't do it, but if he was really desperate, he would still obey orders and shoot them.
Because he knew in his heart that killing them with his own hands would be his respect and relief for them. Han Zhan suddenly understood Song Ci's mood after guessing that he was going to trade Nangong Yingying's heart with Mrs. Mo.
I just know it's the best way to do it, but I just can't do it!
Han Zhan said suddenly: "Bring the phone, I want to call my wife."
Long Yu handed Han Zhan's mobile phone to Han Zhan. Han Zhan's left hand was injured and he couldn't move, and his right hand was missing two fingers. He had to use his thumb to unlock it slowly and make a video call.
Song Ci had been waiting for Han Zhan's call, and fell asleep after one o'clock. At six o'clock in the morning, Song Ci was awakened by the ringing of the video phone.
Song Ci suddenly sat up from the bed and saw Han Zhan's WeChat profile picture in the middle of the phone screen. She quickly connected the phone and asked impatiently, "Han Zhan, are you awake?"
Han Zhan smiled weakly, but he bled too much and his face was pale. Such a smile made Song Ci feel even more distressed. "Stop laughing, it's not pretty."
Han Zhan felt the wound hurt, so he frowned.
Song Ci asked again: "Does it hurt?"
Han Zhan: "Of course it hurts."
Song Ci said, "I'll ask Long Yu to buy you taffy."
"Okay." Han Zhan said to Long Yu, "Did you hear that, Madam asked you to buy me taffy."
Long Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, muttered something greasy, opened the door and walked out.
After Long Yu left, Han Zhan turned all his attention to Song Ci. He looked at Song Ci's face full of concern, and felt soft in his heart.
"This mission made me think differently. I suddenly realized how cruel the deal I made with Mrs. Mo was to you." thing.
With the matter of Rain first, Han Zhan should have learned his lesson long ago. He should respect every life, and shouldn't use other people's lives as bargaining chips to exchange, because he is heartless.
Seeing Song Ci pursing her red lips tightly, not blaming herself, but not letting her go, Han Zhan felt even more guilty. "Song Ci, I, I have decided to give up my previous plan."
Song Ci's eyes brightened, but soon, she frowned impatiently again. "Give up the deal with Mrs. Mo, what should we do?"
Without Madam Mo's assistance, all their actions would be very difficult.
After thinking for a while, Han Zhan said, "I'll think of another way. Don't worry about these things. Take the exam well, try to get into the top three, and try to get a chance to be close to grandma."
Song Ci had an inexplicable sense of trust in Han Zhan, and she said, "Then I trust you."
The results of the second test will be released this morning. After hanging up Han Zhan's video call, Song Ci went to the small square. Unsurprisingly, Song Ci once again won the first place side by side with Mo Fengying, and was very lucky to be stuck in the fifteenth place on Friday.
He also got up on Friday, and while putting on his coat, he ran over to check his grades. He found his name on the grade list, and he slapped his legs with joy on Friday, "Hey! I'm in the top fifteen!"
Song Ci congratulated Friday, "Uncle Zhou, amazing!"
Friday said: "I invite you to eat roast duck and drink tonight!"
"good."
Mo Fengying came over, and when she saw the list of grades, she twitched her mouth in a lack of interest. "Congratulations, Song Fei."
Song Fei: "Congratulations to you too."
"Next week's finals won't be as easy as the previous two, Song Fei, I'm waiting to compete with you!" Mo Fengying left this provocative sentence and went to the cafeteria.
Song Ci was not angry, but was thinking about things thoughtfully.
On Friday, he thought that Song Ci was angry with Mo Fengying, so he advised Song Ci not to get angry with Mo Fengying, "Mo Fengying did it on purpose, just to disturb your heart and make you perform abnormally in the finals. It's so sinister scheming!"
Song Ci felt that she must have seen Gongdouju on Friday. What Mo Fengying said sounded like she was provoking her, but it was actually a reminder to Song Ci that the assessment content of the finals would be abnormal, and Song Ci might not be able to have it. grasp.
Thinking of Friday's father having participated in the finals of the Mo family, Song Ci asked Friday: "Uncle Zhou, when Grandpa Zhou participated in the assessment, what was the content of the finals?"
Touching his nose on Friday, he said in embarrassment: "My father didn't make it to the top fifteen. I'm the only genius in our family who has broken into the top fifteen in the past two hundred years."
An old man in his fifties claimed to be a genius, which seemed a bit ridiculous to Song Ci. However, no one in the Zhou family has been able to break into the fifteenth place for two hundred years, and he successfully broke in on Friday. He is indeed a young genius who is rare in the Zhou family for two hundred years.
During one day's rest time after the exam, Song Ci learned that the Mo family's medicinal material warehouse would be open to the public for a day, so she took Song Fei to visit the medicinal material warehouse.
Mo's medicinal herb storehouse is on the fourth floor of Shensi Building, and there are small boxes containing medicinal materials everywhere at a glance. All the medicinal materials are listed according to their medicinal properties. Song Ci wandered inside for a day and saw many ancient medicinal materials that only appeared in records.
These medicinal materials are well preserved, even though they have been aged for a long time, they can still smell the pure medicinal fragrance. Song Fei was bored inside, so she came out early.
When she came out, she met Mrs. Mo outside the Shensi building, and she was leading some people to move some herbs into the house.
Mrs. Mo was the most beautiful woman in the clan. She wore a dark blue cheongsam dress, her hair was tied up, and she was decorated with a black jade hairpin. She stopped at the Shensi Building, like a fairy in a painting.
Song Fei thought of some things she had found out, and knew that Mrs. Mo was the only girl in the Mo clan who had gone to college.
Song Fei put away her mobile phone, with the charming and bright smile that Song Ci often wore on her face, and walked towards Mrs. Mo.
When Madam Mo heard Song Fei's footsteps, she turned her head and saw the smiling girl, she subconsciously said, "Madam Han, what do you do?"
Song Ci said, "Let me sort out the herbs for you."
"Okay." Mrs. Mo did not refuse.
Song Fei didn't even know these herbs, what they were called and where they should be placed. Madam Mo sat on the chair, took out bundles of arranged herbs, and told Song Fei the names of the herbs and where they should be kept.
Song Fei helped to place all the medicinal materials.
Seeing that Song Fei's forehead was sweating, Mrs. Mo said, "Is Miss Song busy? If not, I would like to treat you to a cup of afternoon tea. I can bake macarons. The macarons distributed in the cafeteria last time are My creation."
Song Fei knew that Mrs. Mo had something to say to herself, so she agreed, "Okay."
Song Fei went to talk to Song Ci, and left with Mrs. Mo. Arriving at Mrs. Mo's small building, Song Fei looked around the room, but didn't see Mo Suixin, so she asked, "Where is the master?"
Mo Yang said: "There is someone in the capital who is sick, so I asked him to go to the mountain for treatment." The person who can invite Mo Suixin out must be either rich or noble, and they are all people of the level of Mr. Han.
Song Fei nodded, expressing her understanding.
Mo Yang poured Song Fei a cup of tea and took out a plate of macarons that she had baked at noon. "Madam Han, try it."
Song Fei didn't like to eat such overly sweet things, but she still picked up a piece and took a small bite. She ate macarons and admired the succulents in Mrs. Mo's yard.
This Mrs. Mo is different from those in the Mo family. She doesn't like to grow herbs, but loves to grow succulents.
There was no one around, Mo Yang stared at Song Fei with a cold and arrogant expression, and exposed the sisters' tricks with one word. "You are Song Fei, right?"
Mrs. Mo had contacted Han Zhan several times and knew about the change of identities between Song Ci and Song Fei.
Song Fei also knew everything about Mo Yang, so she didn't hide it, "Well, I am."
"I didn't expect Mrs. Han to be so proficient in Chinese medicinal materials. You sisters are really amazing. The elder sister is a virus expert, and the younger sister is a genius in traditional Chinese medicine. What kind of smart people must be your parents to give birth to such a pair?" Excellent daughter?"
Song Fei put down the macaron, stared at Mrs. Mo for a moment, and said suddenly: "Speaking of which, our sisters' backgrounds are quite related to the Mo family. Our grandfather, Mrs. Mo must have known about it."
Mo Yang frowned slightly, and asked curiously: "Which old gentleman is your grandfather? Can you tell me your name?" Mo Yang thought that Song Fei's grandfather was someone who had been treated by the Mo family. big shot.
Unexpectedly, Song Fei's answer was: "Don't be frivolous."
Mo Yang froze suddenly, tilted the teapot in his hand, and the water poured on the table.
Mo Yang came back to his senses, put down the teapot in a panic, looked up at Song Fei in astonishment, and asked in disbelief, "You said your grandfather, what's his name?"
Song Fei was very patient, and repeated the name again: "Don't be frivolous."
Mo Yang took a breath.
Don't be frivolous, everyone in the Mo family doesn't know anyone! That is known as a rare genius in the 600-year history of the Mo family! It is also the only traitor that has appeared in six hundred years!
Those who don't know the inside story think that Mo Qingkuang was expelled from the Mo family because he killed his father by mistake.
Those who know the truth know that the reason why Mo Qingkuang was kicked out of the Mo family back then was because he secretly let go of the last medicine man, Nangong Yingying!
Mo Yang was the only one who had studied abroad and went to university. She knew very well that the Mo family was committing a crime and violating morality in treating the medicine man.
She hated what the Mo family did from the bottom of her heart. But she is not Mo Qingkuang, she does not have the courage and courage of Mo Qingkuang to dare to fight against the entire Mo family for the sake of Yaoren!
After Mo Qingkuang was expelled from the Mo clan, no news came back. But Mo Qingkuang and his younger brother Mo Zhangkuang are both the sons of the head of the family, and they also cannot escape the curse of dying at the age of twenty-five. Thinking about it, Mo Qingkuang passed away at the age of twenty-five.
Mo Yang looked at Song Fei in surprise, and she murmured: "Don't be frivolous, don't be frivolous, so that mother-in-law medicine, she is actually your grandma?"
Nangong Yingying was called the medicine mother-in-law in the Mo family.
Song Fei nodded, "Yes, that's why we rescued Granny Yao."
Mo Yang held onto the teacup, and for a moment she forgot what to say in a state of confusion.
"Mrs. Mo, Han Zhan should call you, right?"
Mo Yang nodded, "Yes, he said he would cancel the cooperation between us, because he couldn't promise to give us Feng Ying the heart of Granny Yao." Mo Fengying is worried about the future.
Song Fei told Mo Yang: "Our sisters don't approve of this deal between you. Han Zhan loves my sister very much, and he can't bear to hurt Song Ci."
But Mo Yang said: "But Granny Yao's body has already been hollowed out, she should have died a long time ago, the old Patriarch and they refused to let Granny Yao's use value go, so they exhausted all kinds of precious medicinal materials to keep her alive !"
"Grandma Yao can't hold on anymore. She can pass away at any time. After she dies, don't you sisters agree to donate her heart to us Fengying?"
"Our Fengying is not yet twenty years old!"
(end of this chapter)