doomsday lamb

At the Nata Mountain Scientific Research Base in the fourth year after the disaster, the breeze blew in the afternoon of early autumn, occasionally blowing off two half-dead leaves of tung oil. Then the wind carried the wisp of the fragrance of tung oil and floated high up to the mountains.

deep.

In the small courtyard of the logistics hospital, there were two people sitting on the recliners, with the sun shining over them and the tea rocking chairs. The whole courtyard had a lazy and relaxed atmosphere. The lazy and tired look of the two people would probably surprise those who knew them.

The young man on the left is half-lying with a coat casually draped over his face. His face is rounded and angular, and his facial features are delicate. A pair of light brown eyes under his sword-shaped eyebrows are bright and clear, and his lips are moderately thick. When pressed tightly, he exudes a heroic spirit.

His calf is still wrapped in a bandage, and stains of blood seeped out from the inner layer not long ago, and then were oxidized into dark red marks on the surface of the bandage. But because of the existence of this injury, his overall impression is a little less.

Edge.

Compared to his slightly embarrassed appearance, the woman next to him was much more calm.

The outermost part of that man's body was a white coat-style open-breasted surgical isolation gown, with a work shirt underneath.

The regular square-toed flat boots, oval wire-rimmed glasses, and meticulous crimson tie made her look so out of tune with the current lazy atmosphere.

But she didn't seem to care at all.

Even though he was sitting on a recliner at the moment, his exquisite body curves could still be seen through his coat.

The style of the white coat is simple and elegant, and the waist design in the middle makes her look more elegant.

Even though she had her legs crossed at this moment and the hem of her overly long dress slipped on the ground, it seemed that it couldn't be wiped off or dilute the sense of elegance.

These two people were Second Lieutenant Lang Hua, who voluntarily retired from the team leader due to an accident, and Chen Xinyan, who was the director of the Logistics Hospital Affiliated to the Natashan Base at the time.

To say that he is the director of the hospital is somewhat misleading.

In addition to a group of nurses as assistants, Chen Xinyan has no attending physician in the hospital. A polished dean who has to roll up his sleeves and be the vanguard in everything, naturally has no honor or self-consciousness as a dean.

For example, there is Comrade Chen, who is holding an electronic cigarette in his hand, lying comfortably and smoking coolly.

"I said," Lang Hua, who had been staring blankly at the tops of the tung trees in the recliner, finally couldn't help it anymore, covered his nose and complained: "Sister, are you here to visit the patient?"

After saying that, he took three steps back and leaned his upper body against the door frame, pouting at her.

The female doctor in a white coat turned her head in the mist: "Huh? Why, it doesn't look like it?"

"He's just like you," Lang Hua said in surprise, "Forget it without the condolence money, what about the fruit? Where is the standard fruit for seeing patients?"

In the end, the other party was even more surprised: "Okay, Xiaohua. You can even say such shameful words about asking for gifts. I haven't seen you improve your skills in half a month."

The girl clicked her tongue in surprise, as if she was the one who was right.

"Humph", Lang Hua rolled his eyes, his disdain was self-evident.

Come on, Lang Hua has wanted to complain about this iron rooster for a long time.

"Of course you can't get fruit," Chen Xinyan winked at him, "The hospital is short of funds recently."

Although I didn’t see any dodge in her eyes,

But Lang Hua would not believe her lies.

As soon as he finished speaking, he stared at the electronic cigarette in her hand.

Chen Xinyan's hand holding the cigarette moved to the left, and Lang Hua's eyes drifted to the left; Chen Xinyan's hand holding the cigarette moved to the right, and Lang Hua's eyes drifted to the right, which made her feel embarrassed for a while.

In the end, she had no other choice, so she broke the jar and put the filter tip into her mouth, taking a full sip.

"Sister Xinyan, your cigarette looks like a high-end product to me. I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money..."

"Ahem", Chen Xinyan hurriedly interrupted: "There is no fruit, and there is no money. In short, don't ask, just ask and there won't be any."

"you……"

"Are you so eager to ask for money because you want my sister and me to follow suit? I see that you and that girl from the Qin family are having a fierce fight. It's reasonable to do anything if you are not careful..."

"Wait, why can't I understand what you are saying?" Lang Hua was a little shocked at this time.

"In such a hurry to raise money, my brother is pretty quick to start." Chen Xinyan giggled and winked at him for a while, "Young people, your patience is lower. It's not impossible to have such a deep love, what kind of enthusiasm?

Like fire, dry wood and strong fire..."

"Okay, okay, goodbye, it's okay." Lang Hua saw that she was getting more and more outrageous, so he hurriedly begged for mercy, "Sister, you are my sister, I don't want to do anything."

Although he was talking nonsense for a moment, he made a decisive decision in just a few words, and in the end it was Dean Chen who came back to win the game.

Second Lieutenant Lang Hua always had nothing to do with this woman.

Under normal circumstances, the arrogant Dean Chen would have been satisfied and retreated after stepping on the little Second Lieutenant Lang Hua.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xinyan walked up to him with a smile.

Such a kind look almost made Lang Hua suddenly get goosebumps, and his hair stood on end as if he had a sense of crisis.

She poked Lang Hua with her elbow and whispered: "Young man, you have good taste. The little girl named Qin is very pretty. Twenty-eight years of Hua, tsk tsk, you really got it. Even I, as a woman, are moved by it."

The land is very good."

"Hey," Lang Hua said with some disdain, "Twenty, okay? You're about the same age as me. Don't make me sound like you kidnapped a little girl."

"Twenty years old? Tsk, tsk," Chen Xinyan wiped away the non-existent saliva, "You are so cool."

"Don't talk about being like a big white radish, okay? My good sister who is twenty-eight years old, oh no, twenty-eight years old is suitable for your dashing and heroic appearance."

It is extremely rare for Lang Hua to seize such an opportunity to ridicule.

"Bah," Chen Xinyan pretended to spit, "What's twenty-eight? Sister, I'm only twenty-two. Let me tell you, the more mature this woman is, the more flavorful she is. Of course, she can't be too old. She looks like her sister.

At my age, beauty and charm coexist... Uh, no. Why am I telling you this? You little brat knows how to use a hammer."

"Yes, yes, I don't understand," Lang Hua said with a smile, "Sister Xinyan, your supreme charm can only be understood by a certain Academician Zhang."

Academician Zhang is naturally Zhang Cheng, who also works at the Natashan Research Institute.

Speaking of which, from her brains to her appearance, she matches Chen Xinyan very well.

Chen Xinyan accidentally made a big blush. But she didn't

As expected of Chen Xinyan, Dean Chen, who has several subordinates and is one of the "highly powerful" base managers, changed the subject in just an instant and kept her expression as usual.

"I'm hungry and want to eat," she said.

When Lang Hua heard this, he almost slipped to the side from the door frame: "Xia Mi? You come to visit the patients and you expect to eat and drink? Don't the base canteens not charge you money, comrades of the base's senior leaders?"

"Well... the chef that the Qin family assigned to their sweetheart is with that girl. Once he leaves, unfortunately we will have to live under the craftsmanship of your angel sisters in white."

Chen Xinyan sighed and shook her head: "When I saw them hanging water on you, I knew that the needles couldn't be inserted well, and the cooking would definitely not taste good."

"What kind of theory are you talking about..." Lang Hua suddenly said in surprise, "Do you know that their acupuncture skills are not good? You know that? Why do you have to inject three or four times on the back of my hand every time before it succeeds?"

What about my experimental exercises?"

"What?" Chen Xinyan said embarrassedly: "You have been the only patient for many years, so you can help them become successful."

"I...fuck."

"Ahem, what about that? If your legs and feet are not convenient for cooking, forget it."

Lang Hua has always decisively refused unreasonable requests, let alone such a good opportunity.

But he still instinctively felt that there was a trap.

"Are you so kind?" he asked with curled lips.

"Sister, I'll talk to that girl from the Qin family later. Just tell me that you, Lang Hua, can't see her every day, and you don't think about food or tea. You can't even swallow the rice bowl made by the beautiful nurse sister in the base cafeteria.

Presumably she will arrive today after hearing this. Of course the cook will also come with her. If I want to keep this cook for a long time, all I need to do is say..."

"Yes, yes, I will do it." Lang Hua raised his hands and begged for mercy.

Only then did he understand a truth: if a person is shameless, he is truly invincible.

"Huh, little bastard, I can't cure you anymore, sister." Chen Xinyan smiled in a triumphant manner, "You were so happy that you called me 'big sister' one after another just now. I'll keep it in mind for you."

Lang Hua put his hand on his forehead, thinking that he had dug a hole for himself unintentionally.

"At least stop smoking, right?" Lang Hua said helplessly, "Consider how I feel as a sick person, sister."

"This?" Chen Xinyan suddenly realized, remembering Lang Hua's little tricks of covering his nose to avoid the smoke, "I switched to electronic cigarettes to see how sick you are, isn't that interesting?"

"It's quite interesting." Lang Hua pouted as he walked into the kitchen, "The packaging is weird, it's just as addictive, and it's just as harmful to the body, okay? Brother Zhang hates other people smoking, but sister Xinyan, you can't quit smoking even with this."

ah."

It doesn't have to be embarrassing to be told someone's true feelings.

"You are a dignified evolved person, but you are afraid of nicotine with a hammer."

Chen Xinyan muttered, then moved her delicate hand, and the electronic cigarette fell to the ground, and she was about to kick it away.

But she still thought about it, finally picked it up again and put it in her arms.

"Okay, okay, just make an egg pancake, Xiaohua, you're so slow."

Dean Chen said as he rushed into the kitchen in a hurry.