Final fight

The truth was just as Mo Shaojie thought. Lu Yiting, who was still able to sneak out of the ward after being injected with a sedative, did not just run around, but found his way to the ward where Ye Yang was resting temporarily.

It was a large ward with dozens of beds neatly arranged, and each bed was only separated by a curtain. It was provided by the emergency department for patients who needed to stay for a short period of time to observe the situation.

Beds for injured patients.

After Lu Yiting inquired about Ye Yang's bed number, he went straight to Ye Yang's bed.

Ye Yang had a minor surgery on his arm. After receiving local anesthesia, and because he hadn't had much rest recently, he was lying on the hospital bed soundly asleep in extreme exhaustion.

Lu Yiting saw Ye Yang sleeping soundly, and then he got directly into the quilt of the single bed where Ye Yang was lying.

As a result, as soon as he got into bed, Ye Yang, who was sleeping soundly, was suddenly awakened alertly.

"Shh!" After Lu Yiting noticed that Ye Yang woke up with a start, he immediately stretched out one hand to cover Ye Yang's mouth, and then put the other hand on his lips to make a silencing gesture.

Ye Yang used the dim light that was not very bright to see clearly that the person who got into his bed was Lu Yiting, and then he relaxed his tense nerves again.

"Yiting?!" Ye Yang whispered in surprise, "Why are you here?!"

Because this single bed was really not big, it was really crowded for the two of them to lie on it, so Lu Yiting put Ye Yang into his arms, so that they could lie down on this bed closely together.

Then after hearing Ye Yang's inquiry, he whispered directly into Ye Yang's ear: "It's really cold when I sleep alone. It's more comfortable to have you warm me in bed."

"..." Ye Yang was speechless for a moment when he heard Lu Yiting's words. Then he thought that Lu Yiting should be under the doctor's treatment at this time, so he immediately stared at Lu Yiting nervously and said: "Not only are you injured, but also

You're still poisoned, how can you come here? You should be receiving treatment for poisoning?!"

"It's okay. That Mo Shaojie wanted me to have a good sleep first, and even asked someone to inject me with a sedative." Lu Yiting replied with an indifferent expression, "But the amount of sedative they injected was obviously not enough. I

I slept for less than an hour when I was woken up by the cold."

Ye Yang: "..."

"Actually, I really want to have a good sleep, but it's really cold to sleep alone." After Lu Yiting finished saying this, he couldn't help but hug Ye Yang tighter, as if he wanted to rub Ye Yang

It's the same as entering your own body.

Ye Yang knew that Lu Yiting regarded him as a pillow that would heat up automatically, but at this time, Ye Yang really was not in the mood to complain about Lu Yiting's behavior.

After all, he saw very clearly that Lu Yiting's appearance of being so troubled by the cold was not just an act. Therefore, after seeing Lu Yiting's appearance of being afraid of the cold, he couldn't help but feel worried in his heart.

Perhaps sensing Ye Yang's worry, Lu Yiting added in a rare and patient manner: "I'm fine, let's go to bed first."

After saying this, Lu Yiting closed his eyes first and began to feel sleepy without waiting for Ye Yang to reply.

Ye Yang saw that Lu Yiting really wanted to sleep, so he did not continue to disturb Lu Yiting, but closed his eyes and continued sleeping.

Not long after the two of them hugged each other and slept in this bed, Mo Shaojie, wearing a white coat, quickly walked into the large ward with an angry look.

Then when he walked to the bed where Ye Yang was, he saw that Lu Yiting was indeed on the bed where Ye Yang was.

Originally, Mo Shaojie planned to drag Lu Yiting back to the ward specially arranged by him, but after seeing the scene of Lu Yiting and Ye Yang sleeping together, he immediately couldn't bear to do so.

Because Mo Shaojie can completely understand Lu Yiting's feeling of wanting to be with Ye Yang after the disaster.

Thinking about the time when he joined the mercenary group and became a mercenary for the mission, he often thought about it in his free time at that time. If he could successfully leave that dangerous frontline battlefield alive, then he would not care about himself anymore.

How nice it would be to spend peaceful days together.

In fact, he knew very well that this was simply a delusion. He couldn't even think of sleeping in the same bed with the person he cared about.

So after seeing Lu Yiting and Ye Yang sleeping together like this, he couldn't help but envy them in his heart, and he began to feel a little pitiful for some reason.

A few beds away, the nurse responsible for taking care of other injured patients saw Mo Shaojie standing beside the bed, seemingly absent-minded, so he couldn't help but walked over curiously, and then asked softly.

Said: "Doctor Mo, aren't you looking for him? Why don't you just wake him up?"

Hearing the nurse's question, Mo Shaojie came back from his thoughts, then resumed his usual inhumane manner and said: "Since he is already asleep, let's forget it for now.

But if he wakes up, please remember to tell him for me and tell him to come to me quickly."

Faced with the request from the leading doctor here, the nurse naturally had no reason to refuse. The nurse immediately nodded readily and said, "I will definitely convey Dr. Mo's words to him."

"Yes." After Mo Shaojie responded, he decisively turned around and left the large ward, and then walked towards his laboratory.

By the time his busy work finally came to an end, it was already early in the morning and almost dawn.

But just when Mo Shaojie was about to squint his eyes temporarily and take a rest, the communicator he carried with him rang again by coincidence.

In desperation, he had to endure the very sleepy mental state to connect to the communication and said: "I am Mo Shaojie."

After a while, Stinger's deep voice came over: "Xiao Mo, it's me."

Mo Shaojie didn't expect Stinger to suddenly contact him, so he quickly cheered up and asked, "Uncle Yin, what are your orders?"

Stinger paused for a moment before speaking: "Xiao Mo, do you know the current situation on the front line?"

When Mo Shaojie heard this, he felt even more uncomfortable tonight, as he was already having a lot of mood swings: "Uncle Yin, I told you a long time ago that now I am no longer a frontline soldier, I am just an ordinary doctor.

I don’t have any extra time to pay attention to the situation on the front line.”

"But you can't erase your identity as a Class A agent of the Central Special Operations Bureau." Stinger replied directly and seriously.

Hearing the absolute seriousness and solemnity in Stinger's tone, Mo Shaojie no longer said any nonsense, but asked very directly: "Do you want me to perform special tasks again?"

"I just want to ask you some questions now." Stinger replied frankly, "Besides, you are Lao Zhao's favorite disciple. If I want you to go to the front line, you must get his approval."

"..." Mo Shaojie was speechless for a moment before continuing, "Just ask."

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