Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

After a few words of conversation, Cheng Yuanzheng was urgently recalled to the army, and Su Haitang also went with him, giving him the little fox to take with him.

"Report!"

"Enter."

Su Haitang couldn't wait to enter the office and saw her grandfather and father whom she hadn't seen for many days.

"It looks okay. Junfeng, please explain the mission to Yuanzheng, and I'll take Mingzhu for a check-up. There should be no hidden dangers."

When He Anbang saw his granddaughter, he put it down without saying anything. He picked up his military coat and put it on, then handed his son's military coat to his granddaughter.

"It's cold outside, put some clothes on."

"Grandpa, I'm fine."

Su Haitang was shy. The first time she committed a murder, she was so cowardly that she fell asleep for so many days. She was an embarrassment to her family.

"It doesn't matter what you say, it has to be decided by the doctor. Come on, get the checkup done early so that you can report to your grandma, your mother and the others early. They are all worried."

Su Haitang yelled, wearing the military coat that his grandfather put on himself, turned around and blinked his left eye at his father, smiled at Cheng Yuanzheng, and then trotted out.

Cheng Yuanzheng silently looked at her back until he couldn't see her anymore, then he looked away sadly.

I won't be able to see her for a few days again.

He Junfeng did not rush him. After this incident, he had a little more trust in his future son-in-law who could protect his daughter at this critical moment.

"Let's talk about your mission this time..."

Su Haitang was "escorted" by her grandfather and went to the military hospital for a detailed physical examination of her whole body, including an examination of her appendages, which really made her ashamed.

But the great thing is yet to come!

Her grandfather took her to see a psychology professor at Teito University to help her with psychological trauma after the murder.

Can she say that grandpa's ideas are quite advanced? But this kind of treatment must be given to special forces soldiers who have returned from being undercover for many years, right?

Su Haitang answered a series of questions from the kind professor with great enthusiasm. The whole process was very relaxing.

The last item was hypnosis. She originally thought that she had slept enough these days, so she didn't have to resist deliberately, and her physiological function would tell her to stay awake. Unexpectedly, she fell asleep without knowing it!

Her sleep was not long, but the quality was very high. When she woke up, she felt refreshed and refreshed, not to mention how comfortable she was! It can be seen that the old professor still has two brushes.

"Grandpa, I didn't do anything after I fell asleep, right?"

After leaving the old professor's private office, Su Haitang tugged on He Anbang's sleeve and asked cautiously.

She had an extremely clear dream. In the dream, she slept in an upgraded space and soaked in the spiritual spring comfortably. It was like a royal concubine's level of enjoyment.

"What else can you do when you're asleep? Talk about hysteria? Do you think you're drunk and acting crazy?"

He Anbang was in a good mood and could even make fun of his granddaughter.

Su Haitang calmed down and asked confirmingly: "I slept too comfortably, and I was worried that I would relax too much, talk in my sleep, grind my teeth and drool, etc. It would be embarrassing."

"No! My granddaughter will never be embarrassed!" He Anbang's voice was so loud that Su Haitang was so frightened that he repeatedly advised him to keep his voice down.

"Do you want me to become famous at Imperial University? Don't forget that there are rumors that I am disfigured and hospitalized."

Su Haitang pressed down on the brim of his hat and pulled on his scarf, covering his face until only his eyes were left, and looked around in panic.

"Good boy, we have discussed this matter, so we should not continue to cover it up. Since the fake has been admitted to the hospital, he must have a blood test, so the fact that his blood type does not match ours must not be hidden."

"That shameless thing dares to rely on our family and wants to occupy the magpie's nest and confuse right and wrong. When I think about it, I get so angry that I want to completely peel off her face! She doesn't want it anyway!"