Chapter 129: Sick Building (Part 1)

The pretty nurse girl has a very homely name called Huang Li. Perhaps because her name is like that of a bird, her voice is crisp and nice, with a few playful freckles scattered beside her nose. She walks without any sound, and she feels particularly light and agile.

She walked out of the lounge with her lunch box, gently turned the door handle, carefully looked at the empty corridor behind her, and walked in quietly, but she did not immediately walk into the curtain. Looking at the back of the man who was getting dripping, she subconsciously covered her forehead.

She didn't know what kind of demon she had been, but she actually took in this patient who came from somewhere. Yes, there was no problem with Gong Zisi's officer ID, but what was the reason for her decision to make such a risky decision? Is it because of the girl's impulse and desire for adventure that is subconsciously? Or just because the officer-in-chief is so charming?

Huang Li smiled self-deprecatingly, lifted the curtain and walked in, put the warm lunch box on the table, checked the data on the infusion electronic pump, sat down a little restrainedly, and asked, "Do you want to bring an anesthesia pump?"

"No need, thank you." Shi Qinghai smiled and looked at her, pointed to the bullet wound wrapped in his calf, and said, "I didn't touch the bone, there was no need for periosteum reduction, it was not that painful."

"By the way, this is the serum protein and anticoagulant you want, as well as three heavy-dose tin tablets." Huang Li took out the medicine bottle from her bag, looked at Shi Qinghai on the bed in confusion, and asked, "Why do you want these things?"

“I have dvt.”

Shi Qinghai turned on the medicine and started taking it, but he didn't say thank you. He knew in his heart that it was very difficult for the Army General Hospital to get these military drugs. The cute nurse girl in front of him could be said to be innocent and childish and easy to deceive, but this is also a kind of simple and clean kindness.

"Deep vein thrombosis?" Huang Li tried hard to recall the content of the nursing department's elective pharmacy.

"Yes, you see, it's impossible for me to wash my blood in this situation, so I have to use medicine to push it." Shi Qinghai frowned, endured the burning sensation caused by the medicine in his stomach, and after a moment of silence, rolled up his sleeves, looked at her and said sincerely: "Huang Li, can you help me test the blood?"

"No problem, the electronic spectrum meter is next door."

Huang Li smiled sweetly, took out the blood-taking needle and restraint belt very quickly, and put it on Shi Qinghai's arm. Her slender fingers quickly rubbed against his smooth elbow.

"I may need to use a centrifugal pump." Shi Qinghai looked at the bright red blood slowly entering the small transparent bottle in her palm, and said embarrassedly: "I may need a complete set of protein compression procedures, so I must do a serum list test."

"I don't understand the protein compression procedure." Huang Li took off the blood test and looked at him and asked, "What instruments and medicines are needed?"

"I'll get you a list later." Shi Qinghai replied.

Huang Li subconsciously covered her forehead again. After the light pink nurse hat was about to fall on her black hair, she widened her eyes and sighed with silly spirit: "Why do you know everything? Does it teach clinical medicine in the military academy? I see your level, you can go to our hospital to be the attending physician."

Shi Qinghai was very used to the little girl looking at herself with admiration and shocked eyes, leaning against the bedside and smiling, "Isn't it? I've said it many times, I don't know how to have a baby."

It was already night, and a depressed cough sounded in the lounge. He wiped off the beads of soybean-sized sweat from his forehead due to the pain, and fell asleep with the help of the nurse and girl.

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After being awakened by Zhang Xiaomeng's phone call, Xu Le could no longer fall asleep. He was wearing pajamas and stood at the window with his waist on his back. Looking at the Chaoyang that had just poked his head out in Xilin Sunset Prefecture, his thick eyebrows were frowning very tightly, and he didn't look like him at all.

Suppressing the strong uneasiness in his heart, he held his back and waited like a stone for more than 40 minutes. The capital Special Zone finally had an echo. Gu Xifeng reported in a video email that starting at 10 o'clock yesterday morning, the FBI did not raise the security level, but it was obvious that the buildings in the three states had abnormal movements, but it appeared in an unplanned area, but it was a special personnel from the Special Forces War Room of the Military Region.

As for Shi Qinghai's whereabouts, Gu Xifeng had no clue, or the entire federal government had no answer, because the departments he was monitoring seemed to be looking for someone, trying to determine someone's life and death.

Because it was related to Shi Qinghai's safety, Xu Le ignored the rules of the troops at all. He directly contacted the seventh team members who had returned to S1 and asked them to find the guy in the shortest time. However, what was unsettling was that Gu Xifeng Xiong Linquan and the others did not find any traces, so naturally they could not give Shi Qinghai any help.

What's even more terrifying is that Gu Xifeng has confirmed that the attack on Shi Qinghai was not the FBI, but the special forces of the federal military. This special forces are very similar to the seven groups of the past, and their best abilities are special tasks such as assassination and sniper, so Xu Le is very worried about the safety of that guy.

He sat back on the sofa with his head in his arms. The blazing autumn sunlight outside the window, which was burning but not warm, came in. Xu Le's half-hunched upper body drew a dim shadow on the ground. He asked in a deep voice: "Have you found it yet?"

After asking, a line of white light symbols appeared in his left pupil.

"Not found."

Xu Le sat upright, staring at the half Sanqi brand cigarette on the ashtray that had been burning but forgot to smoke. His voice was slightly silenced and asked, "How could you not find it!"

"It just couldn't be found that the chip signal of citizen Shi Qinghai was interrupted and could not be located."

Xu Le's eyes twitched a few nerves, swallowed his saliva, and asked with difficulty: "Is he dead?"

Charter computer paused for a relatively long time and replied: "It should not be, it just cannot be located. This situation has not been uncommon in the past tens of thousands of years. It is more shielded from heavy metal ore layers, such as signal relay stations being disturbed by electromagnetic storms."

"But it's almost an hour long, and it's not common for this kind of inability to locate for a long time." Xu Le lay on his back on the sofa, with no expression in his eyes, and said: "You wanted uncle back then, he used chip replacement, so you can't track it. What's the point of being unable to locate for a long time?"

"Abnormal Situations 1 to 71, a micro signal shielding instrument was developed, or more precisely, a mantle wave camouflage instrument, which can play a certain role."

"What do you mean is that Shi Qinghai should not have died at this time, but activated that kind of instrument?"

"yes."

Xu Le is more familiar with the device with a faint blue light than anyone else, but he never imagined that Shi Qinghai had one in his hand. He frowned and fell into a long silence. He suddenly spoke: "If the Charter Bureau staff perform manual positioning, will he judge Shi Qinghai is dead?"

"No, because I will provide technical support and propose non-logical doubts about the sudden disappearance of the three-y overlap positioning."

"If you remain silent, the Charter Bureau will think he is dead?"

"Yes, if I need to be silent, I need authorization."

"I authorize you to remain silent."

In the autumn sunshine, Xu Le rubbed the pain in the brows and issued an authorization to the federal central computer. So in the distant spring breeze, the Charter Bureau confirmed Shi Qinghai's death to various key departments of the federal government.

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The inpatient building of the Army General Hospital is not big. There is a small window facing the grass and green trees downstairs, which communicates with fresh spring air.

The tops were neatly folded and placed on the head of the bed, the pistol full of magazines was placed on the left side of the pillow, and the magical gadget that emitted blue light and could block the glory of Xianma. After Shi Qinghai's eyes were retracted from the window, they naturally fell on this gadget.

By the side of the dishwasher room behind Liufengpo Club, the legendary intelligence leader who had defected from the Cao family to the revolution was smoking and told the fact that he was about to die of cancer, while leaving the most important legacy of life to two people. He gave Zhang Xiaomeng the deep sea of ​​the Fourth Department of Qinglong Mountain and the faint blue light to Shi Qinghai.

The door was pushed open, and Wu Li, who was panting, walked in with an umbrella and lunch box. Perhaps because she was walking too fast, the little nurse's face was flushed, like an apple.

While wiping the tableware, she explained: "The second canteen made winter melon stewed pork ribs today. I heard that the taste was quite good and I couldn't eat any synthetic flavor, so I ran to the surgical building to cook it, and it was a little late."

Shi Qinghai looked at the kind and cute little nurse with a smile, and said nothing. He had been hiding in this narrow nurse rest room for two days. It was obvious that the little nurse did not have many friends in the hospital, and seemed to have no family in the Capital Special Administrative Region, so he had plenty of time to take care of him.

Wu Li used a metal spoon to press the rice into the rib soup, added some olive vegetables, stirred evenly and then put it in front of Shi Qinghai, looked at the infusion tube on his left hand, and said with a smile: "Do you want me to feed it?"

"It's better to do it yourself." Shi Qinghai retracted his knees, put the lunch box on it, and ate slowly, occasionally coughing twice.

Wu Li quietly looked at the handsome side face of the mysterious officer. For some reason, she felt her cheeks were a little hot. She subconsciously placed her hands on both sides of her cheeks with the iced rain, and whispered: "The people in the cafeteria have been laughing at me for the past two days. Some people actually guessed that I was pregnant... It's all your fault."

Shi Qinghai looked up and looked at her innocently until her face turned from a red apple into the new sun in the morning.

"No, it doesn't mean that." Wu Li explained in a hurry with her fingers twisted her fingers, not daring to look at his eyes.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" Shi Qinghai suddenly asked.

"No." Nurse Wu Li probably thought of some past events, and her thin eyebrows frowned, as if she was hiding some deep sadness.

"It seems that there are many men without eyes." Shi Qinghai smiled, still charming, but his lips were a little purple and his smile was a little difficult.
Chapter completed!