Divided into Beta after being divorced

Chapter 40 "Shall I Help You?"

When they arrived at the association, Song Jing still wanted to visit Tao Tao, but was told by Jia Chengan that Tao Tao had taken the medicine and had fallen asleep, so Song Youji urged Song Jing to go to bed.

"Let's see it tomorrow! Don't get tired anymore! I've cleaned up the guest room for you."

Song Jing yawned and went back to the apartment. Song Youji dragged Zhao Chen into the conference room and began to question the letter.

He had the impression that he had received a few unsigned letters, but that was a long time ago, and he couldn't remember the contents of the letters clearly, and he also threw them away when he packed up the sundries.

"Before we start talking about the business, let's talk about what those letters are about?" Song Youji leaned back on the chair, obviously looking up at Zhao Chen, but giving people the illusion of being condescending.

The redness on the tips of Zhao Chen's ears hadn't faded yet, he lowered his head, squatted down, looked up at Song Youji from an angle slightly lower than that, "I was in the barracks, and I wrote you a letter."

"What did you write?"

"I can't remember, it's probably just trivial things."

Zhao Chen wanted to pretend to be a fool, but Song Youji thought about it and said, "Those letters should be put together with my high school sundries. I'll go back and look for them."

"Didn't you lose it?" Zhao Chen asked in surprise.

"Throw it in the utility room." Song Youji has no habit of throwing letters away, especially now that the Internet is popular, there are not many people who can calm down and write letters. The little notes that had been passed around the school were put together in the utility room.

Song Youji said: "It should be found."

"Let's say goodbye..." Zhao Chen's eyebrows were all knit together, "Maybe I didn't write anything good."

"Let's hear it." Song Youji's lips curled up, and he leaned close to Zhao Chen's face.

"After entering the military academy, I participated in the selection camp of the Sanfu Army in the first school year..."

The Sanfu Legion is the dream of countless soldiers, and the difficulty of selection is also the most devilish among the many legions. The old marshal is getting old, and in order to select a successor as soon as possible, the difficulty has been raised to a higher level. Zhao Chen was selected as the first in the special training camp. One day, he was sent to Hubbard Star, which is hot in the day and cold in the night.

Star Hubbard has 36 hours a day, 50 hours in a high temperature of [-] degrees, and the temperature will drop to minus [-] degrees at night. They have to stay on Star Hubbard for a full month in the absence of supplies. and complete additional tasks.

"One night, the sleeping bag I used to keep warm was cut, and that day I almost froze to death on the ice field, when I was unconscious, I suddenly thought of you, and vowed to write to you if I could survive. Fortunately, after dawn, I completed the mission and was the first person to return to the base. After dealing with the person who wanted to harm me, I wrote you the first letter."

The content of the selection camp was kept secret, so Zhao Chen concealed key information in the letter, only saying that he was almost frozen to death, but still won No.1 in the assessment, and included a lot of insignificant things , after being checked by the person in charge, he sent the letter.

After that, it was out of control.

Thinking that Song Youji would read his letter and try his best to guess the identity of the sender, Zhao Chen felt his whole body full of energy and blood, full of fighting spirit for the next training.

For the next six months, they traveled to different planets and experienced many cruel trainings. The number of people in the selection camp dropped sharply. Some were eliminated, some chose to quit, and some died in the mission.

Zhao Chen persevered and ranked among the best, and the motivation for him to persevere was the letters he sent to Song Youji.

"Once I was bitten by a tiger and leopard in the rainforest of Planet Yas. When I wrote you a letter, I wondered if you would frown when you read the letter, because our discipline inspection committee has always been soft-hearted. Even if he sees someone who doesn't fit with him get hurt, he will step forward to care."

The corners of Zhao Chen's mouth raised slightly, his eyebrows and eyes were provocative.

When he said this, Song Youji had a little impression, he remembered those letters.

The content of the letter was very strange. The person who wrote the letter said that he had been seriously injured, and then that he had received a commendation, and told Song Youji not to worry about him, with a high-ranking and uncontrollable tone.

After graduation, Song Youji often received letters from his classmates or admirers, and sometimes he would reply to them, but the letters sent by Zhao Chen did not have addresses and signatures, so he just thought it was written to him by some boring person and did not let them go. on heart.

"If you attach the address, I may write back to you." Song Youji said seriously.

Zhao Chen stood up slightly, put his lips against Song Youji's, and said with a little regret: "If I knew that I liked you at that time, I might go to you directly with all my injuries, and see if you would like me." Will take me in."

"If your injuries are too scary, I might kick you out." Song Youji joked, with a little more emotion in his eyes, "Are you injured a lot?"

"Many, not many, haven't you seen them all with your own eyes?"

"... I haven't looked at it seriously."

The few times the two met honestly, Song Youji was often taken away by Zhao Chen before he could last long, and it was difficult to stay awake, so there was no time to pay attention to Zhao Chen's injuries.

The only thing I remember is that there is a shallow but long scar on his back near his waist.

Zhao Chen raised the corners of his eyes and said unconvinced, "I even remember exactly how many moles you have on your body!"

"Oh." Song Youji Zhuangruo inadvertently shifted his gaze away to the top of Zhao Chen's head, "Be careful next time."

"No need for next time, just this time." Zhao Chen took Song Youji's hand and put it on his stomach, and with the other hand, he unbuttoned himself.

Through the shirt, Song Youji touched Zhao Chen's abdominal muscles, and couldn't help pinching it, it was soft and elastic.

It was only when Zhao Chen unbuttoned the fourth button that Song Youji came to his senses and said, "This is a conference room, don't mess around."

"Isn't that what you want to see?" Zhao Chen raised his eyes to look at him, his tone full of bewitching meaning.

Song Youji rolled his Adam's apple up and down unconsciously. It is difficult for ordinary people to control his beauty.

But Song Youji resolutely withdrew his hand and said, "Brother is in the apartment by himself, we have to go back early."

Seduction failed, Zhao Chen's face showed a hint of frustration, and Song Youji's voice came from above his head: "Brother is here, I can't let you sleep on the sofa anymore, come to my room."

Zhao Chen raised his head excitedly: "Then I..."

"Beat the floor."

"Huh."

These are the three coldest and most ruthless words Zhao Chen has ever heard.

**

Song Jing was haunted by nightmares all night. The four-hour operation made his body exhausted. Even in his sleep, he kept flashing various details of the operation.

A comatose Yu Ran, a black bomb the size of a nail shell, and the two doctors in charge of assisting him...

Song Jing kept thinking about it, and finally woke up in the middle of the night with a dry throat like a fire burning, and went out to find water, only to meet Song Youji who was also awake.

"Brother? Are you awake?" Seeing Song Jing's tired face, Song Youji poured him a glass of warm water, "Can't sleep?"

"I've been having nightmares." Song Jing leaned on the sofa, rubbing her temples, "Why didn't you sleep?"

"Get up and drink water." Song Youji shook his water glass, "Brother, what did you mean by what you told me in the hospital today?"

Song Jing thought about the conversation between the two today, sighed, and said, "I think there is something wrong with the two doctors who performed the surgery with me today."

"Sang Tong and Monde?" Song Youji's heart trembled, "Who has a problem?"

"Sang Tong is your high school classmate, I have a little impression of him."

"Yes." Song Youji looked at him nervously.

Song Jing said: "I can't say it, I can only say that both of them have problems. Sang Tong was a little timid when performing the operation, and Mengde gave me a feeling of hiding. Both of them are not short of surgeons." strength."

Song Jing really hesitated when he was the first surgeon. Xiaoman City Hospital is a city-level hospital anyway. It is impossible that there is not even a doctor who performs the surgery. If it is fear of life-threatening, both Sang Tong and Meng De Entering the operating room with him, even if he is not the chief surgeon, he will be affected by the explosion to some extent.

During the operation, these two people also did their best and provided him with a lot of professional advice. Song Jing could tell that the two people's abilities were not low, so he couldn't understand why they refused to perform the surgery themselves.

"Sang Tong is an Omega, and he may feel a little uncomfortable in the same room with you. Doctor Mond, I don't know him well, but I heard from Sang Tong that he has always been very smooth, and he has not been a showy personality in the hospital for many years. " Song Youji told his eldest brother what Zhao Chen said about the NL organization, but he subconsciously felt that this matter had nothing to do with Sang Tong.

Song Jing was not surprised. He yawned and said, "My supervisor and I have been researching on Qiao He for a while, and we have indeed found that the gland reconstruction surgery is reversible. But now we lack practice, we There is no original data of the NL organization, so I dare not rashly perform surgery on Qiao He. I came this time because I also listened to my instructor and wanted to find the data of the NL organization."

Hearing that his elder brother also had his own plan, Song Youji felt a little relieved, but he had one more important thing to tell Song Jing, which was also the reason why he couldn't fall asleep tonight.

"Brother, father..." Song Youji said tentatively, and just after he said a few words, he heard Song Jing's snoring.

Considering the elder brother's fatigue, Song Youji felt that it would be better to bring up the matter later, so he carried Song Jing back to the room, covered him with a quilt, and then turned and left.

Back in the bedroom, Song Youji moved carefully, afraid of stepping on Zhao Chen who was on the ground. Unexpectedly, just after taking two steps, someone grabbed his ankle, fell down with an unstable center of gravity, and was firmly held into his arms by Zhao Jiu middle.

Zhao Chen closed his eyes, sniffed his hair, and said, "Although I know it's the pheromone from big brother, I'm upset when I think of you smelling like someone else."

"Are you a dog nose?" Song Youji said helplessly, "Why didn't you sleep?"

"I woke up when you went out just now, blame me for being too vigilant." Zhao Chen pressed Song Youji's shoulder and asked with concern, "Can't sleep?"

Song Youji closed his eyes, "A little bit."

"Then let's do something interesting!"

Song Youji couldn't respond, Zhao Chen had already taken off his pajamas, "Although you can't see my perfect figure if you don't turn on the light, you can still develop it by feeling."

"Here, it's the gunshot wound from the battle with the Star Thief." Song Youji's hand was pressed less than five centimeters away from the heart, and the skin around it was smooth, except for the bumps there.

Zhao Chen: "Actually, that battle went very smoothly. It only took us half a day to wipe out hundreds of people. I was too careless. When I cleaned up the battlefield, I didn't find that there was a fish that slipped through the net. From then on, I will Make up the knife in time."

"Also here, I was scratched by the mermaid of Hai Lanxing. We were ordered to rescue the little mermaid prince who was affected by the civil strife, but the little guy was too vigilant and gave me a paw when he came up. On the mermaid paw in the fighting state It’s highly poisonous, but fortunately his brother gave him the medicine in time, otherwise I might have died there. The wound has healed, and the mermaid’s ointment is very effective, so I might not be able to touch it.”

Zhao Chen's tone was downplaying, but what he was talking about was that his life was hanging by a thread time and time again.

Song Youji's hand followed Zhao Chen's scars, and followed him through the short few years, the experience of several near-deaths, the marshal of the Sanfu Legion, seemed to have infinite scenery, and behind him was the glory of scars piled up one after another .

"And this..." Zhao Chen was silent suddenly, and asked Song Youji, "Are you asleep?"

Song Youji replied: "No, I'm feeling your medal."

"It's not a medal, it's a mission." Zhao Chen took Song Youji's hand away from his body, and said, "Don't talk about it, I was caught out by you."

"You touched it yourself, you're useless." There was a smile in Song Youji's voice.

"That's your hand too, I'm going to the bathroom."

"Don't go." Song Youji hooked his wrist and said softly, "Shall I help you?"