MTL - Transmigrating into a 90’s Cat, I Want to Work for My Home Country-Chapter 122 One hundred and twenty-two cats and cubs case, transition

The note is in bits and pieces.

The first few lines of words are logically clear, but later on, it becomes obvious that the logic is not smooth, and there are even confusing words.

Qin Xiao must carefully identify the associations in order to roughly understand the meaning of those confusing words.

Obviously, after that, the spirit of Dongfang Zhengyang had begun to blur, and the messages were written in a mess.

Qin Xiao's hand holding the paper tightened unconsciously, leaving deep creases on the red blood-stained notebook page.

"Yao An, Yao An, go to Yao An... He will definitely find Yao An."

“…A few years ago, I was damned, it was me who was damned. It was I who was sorry for Qiu Zi, and I paid him what I owed him. Captain, I am also sorry for you…I have stayed until now. , he really came. I waited, waited... or waited until this day."

"I take all the affairs of Pengcheng on my own, and take advantage of the fact that others don't know, Captain, get him back quickly."

"Captain, get Qiu Yu... back, he still has a future, he is alive... He has to come back alive! He can't, can't, he shouldn't... can't!!"

Qin Xiao could only make out one or two characters, and saw that the overlapping handwriting penetrated the back of the paper, and the end of the handwriting pierced the paper.

Qin Xiao squeezed the paper in his hand and stood stiffly in place.

For a moment, his head was blank.

The whole person seems to have been immobilized and stiffened into a sculpture.

The deep pupils stared blankly at the incandescent lamp above his head.

Guo Chaoming was relying on the rest chair to wait for the end of the operation, but suddenly, he found Qin Xiao's face stiff, and he copied the piece of paper.

After he browsed very quickly, Guo Chaoming pressed the tip of his tongue against his posterior molars, and pressed his left index finger and **** on his cheek: "Nima! I'm **** your uncle!"

Qiu Yu, you bastard!

You step on the horse, you are still **** alive... still alive... **** alive!

Tears came down from the corners of my eyes, and my eyes were red.

Guo Chaoming is no better than Qin Xiao, Qin Xiao's position in the action team is actually quite ruthless.

He has a deep relationship with the team members, but, always separated by a layer, the team members did not dare to gag with Qin Xiao without any scruples.

Qin Xiao is like the Dinghai Shenzhen in the action team, but he is naturally cold and stern, and has a sense of indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away.

There is an instinctive sense of alienation.

So, although everyone is a deadly friendship, Qin Xiao is taciturn and usually does not communicate much with the team members.

Instead, Guo Chaoming plays the role of a close brother like a political commissar.

In that year, the team members of the same period were disabled and injured.

Leaving only one of Dongfang Zhengyang, and followed them all the way to the Cuilian Mountain base.

Guo Chaoming has been observing Dongfang Zhengyang secretly, and he always felt that the mission a few years ago was strange.

But Dongfang Zhengyang was their dead comrade and brother, and he didn't want to think like that.

Dongfang Zhengyang's state is not much better than Qin Xiao's, he also experienced great setbacks.

Since that mission, Dongfang Zhengyang has been taciturn, even less gloomy than Qin Xiao.

As a comrade-in-arms, Guo Chaoming did not dare to ask Dongfang Zhengyang openly and honestly, for fear of making everyone sad and arousing Dongfang Zhengyang's psychological reaction.

It was a scar on everyone's heart, and they didn't want to mention it.

So, he dragged and dragged until today.

"Qin Xiao," Guo Chaoming took a deep breath and stretched out his hand to hold Qin Xiao's wrist.

Qin Xiao raised his head slightly, the incandescent light above his head was so bright and indifferent. He blinked, his eyes full of red blood—not dead, not dead.

The two looked at each other, Guo Chaoming squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "...Lieyang will not."

The meaning between the lines of Dongfang Zhengyang... is that he did something wrong. What's wrong? do not know.

Bai Xiaxia shrank silently into Qin Xiao's arms, she could not understand the cipher text on the paper, but just need to poke the bubbles that popped out of the top of the two people's heads, you can Figure out things.

The cat glanced at the dazed and puzzled, and because of the presence of outsiders, Captain Song, who had no way to come over to ask, propped his chin with his claws in a melancholy-sounds, it was a miserable s story.

Is that student-like young man with a scent on his body, Qiu Yu?

Why does he always give himself an extremely dangerous and terrifying feeling, like a desperado walking in the jungle and walking on a tightrope?

The sense of danger that can make her fry her hair is still fresh in Bai Xiaxia's memory.

And, if so, Qiu Yu, Qin Xiao and Guo Chaoming are dead comrades and brothers, why did they not recognize them when they met face to face?

"Pop!"

The lights in the operating room suddenly dimmed.

Bai Xiaxia immediately raised her cat face, and tried her best to look in through the gap of the crowd, trying to take a look at Dongfang Zhengyang.

If he's alive, it's…

"Sorry."

The gray-haired expert doctor took off his mask, sighed softly, raised his hand, and the young nurse at the back came out pushing the operating cart: "It's too late, we can only do this degree."

"...Several, the patient is too seriously injured, and his will to survive is not strong. We can only barely maintain his vital signs... Next. We can only see God's will."

Bai Xiaxia's plush body, who tried her best to grab Qin Xiao's arm with her claws, suddenly froze, keeping her original posture blankly, and her eyes fell straight on the operating table.

Song Bei unconsciously clenched his fists, his expression was a little stiff, and his heart was very uncomfortable - Lie Yang was only in his twenties! What a wonderful time, how could it be gone like this? !

Although the doctor said it euphemistically, it was no different from sentenced Dongfang Zhengyang to death.

Let's just say directly, prepare for his funeral, we can't do anything about it.

Bai Xia Xia Yuanyang's eyes were a little dazed, and some couldn't believe their ears.

She really doesn't like Dongfang Zhengyang, every time she sees Dongfang Zhengyang, the guy's expression is gloomy.

The whole body seemed to be shrouded in a dark and heavy haze.

Bai Xiaxia has a very keen sense of smell, and people's emotions and personality will affect their own smell.

Bai Xiaxia can often smell this odor clearly.

For this reason, she doesn't like Dongfang Zhengyang very much, because Dongfang Zhengyang gives Bai Xiaxia a very bad feeling of depression.

That kind of depression is rarely seen in the base troops.

Because most of the young warriors are full of energy, with yearning, vision for the future and sunshine, even the smell of sadness is bright and bright.

Dongfang Zhengyang is like withered grass in the sun flower, withering quietly.

Bai Xiaxia has observed him for several days, but Dongfang Zhengyang is like a robot without extra thoughts.

Bubble never appeared on the top of his head, and most of the time he was playing with various firearms by himself, disassembling and disassembling.

Like, that gun was all he had in his life. Only when he touched a firearm did he have emotional ups and downs, a different feeling than usual.

Bai Xiaxia tried several times, she followed Dongfang Zhengyang, and wanted to tease him to talk to catch up, so she popped a bubble for herself.

However, this guy is gloomy and ruthless.

Bai Xiaxia can only give up.

But, is he going to die?

Qin Xiao and Guo Chaoming rushed over in two or three steps, and they looked at the familiar and unfamiliar faces lying weakly on the hospital bed, pale and bloodless under the oxygen mask.

Dongfang Zhengyang closed his eyes tightly, and his facial features were full of death.

Pale cyan complexion, cold as if she would never wake up again.

Song Bei grabbed the chief surgeon tightly, with red eyes: "Doctor, Lieyang is still young, you can't just give up! Think about it again, think about it!"

The old doctor waved to the young doctor next to him, motioning to push Dongfang Zhengyang to the Icu.

"Captain Song, we are not dead, we are really helpless... Comrade soldiers are injured to protect the family and the country. If you can, I can do whatever you want. We really have nothing to do."

The cat dare not blink, for fear of missing it.

She kept staring at the top of his head, but it was empty, and there was no hint of a mission.

"System."

Bai Xiaxia couldn't help it: "I..."

"No."

"The system cannot provide help beyond the world's medical level." The system slowly displayed a line of words: "I can only use points to improve his luck, but his current state is too dangerous. Even if The first cost of a lot of points can only increase the chance of survival by one thousandth, or even one ten thousandth."

"The most important thing is that you can't accept the task, and everything you think is in vain. Dongfang Zhengyang is in a coma and has a weak will to survive."

In this case, Bai Xiaxia has no choice but to spend points.

Because, Dongfang Zhengyang is in a coma and cannot release the task.

Bai Xiaxia: "…"

The snow-white Persian cat watched the nurse push the car away sadly, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she patted her claws excitedly: "Can I accept other people's tasks?"

Qin Xiao, Guo Chaoming, they will definitely hope for a miracle, and there is hope that Dongfang Zhengyang will survive, as long as she accepts...

"Useless."

The system poured cold water on Bai Xiaxia: "Using points to improve the chance of survival is closely related to his own will to survive."

"The wishes of others can slightly increase the probability of Dongfang Zhengyang waking up, but it cannot really decide his own life and death."

Bai Xia Xia hangs her cat ears: "Is there no way?"

Guo Chaoming and Song Bei were standing in the intensive care unit, bent over, trying their best to look inside through the small window.

However, only a snowy white can be seen.

Song Bei sighed: "This child is also, how can he be so impulsive?"

How old are you, and still like this... Song Bei's feet were heavy, and he sat down with his face pressed.

The sky was dim and dark clouds covered the sun.

The pouring rain turned to light rain, but still no sunlight.

Song Bei and the others had a casual breakfast in the hospital cafeteria. Director Zhao saw that the situation had settled down, and the leaders directly under him had come, so he couldn't help much by staying here.

Simply rushed back to Pengcheng with people. Before leaving, he made an agreement with Song Bei that he would call them immediately if the case progressed.

Song Bei and the others were not in the mood. They sat in the hospital lounge chairs, and the atmosphere was dull.

The hospital arranged a rest room for Song Bei and Qin Xiao, but Song Bei politely refused. They wanted to stay outside the hospital bed for a while.

They still want to wait, maybe Dongfang Zhengyang wakes up?

With such a slim hope, one has to wait.

"By the way, did Lieyang's family inform you?"

"I asked Xiao Sun to do it."

After a few words, everyone bowed their heads and fell silent.

Bai Xiaxia squatted by the window on the third floor, and couldn't think of a good way for a while.

She is just a cat, although there is a system, but this system is too bad to give much help.

Most of the time, Bai Xiaxia uses the system as a mind-reading technique and a task release NPC.

As for the points, who knows if she can be turned back into a human? Just wait and see.

The cat was a little melancholy, and the cat looked up at the gloomy sky outside.

The cat lowered his head and glanced at Qin Xiao standing at the door on the first floor.

The young officer bowed his head slightly, with a cigarette between his fingertips, he slowly bit the cigarette **** with his teeth, but did not light it.

It is rare for Bai Xiaxia, as if she has lost her direction.

Qin Xiao has always been a person with a firm heart and a clear goal.

He is self-disciplined and restrained, always knows what he wants, knows what he needs to do, restrained and calm.

He is the kind of person that Bai Xiaxia envies the most and will never change in this life.

But now...

Bai Xiaxia huddled in the corner of the windowsill, the cat's chin rested between the two paws, and sighed melancholy.

She knew that at this moment, whether it was Qin Xiao or Guo Chaoming, they needed a person to think quietly and not bother.

Qin Xiao held the unlit cigarette and watched the rain under the eaves for more than half an hour.

Look at the passers-by who come and go trampling on the rain, look at the gloomy sky above... After a long time, he raised his long legs and walked into the light rain that gradually turned less and less.

"Comrade Qin, why don't you even bring an umbrella? Did you not bring an umbrella?" The doctor on duty on the first floor saw Qin Xiao and saw him walk in in the light rain, so he quickly handed him an umbrella Towel, Qin Xiao waved his hand: "Can I borrow the phone?"

"OK."

Qin Xiao picked up the phone and glanced at the doctor on duty.

The middle-aged doctor has great eyesight, he smiled and picked up the medical record book: "Xiao Li, it's almost time for a ward round."

Qin Xiao stood in front of the phone, and then he dialed the base.

"Is Dr. Jiang there?"

Qin Xiao held the microphone and waited for a while. After about five minutes, someone picked up the phone.

The young doctor's familiar polite voice is gentle and flat: "Qin Xiao?"

Jiang Ping held down the microphone, but there was no sound coming from the opposite side for a long time, he frowned slightly: "How about playing games with me?"

Qin Xiao was silent for about half a minute, his voice hoarse: "Jiang Ping, let me ask you again, is Qiu Yu dead?"

The young doctor with peach blossom eyes twitched lightly, he subconsciously raised the frame of his glasses and replied with a smile: "Qin Xiao, I told you already. Why, you appear again Hallucinations? You are just thinking about it every day and dreaming at night. It is caused by long-term obsession..."

"I've seen him."

"Huh?" The somewhat distorted male voice on the phone showed natural surprise and doubt: "Who have you met?"

"..." Jiang Ping continued: "Qin Xiao, you are so inexplicable, why did you suddenly mention Qiu Yu? Back then, you knew about Qiu Yu's injury, you should know better than me, Don't you know if he can live or not? You may have aggravated mental illness, it is really serious, mental illness is difficult to treat..."

"..." Qin Xiao suppressed something in his throat, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, every word with anger: "Jiang Ping, stop talking about your useless nonsense!"

The young officer's voice was cold and angry, but also cold and ruthless, with a frosty autumnal tone: "You still want to pretend to me? Is it interesting?"

Jiang Ping was stunned: "...what are you talking about?"

The phone was hung up, Jiang Ping's signature gentle smile was restrained by three points. If he had a faint smile, the young doctor raised the frame of his glasses with cold fingers and looked at the clerk on duty: "I'm sorry, I want to make a private call."

"Oh oh oh!"

The clerk on duty hurried out of the office. When he went out, he brought Jiang Ping's door to his room, and muttered in his heart: Captain Qin's tone on the phone was not very good. Just now, Dr. Jiang's expression was also not too good.

Two people quarreling?

Jiang Ping quickly broadcast a series of numbers.

"Beep..."

"Beep..."

The beep sounded for a long time, and was picked up by an old female voice: "Oh, it's Xiaojiang."

"Lao Meng Lao Meng, come on, Xiao Jiang is calling you..."

At the same time, Qin Xiao expressionlessly listened to the gentle female voice in the microphone: "Doctor Meng hasn't come to work yet. Why don't you leave a name, I'll notify Dr. Meng in the afternoon and ask him to give Call me back, okay?"

"No thanks!"

Qin Xiao stood by the desk, thinking for a long time, suddenly, he turned around and walked out of the office quickly.

"Captain, I want to ask for leave, I want to go out."

Song Bei looked at Qin Xiao and Guo Chaoming who came back from front and back, his brows furrowed into Sichuan characters: "What are you two doing here?"

"Do you want to ask for leave? No! There are a lot of things waiting for you at the base, and I was just about to tell you, just find two soldiers from Dongfang Zhengyang here to guard. Bian Er's training selection is very important and must be watched."

"He goes!"

Qin Xiao and Guo Chaoming looked at each other at the same time, Song Bei laughed angrily: "What's the matter with you two?"

Qin Xiao and Guo Chaoming fell silent.

They didn't want to involve Song Bei in the case a few years ago.

Song Bei had already been implicated by them, and was transferred to the Cuilian Mountain base with them, but in the end he just suffered from Chiyu.

If you really tell Song Bei, he may be affected.

Song Bei narrowed his eyes, realizing the seriousness of the matter, and frowned: "You can't act impulsively."

"You two, only one."

"Xiao Guo, you stay."

"Why?"

Guo Chaoming was very unwilling, Song Bei was expressionless: "Chief of Staff Pei definitely doesn't want a group of ice lumps."

One Qin Xiao is ruthless enough, plus another Zheng Weidong.

These two are frozen together, and the students who will be trained... Song Bei can't think about it.

Guo Chaoming had to stay as a neutralizer.

Guo Chaoming: It's very annoying! Why am I the one who gets hurt every time? !

"The cat accompanies me back!"

Bai Xiaxia jumped on Qin Xiao's shoulder in a panic, her small claws hugged Qin Xiao's neck, and pressed her chin on Qin Xiao's shoulder: "No, I want to be with Xiao Qinzi. "

It must be dangerous for Xiao Qinzi to go out, she is going to help.

You can come back to see the training at the base at any time. Bai Xiaxia is unpopular and tells Xiao Qinzi to go out alone.

"No. You're a cat wandering around, it's not good! You don't know what Xiao Qin is going to do this trip, it's very dangerous. You'll cause him trouble..."

Song Bei tried to fool, a certain cat proudly raised her chest: "Meow!"

Who says I don't know, I know!

Song Bei: "???"

Captain Song is too familiar with Bai Xiaxia. Looking at the cat's proud expression, he narrowed his eyes: "You know?"

"Of course!" The snow-white Persian cat nodded heavily and rubbed his little Qinzi: "It won't cause trouble for Xiao Qinzi!" The guy was out of control again.

Captain Song was suddenly very unhappy, and snorted: "Humph!"

"You two! OK!"

Song Tuantuan is jealous: "Tell the cat not to tell me!"

Damn!

Song Tuantuan: Really. People are not as good as cats!

Qin Xiao: "...Actually, I didn't tell..." Song Tuantuan sneered and stared back at the second half of the sentence.

Qin Xiao is innocent: I really didn't tell this cat!