Chapter 143 Resurrection

The little nurse stood aside and saw Huo Xiu tearing off the bandages on her face. She hurried over to stop them: "Shir, these wounds have not healed. You can't tear them off."

"I know." Huo Xiu doesn't care. He knows about his physical condition. Although he can't open his eyes these days, he can also feel some.

"I'll inform the doctor now." After saying that, the little nurse picked up the terminal.

Huo Xiu came out of the bathroom and slowly walked towards the balcony. The outside was different from the indoors. The hot sun shone on the balcony, and the occasional wind also brought the upcoming heat of the past. He stood quietly for a while, and several people came into the ward, but they were so knowledgeable that they did not come forward.

"Where's what's on me?" Huo Xiu asked, knowing that the little nurse had been standing beside him.

"What?" The little nurse asked knowingly.

"I'll give you a minute to get back everything you took from me." Huo Xiu said calmly, but the commanding majesty in his words was irresistible.

"Yes, sir." The little nurse seemed to be shocked and hurried away.

About half a minute, she ran back gasping and handed over a small basket with a black G53 officer pistol and two magazines; a blood-stained private terminal; two soldier cards, one of which was pulled off her neck by Anne.

Huo Xiu picked up Anne's soldier card, stunned for a moment, then put it around his neck with himself, and then turned on the private terminal. Thousands of messages popped up when he entered the interface. He opted out. Now he was not in the mood to see it at all. He just checked the specific time.

Finally, he picked up the G53 pistol, gently pulled the sleeve and loaded the bullet. Then the little nurse put the gun back in the basket with a look of words and asked, "What's your name?"

"Bang Kexin, a nurse with the army, the rank of lieutenant, officer." She replied that no wonder she called Huo Xiu a 'commier' from the beginning, and it turned out that he was also an active military soldier.

"Well, Lieutenant, put these things on my bedside." Huo Xiu said to her.

After saying that, he returned to the room.

A large group of experts and professors had to check his physical condition, but he refused. After asking about his symptoms, he took everyone out on the grounds of personal discomfort. However, Fang Kexin stayed, and he needed someone to do something for him.

He reported his family's safety. Although his current appearance looks terrible, he knows that he is fine except for some weakness. As for why, he couldn't figure it out for a while. Maybe it was related to the mysterious character in the dream, but since he couldn't die, he wouldn't be entangled with it.

He has not been in a good mental state for several days in a row, but there are many people who visit and video communication on the spot. He told Fang Kexin that except for some important people he listed on the list, none of them. But it's enough for him to be busy, his family, friends, colleagues in the army... They can always find many topics to annoy him.

But he knew the purpose of their doing so - they tried not to let him think badly, and they also knew a little about the fate of the fleet and the whereabouts of several officers, but Huo Xiu, the mysterious and strange object, only told a few fleet commanders, and he was not even sure whether what he saw was an illusion.

From the moment he woke up, he felt that the world was much more strange, and there seemed to be a force in his body, whether it was the surrounding people or the environment.

But it's okay. If there are fewer people, he won't think nonsense. Some people say that time can heal the wound, but can it heal the pain?

He doesn't know.

His body is getting better day by day, but his will is getting depressed. He can't find any goal. The war is over and all human beings have ushered in peace, but he has an untie heart knot. What did he get in the end after paying so much? On the contrary, it was painful and torture accompanied his future life.

He has never felt that the two of them have such an important place in his heart. As the saying goes, he didn't know how to cherish it until he lost it. He fell into his own knot, and no one could untie it for him. Every day, in addition to everyone's concern, he was more quietly in a daze, sometimes touching the ring, and sometimes looking at the soldier's card around his neck.

It's been half a month like this.

His body is fine, but those strange scars have never disappeared. He has been treated from the inside out and even had plastic surgery, but he still can't suppress the signs of ulceration, but it will not continue to deteriorate. These strange things upset him.

One morning, when Huo Xiu, who was lying quietly in **, was considering whether to leave the hospital or not, the door was quietly pushed open and a light footsteps came.

Fang Kexin is cleaning for him outside the living room. She knows very well that Huo Xiu doesn't like to be disturbed by anyone at this time. It's definitely not her.

Huo Xiu turned around and found Song Peilan, dressed in casual clothes, walking towards him with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

"It's you."

"Surprise?" She smiled, put down the flower, sat by the bed, and looked at Huo Xiu carefully. After a while, she said, "I thought you were dead."

"Is this what you really think?" He made a rare laugh. Unlike other people's concerns and greetings, Song Peilan's behavior could expel his depression.

"You made me come all the way from the Delta Galaxy and stay in the low-temperature hibernation cabin for dozens of hours. When I woke up, I was driven out and dragged my tired and stiff body straight to the roof of the hospital. I didn't even have time to put on the woman's most important makeup, so I stood in front of you. Do you think it's better for you to die or not to die?"

Huo Xiu listened to her complaints in a frenance, moved helplessly and said, "Come on, this position next to you is reserved for you - if you don't mind."

"Who would mind if there is a place to lie down?" Song Peilan lay down rudely, kicked off his high heels, then got into the quilt and grabbed a large piece of quilt.

The two lay side by side, with their hand pads under their heads and looking at the ceiling. Song Peilan said, "If you change the scenery, what's beautiful about the blue sky and white clouds? If you change the dusk, the sunset will fall, and the beautiful scenery on the grassland."

"What you wish, Miss Song." Huo Xiu pressed a few times next to him. After screening the conditions, the wall layout of the whole room changed, and the beautiful grassland scenery of the sunset was displayed in front of them.

"That's right!" She said, "Do you find this scenery particularly suitable for both of us?"

"What do you say?" Huo Xiu asked.

"So beautiful picture, it's just a man and a woman lying on it." She said, "Hang together and say some blushing whispers. The vows are too fake, but sweet words have to come."

"Haha..." Huo Xiu laughed, "Miss Song, are you going to come here to stimulate me? A sick guy, where is this kind of picture suitable?

"In a word, I think it's very appropriate." She said, "You know, losing something doesn't mean losing everything. Look at me, I've completely devoted my years to the Military CIA, but I always have to have some desire. The environment and conditions limit me to achieve this, and even thinking is a luxury, but I haven't lived freely yet."

"Look at you again, I don't know how many times your condition is better than mine!" Song Peilan said tastelessly and was a little jealous, "He is powerful, young and powerful, and good-looking. These conditions are put forward and waved casually. Isn't the woman in the house and car obediently sent to the door?"

"Is this your dream?" Huo Xiu smiled.

"What about my dream!" She doesn't mind at all, "As long as a person has a thinking head, there will always be something to pursue. You think I'm willing to put my life into the Military CIA and don't care about anything else - then you have to make a big mistake.

"Thank you for telling me this." Huo Xiu said, "Your inspirational career can indeed inspire my confidence, but a person has to take some time to adjust and adapt."

"I believe you won't disappoint." Song Peilan said affirmatively.

The two lay quietly and said nothing more.

Song Peilan moved around in the quilt. After a while, she threw her clothes and trousers on the chair beside her and said, "There is something wrong with the air conditioner in your room. It's so hot. I suggest you complain about the hospital. There is a problem with the equipment of living in such a luxurious suite at a high price.

"I don't think you will forget the fact that there is a man beside you now." Huo Xiu said that due to the temperature of the room, he only slept with a quilt in a pair of shorts last night. Song Peilan felt that it was normal to be hot, but as soon as she was proud, the two had a close contact.

"I don't blush. What are you afraid of as a big man?" She didn't mind saying that she wanted to turn over and get the pillow on the other side, but withdrew her hand with a strange face.

"How have you been in the past half month?" She stared at him.

"What?" Huo Xiu's face was also a little strange.

She suddenly leaned her face near his shoulder and whispered, "Is it that Master Huo can't even handle the beautiful female nurse outside and has persisted like this for half a month?"

"Miss Fang is a serious person, and I don't want to be too involved. What's more, look at my current dignity, casually strolling around the street to ensure that there are a series of voices of children who are scared to cry behind.

"It turns out that your self-confidence in women will be exhausted one day." She said with a smile, quietly touching his chest with one hand.

"Don't do this." Huo Xiu said, "It's not easy to deal with relationships beyond friendship."

"I'll take care of it. Don't forget my identity." Song Peilan whispered in his ear, "Besides, can you resist now?"

"I can't." Huo Xiu's hand had already rested on her waist.

"Then why do you talk so much nonsense!" Song Peilan said angrily, "Good boy, show me your technique of disarming all women with one hand?"

While talking, Song Peilan had found that almost all the clothes on his body had run to his hand. His right hand was pulled out from under the quilt, and the black close-fitting clothes with residual warmth were being grasped by him.

"Bad guy!" She bent down and kissed him gently on the lips.

After a while, Song Peilan turned over and rode on Huo Xiu and asked, "If the action is too violent, you won't die, will you?"

"FUCK!"