After Meng Jinhuai picked up Duan Hengye, he realized that Duan Hengye was lighter than he thought. He was so light that he didn't look like an adult man who was over 1.8 meters tall. It wasn't until he picked him up that Meng Jinhuai couldn't help but lower his head to take a look. Then, he finally realized that Duan Hangye's cheeks had become somewhat sunken in at some point in time …
In the interstellar era, the medical industry was very developed. There weren't many people like Duan Hengye who had been in a sub-healthy state.
His physical fitness had been hovering below the health line all year round, plus he had been working non-stop recently. Duan Hengye's already weak resistance plummeted. After the poison took effect, the surging pain instantly drowned him.
Even though his body was in unbearable pain, Duan Hengye was still conscious after being picked up. As an adult, he didn't think that being picked up in public was a good thing at all, even if the person was his legal spouse. So even though his body was in great pain, Duan Hengye instinctively made a gesture of rejection.
Even though Duan Hengye didn't have much strength now, Meng Jinhuai, who was walking out of the banquet hall, still felt his movement. The marshal couldn't help but frown, then he said in a low voice, "Don't move."
Meng Jinhuai's aura was scary when he was serious. Even though he wasn't angry now, Duan Hengye's hand still paused for a moment when he heard the marshal's words, then he slowly retracted his hand. Coupled with his current state … he looked really pitiful.
He was like an animal that had just been caught in the rain and was picked up by someone.
Seeing this, Meng Jinhuai couldn't help but sigh.
From his point of view, Duan Hengye's eyes were tightly shut. Even though he was trying to control himself, the expression on his face was still painful and depressed. In fact, Meng Jinhuai had always known that Duan Hengye was a very patient person.
Ever since Meng Jinhuai learned about his identity and skills, he vaguely had some guesses about his past. But guessing was one thing, seeing it with his own eyes was another. When the marshal saw this person's weakness, he couldn't help but feel a dull pain in his heart.
In the eyes of others, Meng Jinhuai seemed to have walked out of the banquet hall in an instant. Little did he know, however, that this journey was exceptionally long for him.
At this moment, Duan Hengye's expression, as well as the uncontrollable trembling of his body due to pain, instantly reminded Meng Jinhuai of the painful memories of his own life that he had deliberately forgotten.
Very few people would care that this man, who stood at the top of the pyramid of the Ye Tian Empire and even the entire interstellar power, was actually a person who had long been used to losing.
After seeing Duan Hengye's fragile and painful expression in his arms, Meng Jinhuai suddenly remembered his own past.
With a special family background and a special spiritual power value, Meng Jinhuai was destined to be extraordinary from the moment he was born. But this "uniqueness" gave him a legendary experience and the admiration of countless people, but it also took away a lot of things from his life.
Childhood, naivety, friends, parents …
Fate always took away the good things from him and gave him pain in return. Meng Jinhuai understood this principle when he was young. But just as he was gradually becoming numb, an accident happened. A young man named "Duan Hengye" appeared in his life.
That always unfair fate gave Meng Jinhuai, who had fallen to the bottom of the abyss, a good thing for the first time.
The end of the banquet hall was connected to the living area of the House of the Marshal. After learning of the abnormal situation, the robots were already waiting there. After the gray metal door opened, a few top-notch medical robots and the Marshal's Residence's doctors surrounded the two of them.
At this time, Duan Hengye's thoughts were completely robbed by the pain. He was sweating all over and his body was trembling slightly.
Meng Jinhuai carefully handed Duan Hengye to the robots. Then, he stood still and slowly let out a long breath.
The doctors who followed him could not help but sneak a glance at Meng Jinhuai. As expected of the Marshal who was used to all kinds of dangerous situations. Although there was still unconcealable worry in his eyes, Meng Jinhuai's expression was calm.
But in their panic, they did not see that Meng Jinhuai's hands had secretly clenched into fists. He thought that the treasure he thought was taken away by the heavens might have been returned to him …
"Contact the LDK-300 Research Institute." Meng Jinhuai ordered the people around him as he followed them to the infirmary.
The Marshal considered himself to be a very rational person. He always liked to neatly categorize and categorize his feelings like knowledge. Although Meng Jinhuai did not really understand his feelings, his intuition was telling him that he could not lose Duan Hengye.
It was not an exaggeration to say that Duan Hengye's sudden fainting caused the House of the Marshal to fall into chaos.
After Meng Jinhuai carried him away for a long time, the people in the banquet hall began to talk. At this time, the guests had not yet recovered from the sudden incident just now. Although everyone deliberately opened their mouths to break this incomparably strange silence, everyone's mind was repeatedly replaying the scene just now.
Everyone present was a well-known figure in the Empire. Other than being curious about the incident itself, they were also trying to estimate Duan Hengye's real condition and the impact his health would have on the Yetian Empire's situation.
Of course, there were those who were secretly calculating in their hearts, and there were also those who could not help but speak their minds.
For example, at this moment, in the southeast corner of the banquet hall, a young man in a dark coffee-colored gown used the cover of a wine glass to whisper to the person beside him, "... Hey, why do I feel that Duan Hangye's body is even worse than the rumors?" He was standing not far from Duan Hangye just now, so he could be considered to be someone who could see the entire situation more clearly.
After hearing the man's words, the other man also looked around carefully, then leaned closer and said, "Yeah, recall how many times it has been today. Once at the Research Institute, once at the Star Selection Institute, and now at Nan zhuxing, he fainted in front of everyone! Think about it, today's event is so big. If Duan Hengye could endure it, he would've done it a long time ago. Since he fainted, it means the problem is more serious than we thought. "
The man's tone was very exaggerated. After counting three times with his fingers, he said, "I think we should find someone to investigate Duan Hengye's situation as soon as possible. If the problem is serious, we'll have to reconsider investing in the Research Institute and Ye Tian's future. "
Mecha research was an industry that consumed a lot of money. In addition to the Empire's routine funding, almost all of the Ye Tian tycoons had invested in it.
Although the division of labor in the Research Institute was a lot clearer now, in the eyes of most people, Duan Hengye was still the same as the Yetian Empire's Mecha Research Institute. The sudden appearance of his health undoubtedly made people worry about the future of the Research Institute.
Just as the two of them gathered together to discuss how to investigate Duan Hengye's health, they suddenly heard the sound of high-heeled footsteps.
The sound appeared a bit too suddenly. After hearing it, the two of them instantly stopped their discussion.
With the reflection of the wine glass in their hands, the people standing outside saw the owner of the footsteps.
One of the two marshals of Nan zhuxing, Yu Xinlan, was standing behind the two of them with her arms crossed.
On her black military uniform, the silver-white epaulets were glowing coldly. Her dark red hair was like a flame burning on the wall of the wine glass. After seeing the two of them secretly sizing her up, Yu Xinlan expressionlessly walked to the two of them.
She didn't walk fast. The sound of her heels hitting the floor knocked on the hearts of the two of them, making them involuntarily nervous.
After a while, Yu Xinlan stopped in front of the two of them. Then she looked at them and asked coldly, "You want to find someone to investigate? Why don't you see if I'm suitable? "
Compared to Meng Jinhuai and Dongfang Hewen, Yu Xinlan's image was more approachable. Therefore, most people would forget that she was also a general who had walked out of the flames of war with countless military achievements.
When Yu Xinlan's face turned cold, the aura on her body instantly suppressed the two people in front of her to the point that they could not breathe.
"General … General Yu …" The person who spoke first slowly put down his glass and said with a trembling voice, "We … We didn't mean that. We were just purely, uh … worried about Professor Duan's health."
After hearing this person's sophistry, Yu Xinlan didn't intend to pursue the matter. She just nodded and said to the two of them, "Today's matter is a bit special. The military doesn't want this news to leak out for the time being. I heard that the two of you have a lot of power in the Star Web media … "
Now that the military was busy, Yu Xinlan obviously didn't have time to look for trouble in the banquet hall. Just like she said, today's situation was very special. The military didn't want this news to leak out for the time being. Therefore, after officially notifying the reporters present, she found the two Star Web media investors who also came to the banquet.
Yu Xinlan, who originally just wanted to communicate with the investors, didn't expect to accidentally overhear something like this …
Therefore, the general took the opportunity to threaten them.
After the negotiation was completed and the two investors were sent away, Yu Xinlan finally stood in place and let out a sigh of relief. Actually, the two of them were right. Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai's special status meant that the relationship between the two of them would more or less affect the situation in the Galaxy.
Businessmen pursued profits. As the head of the research institute, if something happened to Duan Hengye's health, a lot of people would start to reevaluate the relationship between the research institute and Nan Zhuxing.
Thinking of this, Yu Xinlan slowly turned around and looked in the direction that Meng Jinhuai just left. No matter what, she still prayed that Duan Hengye was fine …
Although Nan Zhuxing intentionally blocked the news, everyone knew that it was impossible to completely block people's mouths. Not to mention, there were so many people present, and they came from all corners of the Empire.
After the banquet ended, all the reporters had a tacit understanding not to report this matter. However, the news of Duan Hengye's health condition once again spread through the Galaxy in the form of "gossip". A few hours later, Nan Zhuxing released an announcement to the public, explaining that Duan Hengye was just overly tired and that there was nothing wrong with his body. They also told everyone not to worry.
Although this was the statement, the truth was not so.
Because of Duan Hengye's poison, the entire House of the Marshal was now a mess.
However, the central figure of the incident, Duan Hengye … was powerless. This was because he discovered that he was once again floating in mid-air — just like before he died in his previous life. Fortunately, Duan Hengye's eyesight was good as he was in soul form. He could see from the monitor that although he was in a state of poison, his vital signs were very stable and there was no sign of him dying.
At this time, the ward was very quiet. There were only a few robots running around the various instruments, not making the slightest sound.
After walking out of the pain, Duan Hengye sorted out his thoughts and decided that he should hurry back to his body.
But … how should he go down?
However, before Duan Hengye could figure out a way to return to his body, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. The silver-white ward disappeared, and a beige room filled with green plants appeared in front of Duan Hengye.
This room looks so familiar … Duan Hengye, who was floating in mid-air, couldn't help but sigh in his mind. However, before this sentence completely flashed in his mind, Duan Hengye suddenly realized a terrible fact — in front of him was his home on Earth!
Then, the wooden door was opened from the outside, and a man in gray clothes slowly walked in.
This is me …
Looking at myself from a third person's point of view is really a very special experience.
Duan Hengye saw that after entering the room, he first opened all the windows in the room one by one, then picked up a shower from the windowsill and began to slowly water the flowers.
After transmigrating into the novel for a few months, Duan Hengye almost forgot that as an otaku who didn't go out unless it was something important, he used to have so many hobbies … But it's not easy to come back to the modern world, it's a waste to just watch me water the flowers!
Looking at the phone that he casually threw on the bed, Duan Hengye, who was suspended in mid-air, began to silently pray — I must quickly put down what I'm doing and read a few pages of the novel.
Finally, under Duan Hengye's expectations, the man in front of him finished watering the flowers, then picked up the phone from the bed. The moment the screen lit up, Duan Hengye saw a string of numbers — May 10th, XXXX …
If Duan Hengye's memory was correct, he would go to an event at his childhood friend's house the next day … Then he would be stabbed to death and transmigrate into the world of "Star-Toppling".
It's actually this day! Duan Hengye's heart began to beat wildly.
Not long after he realized the date, he saw the man in home clothes slowly sit on the small sofa by the window with his phone, then he opened a novel reading app.
Duan Hengye moved to the window and carefully observed his phone screen. As an ordinary otaku, Duan Hengye only read novels for fun and entertainment, so his reading speed was very fast. After a while, he had already flipped through several chapters of the plot.
"Star-Toppling" mainly revolved around the life of the female protagonist, Shang Mengzhen, so even though Duan Hengye read it very carefully, he didn't find any useful information from the chapters he just flipped through.
At this time, the night outside the window gradually darkened. After glancing at the time, the man sitting by the window put down his phone again, then slowly stretched himself. He walked to the bathroom and began to fill the bathtub with water. Duan Hengye had the habit of taking a bath before going to bed. While waiting for the bathtub to fill with water, the man once again walked to the bedside. He picked up the phone and directly turned to the latest chapter 210 of the novel.
"… Meng Jinhuai's eyes were unprecedentedly cold. He held a quantum gun tightly in his right hand, then walked step by step to the side of the detained man. In his impression, the man was always high and mighty, possessing a beauty that no one could touch … In short, he had never been in such a sorry state.
But today, the man raised his head and looked at him as if he was begging for Meng Jinhuai's mercy.
Unfortunately, Meng Jinhuai didn't seem to see the man's begging. He slowly raised the quantum gun, then coldly pulled the trigger … "
After seeing this paragraph, Duan Hengye was silent.
Although he roughly read it a few months ago, now "Meng Jinhuai" had changed from a flat image on paper to a three-dimensional person with flesh and blood. But when he really got to know Meng Jinhuai and reread this chapter, other than the awkwardness in his heart, some new doubts arose.
According to Duan Hengye's understanding of the galactic society, he was now very certain. Although the original owner once tried to kill the General, just because of his identity as the dean of the Mecha Research Institute, Meng Jinhuai would let him live and let him continue to do research for Nan zhuxing.
So, in the hundred chapters that were skipped in the middle, what else did the original owner do?
Soon, Duan Hengye found the answer.
He seemed to be frightened by the plot of this chapter. He stood at the bathroom door hesitating for a moment, then began to quickly flip through the chapters. Because the bathtub was about to fill with water, he didn't pay much attention to it.
However, Duan Hengye, who was floating in the air, was different. At this time, his entire attention was focused on the phone screen, so he naturally saw the sentence that the General said to "Duan Hengye" at the end of a chapter —
"After pretending for so many years … But now my mental power tells me … You are not him …"
His hand that was flipping through the pages blocked a lot of words, but Duan Hengye still tried to extract these important words.
So, "You are not him", what does this sentence mean?
After reading this paragraph, Duan Hengye was very frustrated to find that not only did he not get the answer he wanted, but he also encountered an even more difficult puzzle.
In the picture, he put down the phone and walked into the bathroom. At the same time, the scene in front of Duan Hengye changed again. After a burst of golden light, when he opened his eyes again, the scene he saw had changed from the familiar bedroom to the hospital room on Nan zhuxing.
In addition to the robots from before, there were also Meng Jinhuai and Yu Xinlan in the room.
Yu Xinlan looked at the man lying on the hospital bed, who showed no signs of waking up. Then, he turned around and said to Meng Jinhuai, "Sir Marshal, the Star Web has already told us, but we might need Professor Duan to come forward to dispel everyone's doubts."
This was the first time Duan Hengye saw Meng Jinhuai not paying attention to his work. After hearing Yu Xinlan's reply, the General nodded and didn't say anything. After a while, when Duan Hengye thought that the screen was frozen, Meng Jinhuai asked again, "Where are the LDK-300 robots?"
LDK-300? After hearing this name, Duan Hengye, who was floating in the air, couldn't help but pause for a second. Because he received too much information, he didn't know what Meng Jinhuai was talking about.
When Yu Xinlan heard the question, he turned on his optical computer and said, "They're already in Nan zhuxing. Don't worry, they'll send the clone antidote to the hospital room in five minutes."
Clone antidote …
LDK-300 …
After hearing these familiar words, Duan Hangye, who was suspended in the air, suddenly shivered. Please … Please don't be what I think.
Unfortunately, Duan Hengye's prayers didn't work at all. After Yu Xinlan finished speaking, Meng Jinhuai, who had been standing there without moving, suddenly said, "Confirm again if you gave the LDK-300 robot the highest authority. Make sure to send the antidote in as soon as possible."
"Okay." After Yu Xinlan heard the other party's words, she began to input information on her optical computer. After a while, she raised her head and said, "The robot has arrived at the House of the Marshal."
The robot from LDK-300 has arrived at the House of the Marshal … This sentence repeated in Duan Hengye's mind over and over again. After a few minutes, he saw a very familiar gray robot flying in from the corridor. Meng Jinhuai glanced at it, then approached the robot and took out a capsule carefully wrapped in a metal box from its storage box.
The robot's expression and movements were very natural, but the calmer Meng Jinhuai was, the more guilty Duan Hengye felt …
While Meng Jinhuai was walking towards him with the capsule, Duan Hengye suddenly felt his vision go dark. Then, the familiar unbearable pain appeared on his body again.
"A Heng, wake up and take your medicine." Meng Jinhuai's gentle voice came from above Duan Hengye's head.
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