In the morning, the glass door on the balcony was opened, and the breeze blew slowly into the bedroom.
Memorial heard Yin Feng's voice in a daze, so he opened his eyes in confusion.
I saw Yin Feng standing by the glass door of the balcony, wearing only a pair of low-waisted light-colored jeans, barefoot and bare-chested, with a communicator headset on his ear.
Listening carefully, Yin Feng was actually speaking English. His voice was very low and he spoke very fast. Jiu Jiu couldn't hear clearly.
Lying on the bed, Jiu Jiu listened to Yin Feng's deep voice and couldn't help but think of the madness last night. Now his back is really sore.
After Yin Feng ended the communication, he just turned around and saw that Memorial on the bed was already awake.
"Why don't you sleep more?" Yin Feng walked over and asked, "You don't look too good. It's better to ask for leave today."
Memorial shook his head slowly and said softly: "It's okay, by the way, who are you communicating with?"
Yin Feng stroked his hair: "Well, he is the head of Myanmar's anti-narcotics team."
Hearing Yin Feng's words, Mian Mian understood: "You are going to carry out an assassination mission again, right?"
Yin Feng nodded: "Last time when our domestic drug lords smuggled into Myanmar, Myanmar helped our border bureau, so this time Myanmar came to ask for support, and the director asked me to return their favor."
This was a very sharp statement. It not only explained the ins and outs of the matter, but also did not reveal any top-secret information about the mission.
Memorial also understands that this is the principle of their work, non-interference and non-aggression, and questions that should not be asked are absolutely impossible to overcome.
"How long will it take to leave this time?" Memorial asked lightly.
Yin Feng answered honestly: "At least a week."
Memorial stretched out his hand to hold Yin Feng's hand: "When will we set off?"
Yin Feng took advantage of the situation and sat down on the edge of Memorial's bed, paused, and said: "Today."
Memorial smiled slightly: "We must come back alive and intact."
Yin Feng nodded: "Yes, it is necessary."
Bewitched by the commemorative smile, Yin Feng couldn't help but lean in and kiss him
This was a superficial kiss, and Yin Feng did not deepen the contact.
But Jiu Jiu is already very satisfied with this. Yin Feng is really changing slowly. He never behaved so casually and intimately before.
Thinking that this man is slowly opening up his closed self for her own sake, the joy of commemoration is something that others cannot understand.
Jiu Jiu knew that he couldn't be too anxious or greedy, but he really wanted to see Yin Feng's emotions.
"Let's go" Yin Feng stood up and left the memorial dormitory without even saying the most basic goodbyes.
After watching him leave his dormitory, Memorial smiled silently and bitterly.
When Yin Feng goes on a mission, he never says goodbye formally. His tone and appearance are like going shopping.
In fact, Jiu Mian clearly understood that Yin Feng didn’t say goodbye because of him, because he hated the feeling of saying goodbye to Yin Feng.
Because when Yin Feng went on a long-term mission abroad for the first time, he once said "Bye bye" to Memorial, and then he cursed "Bye bye, you, I will never forgive you if you don't come back."
So from that time on, Yin Feng never said goodbye to Mian Mian again while performing his mission. He knew that Mian Mian was afraid that he would never come back.
Not long after Yin Feng left, Jiu Jiu got up to freshen up, and then went to work in the Secret Service Department in the work area of the Special Operations Bureau.
He endured the pain in his back and walked to his office seat. Not long after he sat down, Bei Xiaobing poured him a cup of hot tea and noticed that his face looked a little bad.
"Xiao Nian, you look very bad, are you okay?" Bei Xiaobing asked with concern.
Memorial took the tea cup from her hand, thanked her and said, "It's okay, maybe I've been working overtime a bit recently."
"All the matters that should be handled by the minister have fallen into your hands. It's really hard on you," Bei Xiaobing said helplessly, "I don't know when the minister will come back."
Memorial's gentle smile: "Sister Bei, you have worked hard too."
Bei Xiaobing smiled: "Why are you being polite to me? This is true. You are only 25 years old. The pressure is too much. If you are really feeling unwell, don't show off."
Memorial still smiles gracefully
During the lunch break, I didn’t expect that Bei Xiaobing’s words turned into a joke. As expected, Memorial’s body protested and developed a low fever.
In order not to delay work, Memorial immediately went to the medical department after he realized he was feeling unwell.
Upon hearing that it was the combat advisor from the Secret Service Department who came to see a doctor, members of the Medical Department immediately contacted their director Zhao Yan
Because Zhao Yan is now the chief physician of No. 7 Restricted Area, their physical problems must be seen by him personally.
Memorial was sitting in the waiting room of the medical department and his temperature was taken. As soon as Zhao Yan stepped in, he saw that Memorial's face was ugly.
"I just learned that Yin Feng got on the plane an hour ago. I didn't expect that you would fall ill just after he left." Zhao Yan walked over to Jiu Jiu and sat down.
At this time, they were the only two people in the dozens of square meters waiting room.
Memorial slightly curved the corner of his mouth: "I guess I'm too tired recently."
"Fortunately, you are very conscious and came here as soon as you found out you were sick. Didn't Yin Feng notice that you were not feeling well before he left?" Zhao Yan knew that Yin Feng stayed with the Memorial Nest before he left.
Hehe hehe twice in memory: "How can a person like Yin Feng, who is so stupid and doesn't even know that he is sick, find out about other people's physical conditions?"
This is true. Zhao Yan quite agrees that Yin Feng has no idea about his physical condition. For example, if he was not so sick that he had to see a doctor, he would never know that there was something wrong with his body.
At this time, Zhao Yan took the thermometer, took a look at it, and said, "I really have a low fever." After saying that, he touched Jiu's forehead.
"Are you dizzy?" Zhao Yan asked
Memorial nodded slightly: "A bit, I just felt a little unable to concentrate when I was working this morning."
Zhao Yan listened and then said: "I'll prescribe some medicine for you first. You don't have to go to work in the afternoon. Just rest in the observation room of our medical department. If you ask for leave, I will say hello to the director."
"That would pile up a lot of work." Memorial obviously doesn't want to take time off.
Then Zhao Yan's expression became very serious: "Xiao Nian, you can't joke about your body. If you collapse, there will be more work piled up."
Jiu Yan was persuaded by Zhao Yan, so he nodded cooperatively and agreed to stay here to rest.
"If you collapse, Yin Feng will beat me when he comes back." Zhao Yan then returned to his usual attitude, "I can't beat him now."
Hearing what he said, Miu Miu laughed again: "Yin Feng is not as violent as you said."
Zhao Yan shrugged: "Yin Feng's cold violence is also terrible, and my family Lin Lin has always suffered from it."
"Then I don't see you complaining for Xiao Linzi," Jiu Mian also said in a joking tone, "If you stand up for Yin Feng when he is coldly violent towards him, he might just obey you if he is moved."
Zhao Yan chuckled: "Because I like to see his hair blowing up. Don't you think it's cute?"
Memorial: "Brother Yan, you are so evil"
Zhao Yan: "each other"
"Ah!" Zhou Linlin, who was busy in the IT Information Department office, suddenly sneezed and shouted: "Who turned the air conditioner on so low?! Do you want to catch a cold?!"
Myolie Lin walked to where the air conditioner was set up, took a look, and said, "No, it's still the same temperature as usual."
Zhou Linlin: "..." Could it be his misunderstanding? Why did his back feel cold just now?