The rooftop of the Jiangzhou headquarters of Hua Xie Hospital.
With a friendly smile on his face, Yan Yue was among the other invited scholars on the same flight, chatting with the people in formal robes who were picking him up. Feng Jiling carried a metal box with a portable computer and sample slices.
On his right rear side.
The group of people stepped on the sidewalk painted with cold gray signs, bypassed a small green flower bed, and when they were about to reach the elevator entrance, Yan Yue heard a serious command: "Come here."
The voice was very low. It was meant for him alone.
Xun Sheng turned around and saw Guo Minghua.
After not seeing each other for about half a month, Guo Minghua lost a lot of weight, and his face was so pale and almost colorless that Yan Yue could not recognize him at a glance.
I don't know if this is the reason, but Guo Minghua looked at him with an angry expression.
Yan Yue walked towards him.
Several colleagues were standing next to Guo Minghua. They saw the muscles on his face twist twice, revealing the condescending look that is common when elders are admonishing younger students.
Someone said, "Look at Xiao Guo, he doesn't even say hello when he sees your dad."
"Why should you resign? Just say you are busy. The special operations team does not miss a single thing. You don't want to see your father cleaning up the mess for you. You are so tired that your human form is almost gone."
Yan Yue frowned. But he was playing the role of Guo Jiu at the moment, so it was difficult to say anything. Feng Jiling took a step forward and stood shoulder-to-shoulder next to him, throwing away the group of people with a single glare.
A middle-aged woman who was talking about him just now couldn't help but take a step back: "Who is this girl?"
Yan Yue said: "Members of the special operations team who entered the mutation source of Biye Park cave that night. If you have any questions about the specific situation at that time, she can answer them."
The woman said "yo" and asked again: "What about Ah Zi? Why don't you take her with you?"
Yan Yue looked at Guo Minghua with impatient eyes.
Guo Minghua understood what he meant and told the people around him that they wanted to have a few words alone.
So Yan Yue was able to follow him away from the crowd and walk to the side.
Guo Minghua asked: "Are you Yan Yue?"
Yan Yue said: "Yes."
Guo Minghua asked: "Why didn't Guo Jiu come? Are you avoiding me?"
Yan Yue said: "Not yet."
He paused briefly and then explained: "He was injured."
Guo Minghua said: "So delicate?"
Yan Yue added: "It's very delicate to be stabbed in the heart by a scalpel with a blade width of 2.5 centimeters."
Guo Minghua frowned.
Yan Yue paid attention to his expression. He was obviously impatient and even a little disgusted.
At this time, he began to feel very uncomfortable with the congestion in his chest. So he said, "Okay, you go do something else first."
It was easy to feel that Guo Jiu's consciousness was still there, so he said again: "Be obedient."
Guo Jiu's voice: "I still want to hear what he has to say."
At this time, Guo Minghua's communication terminal received a new message. He nodded to check, and at the same time commented casually on his son's injury: "He can't die."
The feeling of being synchronized was like inserting a hand into the chest and kneading the heart back and forth. Yan Yue took a deep look at Guo Minghua.
Guo Minghua put down the terminal and said: "Someone is looking for me, let's go first. You are the party involved and you have to make a report at the meeting. You will probably be asked a lot of questions. Can I help you cover it up then?"
Yan Yue said: "Excuse me."
Guo Minghua turned and left. After taking two steps, he suddenly turned back, lowered his voice and asked: "There are some parts of this mutation incident that are not convenient for disclosure, right?"
Yan Yue said: "That's right."
Guo Minghua said: "Let Guo Jiu go back and sort out the details and send them to my inbox."
Yan Yue asked: "Why do you think he will be so cooperative?"
Guo Minghua snorted: "He should cooperate."
Yan Yue looked at him slightly surprised.
Guo Minghua said no more, waved and left. His back was gathered with several colleagues who came with him, and disappeared at the elevator entrance with the flow of people.
Yan Yue said: "You really like to make yourself uncomfortable."
Guo Jiu didn't answer.
Yan Yue asked again: "Do you want to write a report to him?"
Guo Jiu's voice finally sounded: "Let him take it away in his dream."
Feng Jiling asked softly from the side: "Are you talking to Mr. Guo?"
Yan Yue said: "Yes. Can you help me think of some words that will comfort me? I want to use them on him."
Feng Jiling shook her head: "No. I'm not good at doing these, but I'm good at other things." She glanced solemnly in the direction Guo Minghua left, "I need to remind you again, I sometimes take assassination orders, boss."
Yan Yue couldn't help but smile and said, "There's no need to go to such trouble."
Feng Jiiling said: "This order is free."
Yan Yue said: "You have seen what Guo Minghua looks like."
Feng Jiling said: "He is really a crazy person."
Yan Yue said: "Wait until he takes the blame. I think it won't take too long."
He raised his hand and pressed his wig: "Let's go, it's a bit windy on the top of the building."
The reading room of Guo Jiu's home is an extremely empty room. In order to avoid distraction, there is only a huge glass-covered black gold electronic reading table and a few simple ergonomic work chairs.
The electronic reading table is unique to this space, and it was a novelty for both Yan Luyi and Yan Yuan when they first arrived.
A single column hiding the computer host supports the desktop, and the desktop is a touch monitor that supports unlimited split screens. It includes a book reader, text editing program, data processing software, to-do and timing productivity tools, and even a soft keyboard.
, handwriting pad, etc., many interfaces can not only be set at will on the desktop, but can also be layered and projected into the sky.
Yan Yuan was buried in screens of exercises with a frown on his face. Yan Lu tapped the stylus on the writing board to outline the paper. Guo Jiu was flipping through the book when he suddenly leaned back and crossed his shoulders with his hands.
Yan Yuan immediately raised his head and asked: "Brother Guo Jiu, do you feel cold? Do you want me to raise the temperature?"
Guo Jiu quickly put down his hand. He waved it twice in the air, feeling a little embarrassed. He explained awkwardly: "It's not cold. This is some idiot who is comforting me with his body language... If it weren't for the idiot who had the time to find it,
I'm so angry, can I be comforted? Yan Yue, can you shut up? No. I don't quite understand. If you ignore Guo Minghua and let me talk to him, isn't there nothing going on?"
Yan Yuan looked at him confused.
Yan Luyi also looked away from the thesis outline he had just made: "Your dad? What's going on?"
Guo Jiudao: "It's okay." He knocked the table with his knuckles with his backhand: "It's only been ten minutes, right? Is it so difficult for you two to learn to study seriously? Do you need to be stricter and take action against your behavior?
A few comments?”
Yan Luyi and Yan Yuan quickly raised their hands and surrendered: "No, no, no, no, no, no!" "I'm super good, I'll study hard now!"