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Chapter 113: The Dust Settles


Of course, when Chus woke up, he was reunited not only with people, but also with a whole lot of official business After learning the news of his awakening, Zildefeng followed the footsteps of a group of people such as the Security Building, the Military Department, and the Consulate General's Government to brush his face, check in, and add blockage to him.

During the whole year that Chus was slow to wake up, the main affairs of the 5th office of the Security Building had been handled by Zilde von and the other deputy commanders, but after all, it was an acting nature, so although many of the things that had been decided had actually begun to be implemented, the formalities were still one step away from the final signature of the executive officer.

After the signing, it will be a formal decision, and it will be put into the archives of the Security Building while continuing to be implemented, which can be regarded as the real dust settled.

If some decisions are disagreed with and he does not sign them for a day, there is always a possibility that the decision will be reversed.

Of course, with the assistance of huge think tanks and the supervision of strict processes, the rate of decision-making errors is relatively low, and there are few cases of dissent.

But Zildevon was a particularly obedient mallet, so on the first day Chus opened his eyes, he sent Chus the documents that had accumulated over the entire year like explosives.

So Chusi's daily life in the hospital is to hold video conferences, listen to work reports, sign documents, do rehabilitation training on the left half of his body, see Sa'e Yang who is still not awake, and then go to Jiang Qi's special ward for a while.

This may seem very fulfilling to ordinary people, but for Chus, it is actually idle, as if it were a vacation.

If it had been in the past, he would not even have adapted to such a quiet day, but maybe this time he slept too long and was a little lazy, he changed his usual workaholic state, but enjoyed it.

The ward, which was equipped with everything he needed to handle official business, was almost another office for him.

And there are many documents to be signed, after all, it is a year after the disaster, which is a bit of a waste to be rebuilt from the signing of various interstellar nascent agreements; Adjustment of policies and regulations within the planet; Fine-tuning of the relationship between the Security Building, the Military Department, and the Consul General's Government.

As small as individual personnel changes in the Chief Executive Alliance; restructuring of the security forces; In addition, the space prison has cleared a large number of rebels, too many positions have been vacated, and new candidates need to be drawn up, especially the chief and deputy prison directors need to be appointed by the executive chief.

When Chus signed these documents, he not only looked at the final result, but also briefly looked at the corresponding preliminary documents, and thus found some things that made people laugh and cry in the process.

For example, he actually saw Sa'eyang's name in the list of recommended candidates for the prison warden, and the nominee was Zildevon.

I don't know if this mallet is out of the psychology of "countering violence with violence" or something else, anyway, one thing is certain, Deputy Commander Zildevon must have forgotten the history of his weak legs when he looked at Saeyang.

After reading Zildefeng's tirade about the reason for the nomination, Chus sneered angrily, "Prison warden, I can think of it with this mallet." ” Unbeknownst to him, Sa'e Yang woke up a week later in the morning.

Chus was standing beside his bed, with a spray bottle in one hand and an automatic razor in the other, bent over and about to start, when the lying man opened his eyes without warning.

Chus was startled by him, and before he could react, his wrists were grabbed by Saeyan.

This was probably his knee-jerk reaction, because he didn't even look very conscious when he did it, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were full of impatience.

"Awake," Chus asked.

The moment Sa'e Yang heard the voice, the wrinkles in his eyebrows relaxed, and the strength on his fingers also withdrew a little, but it did not completely loosen.

He blinked lazily a few times in that position, and finally came to his senses.

He smiled at Chus, his eyes filled with daylight, "Honey, long time no see." ” The voice is low and hoarse, a long-lost intonation.

Chu Si just let him grab his hand, "um", and replied, "Long time no see." ” "When's it?"

"April 19, 5715."

Chus thought for a moment and added, "In the spring, the weather is nice. ” Saeyang glanced at the long-lost brightness outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and then moved his gaze back to Chuss's face, "It seems that the result is very satisfying. ” "Indeed, everything is fine, just wait for you to wake up."

"Waited a long time" "I'm okay.

Wakes up a week earlier than you.

Old man Shao, they are a little tired and have been waiting for us for a year. ” Saeyang only raised an eyebrow when he heard this.

He didn't ask a word about how the lattice process worked, what happened next, how the planet recovered, and so on, as if he was as lazy as ever, as if he just knew that the outcome was good.

Typical Sa'eyan style.

Chus was clearly in a good mood, so good that he didn't even notice a gentle light in his eyes.

Saeyang shook his wrist, "What are you going to do to my face with this posture?"

"I'll give you a bite to do with the stubble that grows out."

Chus Dao.

"Piercing" Saeyang smiled meaningfully, "Have you stolen a kiss, or have you stolen it?"

Chuss: "" This rogue thing has been dizzy for a whole year, and it hasn't changed its nature.

So he could only move his wrist and threaten angrily: "Mr.

Saeyang, I have to warn you that my left hand is not very flexible at present, and if you have to speak like this, I will probably not be able to control my fingers and shave your face." ” "What's wrong with the left hand," Sa'e Yang's brow furrowed again.

"Don't wrinkle, good thing."

Chu Si said, "I have done a normal limb transplant and replaced the mechanical body, so I don't have to be chased by the countdown in the future." ” Sa'e Yang's eyebrows loosened again.

"But now that you're awake, you'll talk about the stubble later."

Chus pulled out his hand, put down both the spray bottle and the automatic shaver, and rang the prompt.

Almost as soon as he withdrew his hand, there was a knock on the door.

The guards opened the door, and the doctors and nurses poured in again, this time led by Miller and several other veteran specialists.

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Old Man Shao was a little tired after a few days of chicken blood, and yesterday under the instruction of Chu Si, he was forcibly sent home by the guards to rest.

Otherwise, when everyone wakes up, he should go to the intensive care unit and lie down.

Miller and the others did a bunch of tests around Sa'eyang, and the various detection tools were ticking non-stop, which at first glance seemed to be a bit of a war.

Chus had been watching from the side without interjecting or disturbing, and only when several experts finally had the posture to stop did he pat Miller on the shoulder, "How is it?"

"Well, how do you say that" Miller's expression was a little complicated.

"There's a problem," Chuss instantly sank his face.

Miller laughed dryly, "No, no problem, it's just that it's too good to feel a little complicated."

Mr.

Sa'Young's stats are so good that I wonder a little about life, and compared to his current physical condition, I think we are the ones who should be lying in the hospital bed. ” Chu Si stared at Dr.

Miller, who was panting and frightened, for a moment, patted him on the shoulder, and said in an unusually calm tone, "I wish you to see Shao Heng every day."

Miller: "Wouldn't it be too poisonous, sir?"

Chuss: "It's okay, you're worth it. ” Miller: "" So Saeyang recovered his health, and the final result made Chus feel a little complicated, he woke up a week early, but Saeyang was allowed to be discharged from the hospital before him.

Allowed to return, he didn't really leave, and still camped in a ward with Chusi.

It's just that for a period of time after that, he didn't spend much time in the ward during the day, because the Security Building restarted the Red Maple Base case that year, and he needed to go through some processes.

At the same time, there are also a series of cases of prisoners in the space prison, after all, whether it is the time experiment team or Medra, there is no shortage of people stuffed into it, and now these people have to be masturbated again, the trial of the trial, the conviction of the convicted, the release of the release, and the promotion of the promotion.

However, every day after returning to the ward, he would accompany Chu Si to Jiang Qi's side for a while.

Jiang Qi's appearance was the same as always, not much had changed, but his face was pale and lifeless, sleeping on a sterile bed with continuous oxygen supply, and he seemed unusually quiet.

A group of people who died because of the time experiment and reappeared because of the time experiment fell on a subtle point in the adjustment of time and space.

Mr.

Shao said that they would probably sleep forever.

But it's not bad news, is it, after all, if the heart doesn't stop beating, there's always hope.

Eleven days later, Este Cabel, who had been barred from visiting the ward, was transferred to the visitable intensive care unit, where she had the most severe time difference, after all, going back and forth between her prime.

The self-regulation of time and the emergence of medical technology allowed her to finally stabilize her physiological condition in her youth, and she had woken up when she changed wards, but her physical condition was very fragile and she still had to stay in a sterile environment for a long time.

When Chus and Saeyan went to see her, she was sitting in a sterile hood, writing on a special sterile pen and paper.

The first time they saw Estecabel in this way, it was different from the little mop, and it was also different from the aggressive research expert in the video.

She was calm and gentle, with thin wrists and pale skin, long dark brown hair that fell down and curled at the ends of her elbows.

"Good afternoon."

Chus greeted her through the intercom device.

She smiled and turned her head back, "Good afternoon." ” The doctor tried to add a little bit of a miniature instrument to her throat to assist in vocalization, so she could now speak, in a low and hoarse voice, but not unpleasant.

"Working on the manuscript" Without permission, Chus certainly didn't look at the contents of the paper, but he just came across some illustrations.

"This," Este Cabell shook his head, holding up the top piece of paper and shaking it, and replied, "stick figures." ” Chuss: "" Now he saw clearly, it was indeed a stick figure, so minimalist that he couldn't tell what it was.

He opened his eyes and said nonsense, "It's not bad." ” "I just drew a Milky Way, forget it, I know you can't see it."

Este Cabel sighed and withdrew the paper without hesitation.

Chuss: "It's good if you're happy.

It can be seen that even if Miss Cabell occasionally has a calm gaze and reveals the gentleness of her elders, her nature is still difficult to change.

But all but that one was text.

"What are these?"

asked Chuss again.

Este Cabell laughed, "I don't know, I'm writing and playing, just as I see and hear a travelogue, my memory has deteriorated a little recently, and I'm worried that I'll get dementia in two years." ” At a glance, Chus saw a series of "gods, devils, and undead poets" on a certain piece of paper, and he really didn't know where this lady had swam around to have this kind of experience.

But he thought about the sentence he had seen in Moncamingfei's restaurant, and thought about so many things she had experienced, and after witnessing ugliness and persecution, she could still retain this side, probably with a little romanticism in her blood.

Perhaps influenced by Cabel's mentality, everyone became calm and expectant.

A series of cases such as the resumption of the Red Maple Base ended one morning more than a month later.

On the day that Saeyang completely removed the black gold ring, Jiang Qi finally opened his eyes in the sterile hood of the special care ward.

The dust settles and everything is fine

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