Marshal’s Cannon Fodder Spouse [Transmigration]

Chapter 42?

After hugging the other party, Meng Jinhuai discovered that Duan Hengye was lighter than he thought. He was not as light as an adult man who was 1.8 meters tall, and it was not until he picked him up that Meng Jinhuai couldn't help but look down, and finally realized that he didn't know when he started, Duan Hengye. 'S cheeks are already a little thin and sunken...

The medical industry in the interstellar era is developed. There are not many people like Duan Hengye who have been in a sub-healthy state, and it can even be said that there are not many at all.

The physique data that has been hovering below the health line all the year round, coupled with the recent continuous work. Duan Hengye's originally not very good resistance has plummeted, and after the poison has erupted, the turbulent pain overwhelms him in an instant.

Although the pain was unbearable, Duan Hengye's consciousness was still clear after being picked up by the other party. As an adult, he doesn't feel like being in public...it is a good thing for a princess to be picked up, even if this person is his legal spouse. So although the body was uncomfortable, Duan Hengye actually made a rejection instinctively.

Although Duan Hengye didn't have much strength now, Meng Jinhuai who was walking outside the banquet hall could still feel his movements. The marshal frowned, then whispered, "Don't move."

After Meng Jinhuai became serious, his aura was scary. Although he was not angry now, Duan Hengye couldn't help but pause after hearing the other party's words, and then slowly retracted. Coupled with his current state...looks really pitiful.

It's like an animal picked up home after a heavy rain.

Upon seeing this, Meng Jinhuai couldn't help but sighed.

From his perspective, Duan Hengye is now closing his eyes tightly. Although he intends to control it, the expression on the opponent's face is still painful and depressed. In fact, Meng Jinhuai has always known that Duan Hengye is a very patient person.

Since knowing the identity and skill of the other party, Meng Jinhuai has vaguely guessed about his past experience. But guessing is one thing, but seeing it with your own eyes is another. After this person's fragility was intuitively manifested, Master Marshal's heart still couldn't help but a dull pain.

In the eyes of others, Meng Jinhuai seemed to walk out of this hall at once. But as everyone knows, for him, the road is extremely long.

At this time, Hengye's expression and the trembling that the body could not restrain from pain caused Meng Jinhuai to think of the painful pictures in his life that had been deliberately forgotten.

Few people would care about this. The man standing at the top of the pyramid of Ye Tian Empire and even the entire interstellar power is actually a person who has long been used to losing.

After seeing Hengye's fragile and painful expression in the middle of her arms, Meng Jinhuai suddenly thought of her past.

The special family background coupled with the special mental power value, these two are destined to be born mediocre. But this kind of "speciality" has given him a piece of legendary experience, and countless people admire him, but it has also taken a lot from his life.

Childhood, innocence, friends, parents...

Destiny has always only taken away the good from oneself, and backhanded the pain-this truth Meng Jinhuai has already seen clearly in his youth. But just as he was gradually becoming numb, an accident happened and a young man named "Duan Hengye" appeared in his life.

That unfair destiny, for the first time turned out to be beautiful for Meng Jinhuai who had fallen to the bottom of the abyss.

...

The end of the banquet hall was connected to the living quarters of the Marshal's Mansion. After learning of the abnormal situation, the robot had already been waiting there. After the gray metal door opened, several top medical robots and the doctors from the Marshal's Mansion surrounded the two people.

At this time, Duan Hengye's thinking had been completely deprived of pain, he was sweating cold all over, and his body was trembling slightly.

Meng Jinhuai carefully handed Duan Hengye into the robot's hands, and then he finally stood still and let out a sigh of relief.

The doctors who followed couldn't help taking a sneak peek at Meng Jinhuai-as expected, the Marshal who has long been accustomed to life and death and various crisis situations. Although there were still concerns that couldn't be hidden in his eyes, Meng Jinhuai's expression was still so calm.

It's just that they didn't see that in a panic, Meng Jinhuai's hand had already been quietly clenched into a fist--he thought, the treasure that he once thought was taken back by God might have been returned...

"Contact the LDK-300 Research Institute." Meng Jinhuai ordered them to the people who followed them as they walked to the medical room.

Master Marshal considers himself a very rational person, he always likes to summarize and classify his feelings neatly like knowledge. And now although Meng Jinhuai hasn't really understood his feelings, his instincts are already telling him: You must never lose it.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Duan Hengye suddenly fainted and plunged the entire Marshal's Mansion into chaos.

Long after Meng Jinhuai hugged him and left, some people gradually spoke in the hall. At this time, the guests have not yet reacted from the sudden incident just now. Although everyone deliberately opened their mouths to break this strange silence, everyone's heart was replaying the scene they just saw.

Everyone present was a face and face in the empire. In addition to their curiosity about the event, people were still estimating the true state of Duan Hengye and the impact of his health on the current situation of the Yetian Empire.

Of course, there are some who are secretly calculating in their hearts, and there are also people who can't help but say what they want.

For example, at the southeast corner of the banquet hall, a young man in a dark coffee-colored dress under the cover of a wine glass whispered to the person next to him: "...Eh, how do I feel that Duan Hengye's body is better than the rumor Is it worse in China?" He was standing not far from Duan Hengye just now, and he was a person who saw the whole incident more clearly.

After hearing the man's words, the other person also looked around carefully, and then moved closer and said, "Yes, recall how many times this is today? Once in the research institute, once in the research institute, once in the selection of stars, on the Southern Stars He fainted in public again! Think about it, the scene of the event today is so big, if Duan Hengye could bear it, he would have to bear it early, so since he can fall, it proves that the problem is more serious than we thought."

The man's tone was very exaggerated. After counting the three times with his fingers, he continued: "I think I'd better find someone to find out as soon as possible to see what is going on with Duan Hengye. If the problem is big, we will deal with the research institute and even Yetian. Future investment needs to be considered."

Mecha research is an industry that consumes a lot of money. Except for the empire's routine appropriations, almost all the plutocrats who can be named have invested more or less in it.

Although the current division of labor in the Research Institute has been clearer, in the eyes of most people, the three words Duan Hengye are still equivalent to the Yetian Empire's Mecha Research Institute. The sudden yellow light on his health is undoubtedly making people worry about the future of the Institute.

Just when the two got together and whispered about how to probe Duan Hengye's physical condition, they suddenly heard the sound of footsteps from high heels appearing in their ears.

This voice appeared suddenly, and after hearing it, the two immediately stopped the topic they were discussing.

With the reflection of the wine glass in his hand, the person standing outside saw the owner of the footsteps.

I saw that Yu Xinlan, one of the two marshals of Nan Zhuxing, was holding his arms at this time, standing blankly behind them.

On the black military uniform, the silver-white epaulettes were glowing coldly. And her dark red hair is burning like a flame on the wall of the wine glass. After seeing the other person secretly looking at him, Yu Xinlan walked to the two of them blankly.

She didn't walk fast, and the sound of the heel hitting the floor hit the two people's hearts, making people nervous involuntarily.

After a while, Yu Xinlan stopped opposite the two, then she looked at each other and asked coldly: "You want to find someone to inquire? Why don't you see if I am suitable?"

Compared with Meng Jinhuai and Dongfang Hewen, Yu Xinlan's image is more intimate. Therefore, some people will ignore the time. She is also an admiral who came out of the war and carried countless military exploits on her body.

When Yu Xinlan calmed down, the aura on her body instantly suffocated the two opposing people.

"Yu...General Yu..." The first speaker slowly put the cup down, and then said with a trembling voice: "We...we didn't mean it, just now we were pure, uh... worried about Professor Duan. It's just physical condition."

After hearing this person's sophistry, Yu Xinlan did not intend to pursue the investigation. She just nodded, and then said to the two of them: "Today's matter is quite special. The military department does not want to let the news leak out. I heard that The two gentlemen have a great say in Starnet Media..."

Now that the military department is busy, Yu Xinlan certainly has no spare time to look for things in the banquet hall. Just as she said just now, today's situation is very special, and the military doesn't want this news to leak out for the time being. So after the official notice to the reporters present, she still found two investors from StarNet Media who also came to the banquet.

Originally, Yu Xinlan, who only wanted to communicate with the other party, did not expect that she would accidentally hear such content...

So, Lord Admiral simply took the opportunity to threaten.

After the negotiation was over and the two were sent away, Yu Xinlan finally stood still and breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, these two people are right. The special identities of Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai are destined to affect the interstellar situation more or less in the relationship between them.

Businessmen are chasing profits. If Duan Hengye, the dean of the research institute, has a physical problem, many people will definitely begin to reassess the relationship between the research institute and Nan Zhuxing.

Thinking of this, Yu Xinlan slowly turned and looked in the direction where Meng Jinhuai had left. Anyway, I still pray that Duan Hengye is okay...

Although Nan Zhuxing intends to block the news, everyone knows that people's mouths can't really be blocked, not to mention the large number of people present, and they come from all corners of the empire.

After the banquet, all reporters tacitly failed to report the incident, but the news of Duan Hengye's physical condition again spread through the stars in the form of "grasp". A few hours later, Nan Zhuxing issued an announcement, explaining that Duan Hengye was only over fatigued and his body was not in serious trouble, so that everyone should not worry.

Although the statement is written this way, it is not.

Because of Duan Hengye's poisonous hair, now the entire Marshal's Mansion is already busy.

However, Duan Hengye, the central figure of the incident... was helpless. Because he just discovered that he was floating in mid-air again-just like before his death in his previous life. Fortunately, Duan Hengye, who was in the state of soul, had good eyesight. He saw from the monitor on one side that although he was in a poisonous state, his main vital signs were very stable and he had no intention of dying.

At this time, the ward was very quiet, with only a few robots running around between the various instruments without even making a sound.

Just walking out of the pain, Duan Hengye sorted out his thoughts and decided that he still had to get back into his body quickly.

Just...how should I go on?

However, before Duan Hengye tried to return to his body, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed. The silver-white ward full of light screens disappeared, and a beige-toned room full of green plants appeared in front of Duan Hengye.

This room is so familiar... Duan Hengye floating in the air couldn't help but sigh in his head. However, before this sentence completely flashed in his mind, Duan Hengye suddenly realized a terrible fact-in front of him was his home on the earth!

Immediately after the log-colored door was opened from the outside, a man in gray home clothes walked in slowly.

This is myself...

Looking at yourself from the third perspective is really a very special experience.

Duan Hengye saw that after entering the door, he first opened all the windows in the room one by one, then took a shower from the window sill, and began to slowly pour the flowers.

After going through the book "Dumping Interstellar" for a few months, Duan Hengye almost forgot that as an otaku who didn't go out without major incidents, he used to have so many hobbies...but finally returned to the modern one. It's a waste to just water the flowers by yourself!

Looking at the mobile phone he was throwing on the bed casually, Duan Hengye, who hung in the air, began to pray silently-he must quickly put down the things in his hands and read two pages of novels.

Finally, under Duan Hengye's expectation, the man in front of him finished watering the flowers, and then picked up the phone from the bed. At the moment the screen lights up, Duan Hengye saw a string of numbers-May 10th, xxxx...

If Duan Hengye's memory is not wrong, he will go to the small family to participate in an event the next day... and then he will be stabbed to death, and he will cross into the world of "Dumping Interstellar".

It turned out to be this day! Duan Hengye's heart began to beat frantically.

Not long after he realized the date, he saw a man in house clothes slowly sitting on a small sofa near the window with his mobile phone, and then casually opened a novel reading software.

Duan Hengye moved to the window, and he carefully observed his mobile phone screen. As an ordinary otaku, Duan Hengye only read novels for pastime and entertainment, so he flipped through it very quickly, and within a short while he had already turned over several chapters of the plot.

"Dumping Interstellar" mainly revolves around the life of the heroine Shang Mengzhen, so even if Duan Hengye watched it extremely carefully, he didn't find any useful information from the chapters he had just turned over.

At this time, the night outside the window was getting darker. After taking a look at the time, the man sitting by the window put down the phone again, and then slowly stretched out. He walked to the bathroom and started to put water in the bathtub. Duan Hengye has the habit of taking a bath before going to bed, and while waiting for the bathtub to be filled with water, the man once again walked to the bed. He picked up the phone and flipped directly to the latest updated chapter of the novel.

"...Meng Jinhuai's eyes are unprecedentedly cold. He tightly holds a quantum gun in his right hand, and then walks step by step to the side of the detained man. In the impression that the man is always above the top, the owner should not play with it. Beautiful... In short, he has never been so embarrassed.

But today, the man rarely raised his head and looked at his eyes, as if he was praying for Meng Jinhuai's mercy.

It's a pity that Meng Jinhuai didn't see the man's prayer. He slowly raised the Quantum Gun, and then pulled the trigger very coldly..."

After seeing this passage, Duan Hengye was silent.

Although I probably saw it a few months ago, the person "Meng Jinhuai" has changed from a flat pictogram on paper to a three-dimensional person with flesh and blood. And when he really got to know Meng Jinhuai, he revisited this chapter again, in addition to awkwardness, some new doubts arose.

According to Duan Hengye's understanding of interstellar society, he is now very sure. Although the original owner tried to kill the marshal, but only by virtue of his identity as the dean of the Mecha Research Institute, Meng Jinhuai would leave him with his life and let him continue to do research for the Southern Stars.

So in the hundred chapters that were skipped in the middle, what did the original owner do?

Soon, Duan Hengye found the answer.

It seemed that he was shocked by the plot of this chapter, I saw myself standing at the door of the bathroom hesitate for a moment, and then began to flip forward quickly. Because the water in the bathtub was about to fill up, he didn't pay much attention here.

But Duan Hengye floating in the air is different. At this time, his whole body's attention is on the phone screen, so he naturally saw what the Marshal said to "Duan Hengye" at the end of a chapter——

"After disguising for so many years... But now the spiritual power tells me... You are not him..."

The hand that he was turning the page blocked many words, but Duan Hengye still worked hard to extract these important words from it.

So what does it mean to say "You are not him"?

After reading this paragraph, Duan Hengye was very frustrated to find that not only did he not wait for the answer he wanted, but he even encountered a more difficult puzzle.

In the picture, he put down his phone and walked into the bathroom. At the same time, the picture in front of Duan Hengye changed again. After a burst of golden light, the scene he saw when he opened his eyes again had changed from the familiar bedroom to the ward on the Southern Stars.

This time, in addition to the few robots just now, Meng Jinhuai and Yu Xinlan also appeared in the room.

Yu Xinlan glanced at the man lying on the hospital bed with no signs of awakening, and then turned around and said to Meng Jinhuai: "Marshal, Xingwang has already explained it, but the follow-up may need some time. Only when the professor comes out can everyone's doubts be resolved."

Duan Hengye saw Meng Jinhuai not caring about work for the first time. After hearing Yu Xinlan's reply, the marshal nodded and did not make any comments. After a long while, just when Duan Hengye thought the picture was frozen, Meng Jinhuai asked again: "Where is the LDK-300 robot?"

LDK-300? After hearing this pronoun, Duan Hengye, who was hanging in the air, couldn't help but stunned. Because the amount of information received just now was too large, he didn't even realize what Meng Jinhuai was talking about.

Hearing the question, Yu Xinlan said "Oh", then turned on Guangnao and took a look and said, "We have already arrived at Nan Zhuxing. Don't worry, it will be able to send the clone antidote to the ward here in five minutes. "

Cloning the antidote...

LDK-300……

After hearing these familiar words, Duan Hengye suspended in the air suddenly fought a cold war. Don't be what you think.

It's a pity that Duan Hengye's prayers didn't make any difference. As Yu Xinlan's voice fell, Meng Jinhuai, who had been standing there without moving, suddenly gave an "um", and then said: "Reconfirm whether the LDK-300 robot is given the highest authority. Be sure to send things in as soon as possible."

"Okay." After Yu Xinlan heard the other party's words, she began to input information on the light brain. After a while, she raised her head and said, "The robot has arrived at the Marshal's Mansion."

The robot from LDK-300 has already arrived at the Marshal's Mansion... These words circulated in Duan Hengye's mind over and over again. And just a few minutes later, 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 pill box from its storage box.

The opponent's looks and actions are natural, but the more calm Meng Jinhuai is, the more guilty Duan Hengye is...

At the same time Meng Jinhuai was walking towards him with the capsule, Duan Hengye suddenly felt his eyes go dark, and then the familiar uncontrollable pain appeared on his body again.

"A Heng, wake up and take medicine first." Meng Jinhuai's extremely gentle voice came from Duan Hengye's head.