My dad's lieutenant seems to be a time traveler

Chapter 105 If you know this matter and you don't have friends

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But it turns out that removing the layer of "fish skin" covering Zhang Wensheng's body is almost like peeling off a layer of his skin alive.

Under the thin skin are dense needles of cow hair. It may not be a serious matter if one or two of them get stuck in the flesh. If they get stuck in such a dense way, it is extremely painful. If they are all pulled out, the pain will be even worse. double.

I was thrilled to see it, but Zhang Wensheng himself had nothing to do, he just endured it silently.He didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and all the gasping sounds in the hospital were made by me.

The doctor disinfected him and wiped away the blood, leaving patches of purple spots all over his body. He looked like a long-standing corpse that was about to begin to rot.

Even the smell of blood is present, covering his body.The doctor wanted to give him painkillers, but he refused.

The doctor was also very indifferent, and turned to look at me and said: Many people don't take it, because they are afraid that it will affect their brains.That's fine too.

I was in my lab coat, and he couldn't actually see my face when he looked at me or not.He is just about to be unable to stand the silent Zhang Wensheng, and the dignified atmosphere in this small room, even if I am not a person, but a silent dog, he may want to explain a few words to me in a serious manner.

Zhang Wensheng's situation was much worse than I imagined. This kind of extensive trauma to the whole body was much more serious than simple gunshots and lacerations.Doctors said he needed to stay under observation for 48 hours in case of a sudden infection.In addition, like what Chen Yuyuan did to me, a tube was inserted into his arm, and the medicine was introduced, which is said to be able to delay his current dehydration symptoms.

No wonder Chen Yuyuan was so nervous, he seemed to be seriously ill or injured.The doctor explained that the risk of infection is the same as that of a full-body burn, but the recovery is quicker.

The doctor left Zhang Wensheng in a small cubicle and asked me if I wanted to watch him, of course I said yes.

After he left, Zhang Wensheng didn't stay on the bed honestly at all.He immediately struggled to sit up, and the hand without the thin tube was still reaching for me in the air.

I was afraid that something bad would happen if he moved around, so I hurriedly lay down on the edge of the bed and leaned my whole body towards him so that he could grab my overalls without getting up.

This old Zhang went too far. As soon as he caught me, he made a bad voice and began to question: Newcomer, did you expose me to the professor?

I think this matter can be said, and no one asked me to hide anything, so I honestly replied: It's not me, it's Yingzi's sister Julia!

Zhang Wensheng frowned and thought about it. Judging from his expression, I think he might not know who Julia is, and he is desperately searching in his head.

That's a newcomer too, hum.Finally he said.

I thought that Julia was a "short-term internship" just like the sign on my chest, so I nodded and said: She is also a short-term internship!

As I said that, I pointed to the sign on my chest to show him.

Zhang Wensheng looked me up and down: How about you, just update a little... just here?I've never met you before, have I?

He looked confident, but also arrogant.I thought to myself, if you haven't seen me, you will be a ghost.

I don't want to lie to him, and I have no way to tell him the truth at this moment, for fear of causing more trouble.In the end, he could only shake his head without saying a word.

It's really annoying to think about it - I have gone through so many things and been to so many places. I once saw him shot to death by my father seven times, and I jumped [-] meters into the sky with him, and now I am in front of him , only a thin layer of cloth separated us from him, but we became complete strangers again.

Zhang Wensheng was lying there, looking at me, his eyes flickering, and his face clearly showed that he was thinking about bad ideas... I can even understand what ideas he is thinking, I really can understand!I guess he can't make a plan, and he has another plan in his mind. It is very possible that he wants to use me to go back to that computer room, and then torture himself until he oozes blood and dies.

When I was thinking wildly like this, Zhang Wensheng really opened his mouth and said: "The professor banned my authority, but actually he didn't prohibit you."

I snuggled into my overalls and sighed.At this time, I really wanted to cry, but it was as if someone had put a layer of glue in the eye sockets. The eyes were so hot that I couldn't cry even if I wanted to.

In fact, I have no reason to cry, he is not my brother Sheng, he is not my father's adjutant, nor is he the lunatic who led me to jump off the world, he does not have a pocket watch, and he does not know me.Why do I always want to cry for him?

I sighed, sniffed my snot, and cut to the chase: Brother Sheng, just say whatever you want.

He was obviously stunned for a moment.After he was stunned, I realized that no one here called him Brother Sheng, but I called him that, so he felt weird.This is normal.

I didn't want to change my words, so I still called it that way on purpose, and I added: "Brother Sheng, if you have anything, you can tell me, I can help if I can, I will go through fire and water!"

Zhang Wensheng was amused by me, and said: You are really interesting, a little classmate.

His smile was bitter like a fake smile.I would like to believe that this smile is not fake, but this real smile is actually uglier than a fake one.

Zhang Wensheng said: If you have never met before, don't go through fire and water just by talking to others.Do you read too many martial arts novels?

He looked like he was educating my big brother, and I couldn't tell him that even today we can't say that we are "meet strangers".I gave a perfunctory "hmm".

Zhang Wensheng said again: I still want to go into the computer room...um...I don't want to do experiments, I just want to look at the data.After all, you see, I have made myself like this, how can I write a report or a paper if I can't get the data?My pain was in vain this time.

What he said made sense, and I asked: How can I help you enter the computer room?

Zhang Wensheng said: Just lend me the name tag on your chest...or if you are not at ease, come in with me, what do I do, you can supervise me for the professor.

Although I can't understand most of what he said, I do understand what he wants to do: no matter what, he wants to save the impossible.A Zhang Wensheng once told me that he would bring back the teacher who disappeared.This Zhang Wensheng, whose teacher is still in front of him, is alive and well, and can still scold him and get angry for him.Right now it might be trying to bring back dead family members...

If I can help him, I want to help him.I don't like the way he smiles now, if it can make him happy, don't do this, I'm willing to help.

I said: I will go back to the computer room with you, and then what?

Zhang Wensheng said: You watch me do things, I promise not to do things that are not registered, okay?

I don’t understand anyway, so I’m just talking nonsense.

Seeing that I agreed very readily, Zhang Wensheng was ecstatic.He leaned over to me, stretched out a naked arm full of bloody scars, put his arms around my shoulders and back through the overalls, and patted me hard.

Why are there not many good people like you here?He said.

My heart sank suddenly, and I said: I am not a good person either.

Zhang Wensheng said: In fact, there are some thoughts, even if I say it, no one can understand... I often dream, in the dream, when I open my eyes, those dear people who died and disappeared suddenly appeared in front of me, alive and fresh Yes, beautiful.This experience, repeated over and over again, is much more painful than acupuncture and electric shocks, and it has been tormenting me.I don't want to go on like this anymore...

His body slowly relaxed... Maybe it was a little involuntary, maybe it was because the medicine the doctor poured into him had some special effect.His agitated emotions disappeared like an ebb, exhaustion covered his whole body, and he relaxed without warning.

I helped him to lie down and he fell asleep quickly.

However, before he really fell asleep, he kept asking me in a murmur if I could understand how he felt and what he meant.

How could I not understand what he meant?

...I'm from here.