Chapter 221 The Tip of the Iceberg
The mental turmoil subsided, but the wounds of all sizes on Tian Ke's body were still fatal, especially the wound on his thigh, which was so deep that the bone was visible. No one knew how much blood had been shed. The wound around his pants had dried and solidified, and blood was still oozing out from the middle.
The medicine they brought was obviously useless for injuries of this severity.
Unless it can be sent to the treatment chamber immediately.
But this is obviously impossible.
Tian Ke is not eligible to use the treatment chamber.
The last time Shi Ying was able to use it was because of his special relationship with her and Admiral Curry personally applied for it.
Moreover, the energy and medicines needed in the treatment chamber are very rare and difficult to obtain in full at one time, so you can’t use them whenever you want.
And even if it could be used, they wouldn't have time to rush back.
"Tian Ke, hold on, your madam has cured your mental disorder..." Feng Hao held Tian Ke's hand, his voice choked with sobs.
Tian Ke pulled the corner of his lips, and his eyes slowly and sadly swept over the teammates who were surrounding him, finally stopping at Sang Qing.
"Thank you..." Tian Ke said thank you weakly, his words not very clear.
There seemed to be relief in his eyes, as if he had been tortured by mental turmoil for a long time and had not felt so relaxed for a long time.
Then he closed his eyes with regret, and his hands drooped weakly and fell to the ground.
Feng Hao shouted sadly, but no matter how hard he shook the person on the ground, he would not open his eyes.
"I've already received treatment, and yet..." He was choked up and couldn't say the rest of the words.
The air was still, all the soldiers observed silence with their heads lowered, and the atmosphere was heavy.
You Fei squatted down and patted his shoulder. "My condolences. At least he didn't die in such pain."
There was also a hint of nasality in Youfei's voice.
Sang Qing also felt sad. She watched a life slip away in front of her, and she was powerless to do anything.
She might have been able to save him, but she couldn't help him get a divorce.
Once a male chooses a wife, he chooses the rest of his life, and divorce is difficult.
If the male dies due to excessive riot value, the wife is not responsible.
This is just the tip of the iceberg. In many places on Beiyun Star, there are still many orcs whose mental riot values have increased in order to defend their country, but they cannot get treatment.
Shi Ying watched silently, with his usual coldness between his brows, as if he had long been accustomed to it.
Some females find it troublesome and will not send orcs with high riot values to the shelter. Instead, they will lock them up in a dungeon or throw them directly into the fog forest to fend for themselves.
This is the usual approach.
Degenerate orcs are dangerous, lowly, and abandoned, and the law does not protect them.
Therefore, it is sad for a male to have no wife.
But some males with wives are not much better.
Shi Ying gave the soldiers a few instructions, took Sang Qing over, and used cotton cloth to wipe the blood stains on her from the mental treatment she had just received.
The mission to the front line could not be delayed. The soldiers dug a hole and buried Tian Ke on the spot. They remembered his name in their hearts and continued on their journey.
It's just that everyone's mentality has changed a little. Occasionally, a soldier would look up at the girl walking at the front of the team and feel deeply moved.
The mission went smoothly and was completed in excess, and we also harvested more than a dozen crystal cores.
Although there were casualties, it was much better than every time when the casualties were heavy and a large number of soldiers entered the shelter.
The front line is cruel, and sacrifices are commonplace. They don’t know who will be the next one, so they don’t have much time to feel sad.
This was also the first time that Sang Qing actually experienced the actual operation of S-level mental power.
If she could reach this level in the end times, not to mention becoming the king, at least no one would dare to provoke her easily, and she would definitely not have such a hard life where she couldn't even get enough food to eat.
She has not given up on providing mental treatment to the soldiers these days. Occasionally coming out for some training can also help improve their mental strength.
Shi Ying felt particularly distressed every time she saw Sang Qing getting bruised and scratched while fighting the star beasts. Any bruises on her already delicate skin would be particularly obvious.
But when the fighting spirit ignited in those almond-shaped eyes, they were so bright and dazzling, as if she was not a delicate flower waiting to be protected, but the wind galloping across the battlefield, no less powerful than anyone else.
"Shi Ying, your knife is really useful." Sang Qing changed the grip of the short knife in his hand steadily and raised a carefree smile.
"Of course not. This is what our boss has been using for nearly ten years without changing it. He has never taken it off and has never let anyone else use it." Youfei worked hard to show off for his boss.
Sang Qing raised his eyebrows and looked at Shi Ying.
Shi Ying's expression was uncertain. He said to You Fei, "Have someone count the remaining supplies."
Then he pulled Sang Qing to sit on his lap and said, "If you find it convenient, I'll give it to you in the future."
Shi Ying carefully wiped the blood off the knife for her, inserted it into the scabbard, and then took off the scabbard and tied it around her body.
Sang Qing was not pretentious. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was looking at her, she pecked Shi Ying on the lips and said, "Thank you."
Shi Ying's throat tightened, and he grabbed Sang Qing's back and wanted to kiss her back.
Sang Qing foresightedly put her hand against his chest and whispered a warning, "Don't mess around, there are people here."
Shi Ying's eyebrows turned, and he leaned over to her ear and chuckled, "It's okay when there's no one around?"
Sang Qing: “…”
Then Shi Yingfei pulled her to a tree a little away from the camp and kissed her thoroughly.
It is called exploring the terrain.
In order to avoid being noticed, Sang Qing deliberately walked around and waited until the heat on his face dissipated and his lip color returned to normal before going back with Shi Ying.
But he still received the soldiers' tolerant looks. Sang Qing was so ashamed and angry that he pinched Shi Ying's palm secretly.
Shi Ying was very calm and even wanted to make a joke.
"Why is Ah Wan angry? They are suspecting me... I should be the one who is angry."
Shi Ying leaned close to Sang Qing's ear and whispered the two missing words.
Sang Qing: “…”
Ah! Shi Ying, this filthy scoundrel!
Sang Qing was speechless.
He used so much force that he almost wanted to twist off a piece of his flesh.
Shi Ying just smiled and let her do whatever she wanted, with the doting in her eyes almost overflowing.
ill!
He was laughing so happily even when being pinched.
…
Sang Qing followed Shi Ying back to the Third Military Region. Feng Hao received the task and took people to Tian Ke's hometown, of course not his wife's home.
Sang Qing received a warm welcome that was no less than a large-scale star-chasing event.
Sang Qing was so scared that he said hello and hid in Shi Ying's office.
The military has strict discipline and outsiders are not allowed to enter or leave offices at will, especially the offices of senior officers.
However, Sang Qing is the benefactor of the entire northern part of the Third District, and with the special pardon granted by Lieutenant General Kus, he can of course enter.
Shi Ying's office is very simple, with only a computer, a teacup and several stacks of brown paper file bags on the desk.
There is a front-line map on the right and more than a dozen medals of honor in the glass cabinet.
Opposite the desk is a row of bookshelves. There are not many books on the shelves, but they are classified and arranged neatly, which shows the owner's rigor.
Sang Qing didn't have the habit of touching other people's things. He took a quick look around and then curled up on the sofa beside him and turned on his laptop.
I don’t know how long it was, Sang Qing was almost asleep when he heard the sound of the door lock turning.
Sang Qing sat up straight and looked at Shi Ying who came in. "Is the matter settled?"
(End of this chapter)
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