Chapter 95 (Minor Repair)
Chen Lanhe stood in the transition room between the laboratory and the lounge and washed his hands again in silence. The smell of blood surrounded this place all year round, and Chen Lanhe had long been accustomed to it.
This house was converted into a large disinfection room. The shadowless lights made people's faces look like dead people. It was completely different from the warm and cozy lounge at the back.
The researcher under him had just taken off his protective suit. He looked up at Shen Lanhe and said, "Sir, the gentleman will be here soon."
"Hold on for two minutes." Chen Lanhe ordered calmly without even raising his head.
"..." The black-haired researcher carefully glanced at the scar on his boss's arm and sighed quietly, "It is said that the gentleman will go to that place next."
The head of the medical department paused for a moment while cleaning the blood. A moment later, the sound of running water was heard again. His own hands, with bulging veins, were reflected in his irises as blue as the sea.
Looking for him? Is it because of Xu Yinmo?
Chen Lanhe thought for a while expressionlessly, his thoughts running rampant in the maze, but in the end he could only get this answer.
His breathing paused for a moment, but he still couldn't help but pinch his wound which had been torn again.
The researcher stopped there, turned around, gestured to the people waiting at the door with great familiarity, and then walked out of the transition room.
The researcher was brought over by Shen Lanhe from the Blue Scorpion. Unlike the organization the researcher was familiar with, there was no factional conflict in the Wuyan Tower.
But what replaced it was something far more cruel than factions - because only with the most direct checks and balances, the leader's eyes would not hesitate to be on the places where his attention was most needed.
While other organizations were fighting for factions, only Wuyan Tower was simply vying for the leader's attention.
Thinking of this, the researcher couldn't help but sigh again, "What a pity..."
But immediately his eyes lit up, and he quickly abandoned everything he had just thought about, and came forward like a puppy, "Sir!"
Shen Jian hummed and said calmly, "Thank you for your hard work. Shen Lanhe is still not able to come out?"
Shen Xiuzhu glanced at the transition room with its door closed and said nothing.
"Yes, sorry to have kept you waiting," the researcher replied softly.
The leader smiled gently and said, "It's okay, you can go in and help..."
"gentlemen."
The leader was interrupted by a familiar voice. He drew out a long hum and looked sideways at the place where the voice came from. "Blue River?"
"Yes, sir." Through a thick wall, Shen Lanhe calmly looked at his broken and hideous wound, and said in a steady tone, "I may need a little time. Can I give your injection to Shen An?"
Shen Jian stared at the pale wall for a while, then slowly lowered his gaze to the tightly closed door.
Something is not right.
Shen Jian thought slowly, and replied calmly, “Of course.”
“However,” Shen Jian also said calmly, “I think I need to see you first.”
"It sounds like the head of our medical department is in a bad mood right now." The leader joked with a smile, but his eyes were unquestionably fixed on the researcher.
In an instant, the researcher's cold sweat soaked the back of his suit.
"Open the door." Shen Jian looked at him and said lightly.
.
"This isn't really a life-or-death situation, is it?"
When Shen Tu was dragged out of his warm bed by his leader, he pitifully covered his black, blue and purple bear pajamas and asked cautiously, "Sir, is this a new type of prank?"
In front of him was Shen Jian, who hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time, and Shen An, who volunteered to kick the door.
Chen Jian glanced at his subordinate's bewildered face, raised his hand and stroked his messy hair, "Wake up, it's four in the morning, why are you sleeping in?"
Shen Tu:?
Are you speaking human language, Shen Tu thought, choking with sobs.
Chen An's eyes were still red, but he sneered quickly and looked at the disheveled Chen Tu with a look of dissatisfaction, "I hope you know what you look like now. The last time you saw the gentleman, you were at least wearing formal clothes. Are you planning to be disrespectful to the gentleman now?"
Shen Tu, who was dragged out of his sleep by Shen Jian alive, said: "..."
Shen Tu gave a fake smile: “Sir Shen An, don’t be too outrageous.”
Shen Jian, who had withdrawn from the dispute between his subordinates, watched the show with a smile for a while, then clapped his hands gently, “Okay, Shen Tu.”
Shen Tu, who was about to say something else, stopped immediately and lowered his head gently, “Mr.
The man in the bear pajamas shrugged briskly, his eyes clear and warm, "...I hope you didn't wake me up because you need me, you know."
One of the tacit rules of Wu Yan Tower: Shen Tu, who is one of the second authorities, seems to never take action, and almost no one knows what he does.
Except Shen An.
Only Shen An knew how important Shen Tu was to Shen Jian.
Shen An silently stared at Shen Tu, who seemed to be in the same position as Shen Jian. After a while, he also lowered his eyes, took a step back gently, and completely disappeared from the sight and hearing range of the two. He leaned against the door of Shen Tu's bedroom and pinched his palm slightly irritably.
To some extent, Chen Tu is the last trump card of Wu Yan Tower.
As he said, "at the moment of life and death", Shen Tu, who had not shown his face for many years and whose identity was just an ordinary direct descendant, surfaced like a big fish.
At this time, Shen An inexplicably understood why Shen Lanhe took such a big risk and refused to give up this weird hobby of self-harm.
He stroked his palm, quietly tore open the flesh along the lines on the palm, pinched into the wound, and felt a sharp pain, almost making Shen An believe that the jealousy and pain in his heart did not exist.
…Although there is a risk of my husband finding out and getting angry, it does work.
Shen An judged calmly.
Even though he couldn't hear clearly what they were talking about, he still looked at where the two people were.
Shen Jian sat on the small sofa, his eyebrows and eyes helpless, and handed the report in his hand to Shen Tu, “It’s not to the point you think.”
Shen Tu then raised his head, took the document, knelt down very calmly and naturally, his knees fell on the carpet, and then lowered his head again to open the folder.
Shen Jian did not stop him, holding his chin with a gentle expression.
They are very used to this mode. From the very beginning - from the very beginning when the Wuyan Tower was first established, this is how they get along.
"...Sir." Shen Tu finished flipping through the documents, his eyes almost instantly became subtle, "I don't know if you still remember what you said before."
“I have no memory of what happened before,” Shen Jian said gently.
“You said you would never make such a decision.”
"Yeah?"
"You came from Shenlan River? He should know that too. Why didn't he tell you?"
Shen Jian said calmly, “I have no intention of squeezing someone who is in the reflection room.”
The man in the bear pajamas paused, his voice becoming cautious: "You know? Shen Lanhe..."
The young leader smiled, with a hint of danger in his eyes. "So everyone knows this, except me, right?"
Shen Tu fell silent.
His gaze slowly moved from fixed on Shen Jian's shoulder until it overlapped with his.
They were silent for a while, and the silence spread in the warm space. Even the hum of the equipment buffer could be clearly heard.
Shen Tu suddenly said, “Is it because of Xu Yinmo?”
Shen Jian's eyelashes trembled, and his eyebrows softened.
He stared at Shen Tu for a while.
Logically speaking, he shouldn't answer this question now.
Just now, he had just comforted the two poor puppies. If he admitted now that he wanted to take this opportunity to clean up the rear of the war, even a little bit because of Xu Yinmo, the defense line he had built with great difficulty would collapse again.
But the person in front of him was Shen Tu.
The young leader thought for a moment, then slowly said, "The answer to this question is, no matter who is in this position now, I would do the same thing."
Shen Tu was obviously stunned for a moment, his eyes stagnant between confusion, panic and disbelief.
He looked at Shen Jian, then at the document in his hand with the attack plan written on it. He seemed to be thinking about something, but also seemed to be thinking about nothing.
The video that Shen Xiuzhu had just recorded in the command room was sent to all the direct descendants at the same time. When Shen Tu opened it to watch it for the first time, he laughed.
It doesn't matter.
Shen Tu thought that he had been accustomed to this kind of sadness since a long time ago.
But now, Shen Tu had a feeling that could not be described as very touching, and was even a little frightened.
Tell him alone...?
"Can this answer be told to others?" Shen Tu asked softly.
He already had the answer, but he still asked his leader without giving up.
Shen Jian looked at him in surprise, “Of course not, Shen Tu, you know very well that only you can know.”
Only after Shen Tu understood this matter clearly, he would not think in the direction of "I can't get promoted even if I work hard, so I might as well take this opportunity to die and let the master remember me", Shen Jian painfully arranged and combined the reactions of his subordinates when they received this news in his mind, and with a sigh, he firmly decided to keep it secret.
Shen Tu held the document in silence for a while, his fingertips were so hard that they turned white, and after a long while he smiled and replied, "Okay, sir."
"Then, although it's not the most dangerous situation, I should be present in this kind of war." Shen Tu's voice was very light, with a barely perceptible tremor, and his expression remained perfect, "Then, I, first, take my leave."
The light in the room was warm, shining on the lounge that Shen Tu had deliberately arranged for sleeping, but Shen Tu felt like he was falling into an icy cave.
He chewed over the five words "Only you know" with some despair.
He didn't feel honored.
In some cases, you are the only one who is sober... Isn't it that the leader indulges other subordinates but not you?
Shen Jian briefly examined Shen Tu's expression, and after confirming that the other party did not show any other emotions, he hummed and lowered his head to look at the communicator in his palm that was glowing faintly.
Shen Tu stood up, walked past Shen An, opened the office door without looking away, and then closed it.
Shen Jian made a gesture, and Shen An followed him out, leaving the door slightly open.
Before Shen Tu opened the door, he turned his back to Shen Jian, and only Shen An could see the expression on his face clearly.
Shen An's eyes were a little bit unbelievable, as if he saw an expression on Shen Tu's face that shouldn't appear, but he quickly wiped it away before Shen Jian noticed.
Shen Jian heard Shen Tu say, “Sir, please be safe. If you have any plans to go out, please inform me first.”
The battle has not yet begun, but it is obvious that the Tower of Invincibility has entered a state of alert, and there must be someone around the leader.
The reason why Shen Jian was able to send the two away so smoothly was only because this was the most central location in the middle layer of the starship, where there were no windows and the assassination rate was infinitely close to zero.
Shen Jian replied perfunctorily, his eyes always on the communicator.
...That god can't sit still anymore?
Shen Jian looked at the communication for a while, and the first sentence after picking up the call was a natural instruction, "Transform my fire, the strength is not enough."
The silver-haired leader who was already prepared to bring charges:?
The silver-haired leader made a polite sound: "Are you polite?"
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