Gospel of Lazy Cancer

Chapter 128 The Adjutant Doesn’t Want to Be Loyal 2

On the first day the adjutant came back, he quickly completed the work of the army, smoothly and easily.The only problem is probably the communication with the marshal.

The other party said that he could hold back a mouthful of old blood, but due to the relationship between his subordinates, he couldn't spit it out, so he could only swallow it back.

"Marshal, your lunch."

Pu Jiayan took a sip and frowned: "You didn't do it."

Yao Chen expressed regret that his memory has not fully recovered, and his current cooking skills are not as good as ordinary chefs.

Yao Chen was always in charge of the Marshal’s diet. Although Interstellar has nutrient solution, intelligent machines can synthesize food of various flavors, and there are chefs specially hired to serve senior officers, his mouth has been spoiled by adjutants for so many years. , he had to endure while the adjutant was recuperating.

In fact, when the Marshal received Yao Chen's application to resume work two days ago, he had been looking forward to today's breakfast. However, Yao Chen did not show up in his room on time in the early morning, but stepped directly into the meeting room of the army station. Frankly speaking, he I was a little disappointed in my heart.

Reason tells the marshal that he is not a greedy person, and he should not be harsh on his subordinates, but his heart is hard to calm down, because that is the treatment he "should" enjoy, and the duties that the adjutant "should" perform, suddenly enjoy the unreasonable When he arrived, even a small thing made him feel unhappy.

Especially at this time, when he didn't have the delicious lunch he was looking forward to at noon, Park Jiayan couldn't help showing a look of displeasure on his face. He said, "Don't rush back if your memory is not fully recovered."

The adjutant showed an embarrassed look: "Now we are in a state of combat readiness. We are in a stalemate with the Zerg. The situation is unstable. It is not easy to delay for too long. And I really want to return to the Marshal as soon as possible."

Park Jiayan stopped talking, seemed very satisfied with the other party's answer, and concentrated on eating.

"Marshal, this is a battle report from the front line. A signal of Zerg activity was found in Area D. The exploration troops went to check, but found nothing."

District D is an important hub for the transfer of strategic materials, and there is no room for carelessness. Park Jiayan has a very keen sense of war, and he immediately paid attention to it. He quickly flipped through the investigation report with a serious expression.

"I want to hear the detailed report and arrange a communication with the person in charge."

"As ordered, I will immediately notify the captain of the exploration team," the subordinate officer clicked on the light brain to check, and said, "The captain of the team just happened to be transferred back to the station, should he come over and report in person?"

Yao Chen, who had been silent all this time, interjected at the right time: "At four o'clock in the afternoon, there is a 10-minute gap."

Park Jiayan nodded in agreement: "Yes."

After getting the order, the subordinates withdrew, and only the two of them were left in the room.

The adjutant was reading the documents behind the marshal, so he didn't see the slightly raised corner of the marshal's mouth. The arc only appeared for a moment, and was quickly smoothed by the master.

The adjutant has been in charge of the marshal's itinerary all these years, and after he took over the job at the military headquarters, without the marshal's reminder, he consciously picked up this responsibility again.

The tacit understanding between the two comforted the marshal. Although the adjutant had only been in the hospital for treatment for a few days, he was keenly aware of a sense of strangeness that lay between the two of them, causing a certain gap.

Yao Chen's treatment plan was approved by Yao Chen himself, and he personally approved it. He is very clear about the risks involved. After all, it is a consciousness projection, trying to deceive time to speed up the healing process.

Now it seems that the adjutant is still his adjutant. Even after hundreds of years in the virtual world, the relationship between them has not changed. Even if Yao Chen has not fully recovered, in the eyes of the marshal, it will be a matter of time.

When it was time to get off work, the marshal was about to go back to his residence. He took two steps and found that the adjutant hadn't followed.

Yao Chen stood where he was, facing the marshal's puzzled gaze, and said, "I'm going back to the hospital to get some items." Seeing the displeasure in the marshal's eyes again, as if dissatisfied that he didn't even arrange these trivial matters, Yao Chen had no choice but to add: "The medical officer asked me to wear a monitoring device to detect physical and mental data in real time. The device needs special adjustments and can only be picked up this evening."

"Rest early." Other than that, the marshal didn't say anything, and left alone, giving him a silent back.

Yao Chen secretly heaved a sigh of relief, feeling inexplicably relieved from getting rid of the oil bottle. He turned on the optical computer on his wrist and replied to his colleague: "I will attend the party tonight."

He checked the meeting time and location sent by his colleagues, and then made a trip to the hospital.

The health monitoring device is small, worn on the left ear, like a silver round earring, Yao Chen only felt a pain in the earlobe, and nothing more.

What he didn't know was that when he put on this special earring, his body data immediately appeared on the marshal's optical brain.

Park Jiayan stared at the virtual light curtain and observed Yao Chen's various data. Suddenly, the stable data changed.

A large number of dopamine D2 receptors are activated, combined with dopamine, the nerve excitability is increased, the heartbeat is accelerated, the blood circulation is accelerated, and the transmission of chemical substances between nerve synapses is significantly slowed down.

It is hordenine.

Pu Jiayan's eyes were cold, and he stood up abruptly, with a gust of angry wind blowing up his coat.

In order to provide timely assistance to patients, the monitoring device also includes a positioning system, and he easily tracked the target location.

Resident bar.

This is a place where soldiers of the army usually go to celebrate and relax. The most famous drink is Ancient Blue Star Beer.

"Yuan, Marshal!"

The officer closest to the entrance was drinking happily and bragging to others. When he looked up and saw the chilling supreme officer, his whole body felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured on him, and he woke up from all the wine.

Park Jiayan ignored him and walked straight in. The dim environment and flashing colorful lights did not prevent him from sweeping everything in the bar with his powerful mental power.

Behind the partition at nine o'clock, two people were engaged in some kind of indescribable sport. There was a fight less than ten meters away from them, and a circle of onlookers beside them were betting or booing.In front of the left is the dance floor. A dozen people are frantically twisting their bodies under the restless music, and several couples have already started rubbing and communicating with each other.

The more he watched, the more irritable he became, and when Park Jiayan's patience reached the limit, he finally found his adjutant in a corner.

The marshal's gaze locked on him, like a wild beast staring at its prey.

At this time, the adjutant was not wearing glasses, revealing those charming eyes that could speak. Probably because of the alcohol, there was a hint of haze in his usually rational and clear eyes, which made the peach blossom eyes stained with moisture and beauty. exudes a seductive breath.He was sitting on the bar and was talking to a young man with a happy smile on his face. The marshal's eyes darkened and he felt that it was particularly annoying.

Yao Chen had just had two drinks with his colleagues and friends, and they all went out to have fun, and drank alone at the bar.

Just out of the hospital, let's save the madness for later.Yao Chen touched the earring on his left ear, thinking so.

Moreover, this world is a bit special, and he hasn't figured it out yet.

Yao Chen, who was immersed in thinking, suddenly felt that someone patted his shoulder.

Turning his head, he saw a young and handsome face.It was a soldier in his early twenties, with black hair and blue eyes, and a bright smile. Before he could change his uniform, he only took off his jacket and unbuttoned the top buttons, revealing his honey-colored firm chest.

"Hi, I'm Jason, can I buy you a drink?"

Jason?

Yao Chen was dazed for a moment because of this familiar yet unfamiliar English name. For him, the person with this name has accompanied him through the past few decades, even if he still hasn't fully recalled that person's appearance and himself. Emotions for it, but that name has been deeply engraved in his mind.

It sucks that he can't remember the most important person in his life in every world.

In the eyes of others, Yao Chen's trance of memories is mistaken for another meaning, that is, being confused by the handsome young man in front of him.

The other party seemed very happy that he had aroused Yao Chen's interest, his eyes showed undisguised admiration and appreciation, and his attitude became more enthusiastic.

"Thank you," Yao Chen accepted his approach, "I'm Yao Chen."

"I know you, the famous adjutant."

Yao Chen was amused by his exaggerated tone, and laughed at himself: "I didn't know that my reputation had already spread throughout the Federation."

"I heard about you when I was in the military academy. The instructor always said your name. You and the marshal are the shadows of every student behind us!" The distance from Yao Chen, and talking about his embarrassing things in the military academy in a humorous tone made Yao Chen laugh.

"Can I call you Jason?" Yao Chen lowered his gaze.

The name Jason has a special meaning. Is it a coincidence or a trap that the young man in front of him calls himself Jason?

"Of course." Jason didn't mind, he was even a little happy, blinking his eyes, "I only allow you to call that."

"Nice to meet you, Jason." Yao Chen clinked glasses with him.

"Hey, do you want to go dancing?" The young man looked at him eagerly, especially the Adam's apple that slipped when he swallowed the beer with his head up. He stretched out his hand, trying to grab Yao Chen's arm.

However, a strong voice stopped him.

"He doesn't go dancing."

Before Yao Chen could figure out who the voice belonged to, his body became stiff, like an instinct, like a herbivore discovering a predator and immediately pounced on the ground and pretended to be dead.

Why is he here? !

The brain, somewhat paralyzed by the relaxing atmosphere of the bar and the effects of alcohol, had to resume work under such stimulation.

He felt his body vacated, as if someone lifted him up by the collar, and the handsome young man in his sight moved away from him.

A queen mother was inserted between him and the handsome boy.

"Marshal." Yao Chen greeted blankly.

Just now he was facing the direction of the door, because he didn't see the marshal immediately because of the angle.

I don't know how long the other party has been there, and how much they have seen.

Park Jiayan only looked at the adjutant with deep eyes, turning a blind eye to the other person, silence spread among the three of them, Yao Chen felt extremely embarrassed.He knew that Park Jiayan was just pretending not to see Jason, but actually released the coercion of a top SSS fighter. Jason's forehead began to sweat, and he was at a loss.

Yao Chen sighed secretly, and helped him out: "I've just been discharged from the hospital, so you don't need to take care of me, you can go and play with your friends."

As if forgiven, Jason gave him a grateful look and walked away immediately.

For a long time, just when Yao Chen thought that Park Jiayan would stare at him to the end of the world, Marshal finally spoke.

"Did I tell you to 'rest early'?"

This is not an interrogative sentence.

Hearing the accusations and sarcasm, the adjutant felt guilty of being caught cheating.Obviously, even the little hands haven't been touched!

He avoided the marshal's aggressive gaze, looked at the table uneasily, held the wine glass, and explained in a low voice: "During my recuperation, thanks to the help of other people, in order to complete my work, they even had to work overtime every day (this shows that I was How miserable it is to be enslaved, you scum), I want to take the opportunity to thank them, so I invite them to come here for a drink, which will also help the unity of the army."

"It's up to you. You don't need to report these small things to me."

"..." Who wants to ask!

Park Jiayan looked at the adjutant's drooping long eyelashes, which were trembling slightly at this moment, and his heart softened a little, he asked, "What did the medical officer say?"

"All the indicators are normal. You can drink properly, relax your mind, and maintain a good mood," the adjutant paused. "He also asked me to go back and check regularly. There is still a disconnect between my emotions and memory."

Park Jiayan knew this diagnosis.

The medical officer thinks this is a big problem. He didn't take it seriously before. The adjutant is in good health, following himself and serving himself as before, that's enough.However, after seeing the adjutant smiling unreservedly at the other men and accepting his overtures, he felt he was wrong.

Wrong.