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The woman's tears seemed to flow endlessly, falling on Wang Jia's shoulders.

He couldn't resist and didn't resist, he just let her cry and hold her like this.

The smell of disinfectant on her body was very familiar to Wang Jia.

"Xiao Sheng, does it hurt?" The woman wanted to touch Wang Jia's face, but seemed to be afraid that she would hurt him. "It's not my fault. Mom is late. Can you say something?"

"Mom?" Wang Jia rolled his eyes and looked at the thin woman, but his expression was numb. He knew clearly that the person in front of him was not his mother, but Bian Sheng's mother, and he had even been using medicine to make her sleep until now.

This time he was locked up for too long and did not continue to add medicine, so she actually woke up like this.

Just when he was being tortured, this woman suddenly broke in, giving him a moment of respite.

"It's mom, Xiao Sheng, don't be afraid, mom will take you home."

"Go home?" Wang Jia repeated the last two words. But in his memory, he no longer has a home. If even the Red Sea gave up on him, where else could he go back?

Shen Fan looked at the door for a moment and then said to Peng Long outside, "It's not convenient for me to go in. You can go and have a look. Just tell him what I just said."

Peng Long understood and went in carrying the treatment box.

"Mrs. Bian, I need to treat him," Peng Long stepped forward and explained softly.

"Doctor Peng," the woman knew Peng Long. The profession of doctor may also have innate affinity, and the woman no longer had the hostility she had just now. "Look at him, how could they hurt him like this? His father's bones are still cold..."

"I know, I know," Peng Long patted the woman's back, "It is said that you have just woken up and are still weak. You cannot be excited anymore."

Peng Long separated the two of them and helped the woman sit on a chair aside. "You can take a break. If you are worried, just look at me."

After the woman sat down, her body still leaned forward, her eyes locked on her "son".

Peng Long took out the injection needle, looked at Wang Jia and said, "This is an analgesic. It can also relieve your vomiting after the electric shock."

There was not much pain when the needle penetrated the flesh. It didn't matter what was in the injection to Wang Jia. He just wanted an answer now.

"Unfortunately, they did not agree to replace the prisoners and killed them."

Peng Long briefly summarized the results of the negotiation, "According to the agreement, you will not die now."

"Are you going to lock me up until death?" Under the influence of the drug, Wang Jia's muscles all over his body were in a relaxed state. Even if his brain produced strong emotions, what he conveyed to the outside world were only five calm words.

"I don't know, I'm just a doctor." Peng Long wiped the injection site with a sterilized cotton ball. "You should be glad that she woke up and can save you from suffering."

At this point, Peng Long also guessed some causes and consequences. The patient who couldn't wake up suddenly woke up. Maybe the person who drugged him was imprisoned.

There are countless evil deeds in the Red Sea, and Wang Jia accounts for half of them. But now many things are not over yet, and there are many secrets that still need to be kept. It is precisely because of this that Wang Jia cannot be killed.

He can survive, but don't think about identity, status, and freedom. It is very likely that he will spend the rest of his life in prison. This is the alliance's kindness to Bian Zhengyuan's widow, and it is also punishment for him occupying Bian Sheng's skin.

……

A month later, Shen Fan visited Wang Jia in prison.

The conditions in the Alliance prison are much better than those in Blue Star. Wang Jia's injuries on his face have been treated, and even his burned hair has grown back a lot, and he doesn't look so scary anymore.

The two of them sat on either side.

"You seem to be adapting well." Shen Fan greeted first.

"People have to survive." Wang Jia did not avoid Shen Fan's probing gaze.

"It's good that you think so." Putting aside the antagonistic relationship, Shen Fan and Wang Jia can be considered old friends.

"Shen Fan, I thought we would fight to the death, but then you really died." Wang Jia looked at the young face opposite, "After you died, I regretted it again."

"I know, you regret that I didn't die in your hands." The two of them had discussed this topic before, and Shen Fan said indifferently, "Actually, I also thought about dying in your hands one day, maybe more than once. "

"Ha..." Wang Jia wiped his eyes with his shackled hands, "That's really my honor."

"You're welcome, you deserve this." At this time, Shen Fan didn't mind speaking out what was in his heart, "Live well and look at the bright future of the alliance..."

When he walked out of the prison gate, Shen Fan saw the ground glowing white.

He looked up at the sky and realized it was snowing.

He stretched out his hand to take one and studied it, and felt that it was not as white as Feng Yu.

He was a little homesick and missed his family.

The winter vacation only lasts forty days, which is enough time for him to go home and lie down.

During this period, He Jian, Peng Long, and even Xie Qiuchi came to see him from time to time, as if they were afraid of what had happened to him, but Shen Fan understood that he was just tired.

He lived far more time alone than with two people. Even without Linjue, he could still live a good life.

Studying must be completed according to the set goals, and you must also be prepared to deal with the extra little bean sprouts. It wasn't his first time taking care of a child, but this time he had to start from scratch, and he was still a little unfamiliar.

Shen Fan got into the car and drove out from the "no man's land" at a speed of a hundred yards. He didn't slow down until he saw people.

While waiting for the red light, he saw an adult holding a child across the road.

The child was about two or three years old, wearing a yellow jacket, with short legs and a staggering walk. He looked like a small light bulb when being held by two parents.

He couldn't help but take another look, and it wasn't until the car behind him honked his horn that he realized the light had turned green.

The temporary residence is not far away, and he cannot be considered a military family member now, but Xie Qingwei is true to his word, and the treatment he is given is no worse than that of a military family member.

By the time we parked the car, it was completely dark.

It was cold and there were fewer and fewer people on the road. Shen Fan held an umbrella and walked to his residence.

The snowflakes under the street lamp have rustled to the ground like catkins.

When he walked to the door, he closed his umbrella and shook off the snowflakes on it, and happened to catch a glimpse of someone standing under the streetlight not far away from the corner of his eye.

The man was not holding an umbrella, as if he had been standing for a long time, and his black coat was stained white.

Only when Shen Fan took a step back and wanted to see clearly, he realized that there was only the shadow of falling snow under the lamp.

Shen Fan held the umbrella handle and felt that he was dazzled by the flying snowflakes.

He opened the door, and the heating in the room was particularly attractive.

……

"You really didn't go to see him, you managed to sneak in." Bian Sheng said with some regret.

"No, just take a look." Linjue lowered his head and touched the ring finger of his right hand. It had only been a month and there were no traces of it. "It's too dangerous for him to see me."

"Hey, you, you, if you only look at each other for a long time, you will fall in love for a few months. How will you live in the future?" Bian Sheng teased.

"Let's go, there's still a lot to do."

"Hey, wait for me..."

Bian Sheng followed closely, and the two of them soon disappeared into the snowy night.

"Complete the previous book"