Remodeling the Golden Body System [Quick Transmigration]

The resplendent and resplendent inner hall was specially used to receive distinguished guests of the highest rank. Du Juan sat on the warm plush sofa. Ji Ye handed a clean towel to Du Juan to wipe. He poured a cup of hot coffee and sat opposite.

The hot air of coffee lingers, soothing classical music sounds in the room, and Du Juan relaxes.

Holding the coffee, Ji Ye looked at the much older sister Du Juan opposite. She was wearing a close-fitting cheongsam, but the colorful cheongsam made her look even worse. The appearance that still exists now makes Ji Ye almost unrecognizable.

"Where have you been all these years?" Du Juan took the initiative to ask, "My sister was looking for you back then."

"Some things happened, which made my sister worry." Ji Ye smiled and didn't want to mention it, he was somewhat relieved to see his old friend.

"It's nothing, my sister doesn't have any skills, and I just do these things that can't be put on the table." Du Juan smiled wryly, buried her head in her palms, paused for a while and then said: "Aye, I heard that Ji's family... ..."

"War is cruel, and resentment is useless, as long as the living are doing well." Ji Ye took a sip of coffee, and the bitter taste spread from his mouth to his heart.

"That's right, in this troubled world, it's good to be alive." Du Juan seemed to feel the same way and nodded. "I really trouble you today. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I'd have a hard time today."

"Sister, what are you talking about?" Ji Ye squatted down and held Du Juan's hand, those slender hands were calloused at some point, "You used to take care of me, now I will take care of you."

"Okay, okay, good boy, my sister didn't hurt you for nothing." Du Juan squeezed Ji Ye's hand back tightly, she lowered her head, she couldn't help but shed a tear.

Ji Ye stretched out his hand and hugged the thin woman.Du Juan put her head on Ji Ye's shoulder, and buried her face on the young man's broad shoulders. In this warm scene, a woman's weak voice rang in Ji Ye's ear, all the tenderness in Ji Ye's heart receded, and the whole People's bodies are stiff.

"If Aye wants to take revenge, sister can help you." The faint voice was like a candle in the dark, which was extinguished in a trance when the wind blew.Ji Ye raised his head and looked tentatively at Sister Du Juan. This exhausted woman who had experienced the war had a sad face. After expressing her gratitude to the young man who occasionally extended a helping hand, she stood up cautiously and left. Her back A little thin, but the momentum of every step in the high heels is like a brave warrior, with a feeling of death.

From her back, it is impossible to tell what she did just now!She wrote a word on Ji Ye's palm - total!This has almost revealed her identity. As long as Ji Ye speaks now, soldiers will rush out outside, and as long as Ji Ye recognizes her, they will arrest her.But Du Juan was not afraid, she seemed sure that even if Ji Ye would not agree to her invitation, he would not betray her.

Ji Ye caught up with him two steps, took Du Juan's hand, and he squeezed the callused hand.He smiled at Du Juan's surprised eyes, and straightened her loose hair on her shoulders, "My sister is still as good-looking as before." Then he watched Du Juan go out.

Ji Ye's mind was not as calm as his face. He knew very well that his elder brother was working for the Kuomintang, and he was also a member of the Kuomintang military hospital, and in the eyes of these people, he was no different from a hostile element. , It’s just that he can also see from the fall of the Northeast and the army’s retreat without a fight, etc., that this so-called new government is just a game and game of a group of people in power.

This is a paradise for the rich, but not the hope of the Chinese.And □□... this group that is active in the underground and organized by the workers and peasants, perhaps they are the last remaining people with backbone in China.

Just like Sister Du Juan who strode out just now, although she is only a dancer, she is also betting on her future with her life.As for myself, I still want to escape and hide in Nanjing, enjoying myself comfortably? !Ji Ye felt a voice in his heart questioning himself all the time.

And it seemed that a pinch of small flames suddenly burst out from the bottom of my heart, which lasted for a long time in this dark night.In the evening, the eldest brother drove him home in person. Along the way, Ji Ye tilted his head and looked at the countless blacks outside the window. The cool spring night breeze brushed against his skin under his coat. There is no moon tonight, but there are a few stars dotted around it. The sky flickered slightly.

Ji Ye stretched out his hand, and the wind passed through his fingers. He clenched his fist and grabbed the endless darkness into his palm.Looking back at Ji Ming who was driving seriously, Ji Ye suddenly made up his mind, there is no reason for such lofty admiration, he is patriotic but loves the person beside him the most.No matter if it's a raging fire or a cold wind, as long as it's for the person around him, he's willing to do it!

The car parked steadily in front of the small foreign building. After the relationship between the two of them eased, he also came here a few times, but he didn't have the habit of staying overnight. drove back.

"Brother!" Just as Ji Ming wanted to get out of the car, Ji Ye suddenly stopped him. "I want to ask you one thing."

"It's for that woman tonight." Ji Ming let go of the door. This woman may be very important to my brother. Looking at his protection and prominence tonight, and thinking about the night when he was drunk, this woman was also present. I couldn't help feeling a little bitter in my heart, my younger brother has grown up, so what reason does he have to stop him from looking for love?

"Yes! Sister Du Juan has suffered a lot these years, I wonder if we can take her out..." Ji Ye thought about his words, and looked at Ji Ming with a frown.

"Aye, you have to know that no one is the savior, we can't choose life for others." Jiming opened the car door and walked out.

Looking at Ji Ming's back as he walked further and further away, Ji Ye sighed and got out of the car.

Ji Ye finally accepted Sister Du Juan's suggestion, joined □□, and became a member of the underground intelligence team of Nanjing Sub-district □□, because of Sister Du Juan's introduction, coupled with Ji Ye's background and identity are very suitable, and soon started Take on some small tasks.

Ji Ye is in the hospital with a lot of people, and he is an innocent doctor, so some officers of the Nationalist Party do not shy away from talking about him in the ward, but these seemingly inconspicuous information are quietly ignored by Ji Ye. After collection, sorting out and handing over to the enlarged intelligence system played a very important role.

As a result, Ji Ye received more attention. The Nanjing Underground Intelligence Bureau headed by him and Du Juan succeeded frequently, and also got the attention of the KMT's secret service. It's easy to reveal your identity. If something happens, you will be alone and helpless, and it will almost be a dead end.

But Du Juan is very determined. Jinbihuanghuang is the largest dance hall in Nanjing. It is very strict about recruiting people. If Du Juan had not been famous a few years ago, he might not be able to get in, but it is so important that the entire KMT's senior officials would come and go from time to time. , so this point of information cannot be easily given up.Du Juan repeatedly emphasized that he was an old intelligence agent for many years, and he still had a basic anti-reconnaissance awareness, which made Ji Ye feel at ease.

But who does underground work and walks a tightrope with his head on the waistband of his trousers?There is no one who does not get his shoes wet when he often walks by the water... At least Ji Ye did not expect this day to come so soon!

He was scheduled for two operations in the afternoon, both of which were arranged by Ji Ming to care for the family members of senior officials. When he left the operating room, it was already late when he received the news. All the younger brothers were caught in one fell swoop, and the underground network of Nanjing Station was cleaned up wantonly.

Ji Ye was sitting in the office, and the phone by the desk was at hand, but he couldn't notify anyone. The entire Nanjing telephone communication was under surveillance. Once someone tipped off the news, the entire underground intelligence agency might be destroyed, but But he couldn't remain indifferent, sitting on pins and needles, every minute and every second was suffering.

Only one small desk lamp was lit in the entire spacious office, and Ji Ye, with his gold-framed eyes, found a sketchbook in the deepest drawer.He habitually wiped the page, and the first page was a pencil sketch.

The young man was wearing a military uniform, with bright eyebrows and starry eyes. He was only fifteen or sixteen years old when he first saw the edge. It's another sketch of a character, half of the boy's side face is hidden in the light, but the side face is clearly defined, his eyebrows are upward, and his eyes are also upward, especially when he squints and smiles; the next Juvenile Zhang has turned into a young man. He is wrapped in a black winter coat and a thick scarf. His hair has a cold frost color, making his whole face more serious... a book There are hundreds of pictures in the sketchbook, and the protagonists are all the same person, recording the trajectory of a boy growing into a youth.

At the footer of each page, there is a sentence in Japanese, transliterated (Ayi Sidai Road), I love you.

Ji Ye picked up the pen at the corner of the table, and scribbled out the confession written word by word. The force of the pen penetrated the back of the paper. His drawing became more and more chaotic. In the end, he almost tore apart the book frantically, and scribbled hard. Until turning to the last page, Ji Ye put down his pen and lay down on the table, tears blurring his eyes at some point.Ji Ye took off his glasses, he didn't know what to do, sister Du Juan was arrested, and it was his brother who did it himself!

They were all people he was reluctant to hurt, he had no way to save Sister Du Juan, he could only watch her die at the hands of his brother!He hates himself for being incompetent. After many years, he thought he had grown up, but he still hasn't changed. He is still the one who escaped and ran away, blindly believing in the beauty he saw, but not caring about the wars and disputes behind those beauty.

I don't know how long it took before Ji Ye raised his head. He wiped away his tears, turned the phone, and called his elder brother.

The beep on the other end of the phone rang three times, and just when Ji Ye was about to hang up the phone, a hoarse voice came from the other end, "Hello, Ah Ye?"

Ji Ye was silent for a few seconds, his voice from crying just now was a bit nasal, "It's nothing, are you busy? Are you going home tonight?"

While looking at the woman hanging on the interrogation rack, Ji Ming lowered his head and whispered, "Brother has something to do tonight, maybe I can't..."

"Oh, it's okay. I'm just asking casually. You can do your own work." Ji Ye interrupted before waiting for Ji Ming to finish speaking.

"Are you catching a cold? There's something wrong with the voice." Ji Ming frowned, winked at his subordinates, walked out of the embarrassing basement, and asked concerned.

"No, no, maybe it's raining and the temperature has cooled down recently." Ji Ye casually found an excuse to prevaricate, "Brother, work hard, a colleague is looking for me." He hung up the phone in a hurry, afraid that Ji Ming would follow his call. I heard something from the tentative phone call.

But obviously Jiming on the other end of the phone was more worried about his nasal voice.

In the middle of the night, when Ji Ming finished interrogating the last prisoner and rejected the persuasion of all the subordinates in the bureau, he insisted on driving home in frost and starlight. Look, not a little popular.

He sighed, the blood in his chest seemed to be extinguished like a car that had been turned off.He smoked a cigarette vigorously in the car, and didn't go into the house until the ashes were burned out.

Before going to sleep, he was worried and walked around Ah Ye's room, but he noticed a faint light from under the door.Ji Ming's heart is also like this faint light, like a few sporadic fires ignited in the extinguished charcoal fire, which is enough to make people who are about to freeze to death excited.

He opened the door softly, and he saw that he was wrapped in a quilt, and a warm orange lamp was on by the bed.Ah Ye likes to sleep with the light on, as if he is not alone, he can only sleep with someone else.

Ji Ming sat on the edge of Ji Ye's bed with a cold air all over his body. He lowered his head just in time to see Ji Ye showing a small face, and his dry little mouth was covered with skin.Thinking of the nasal voice on the phone, Ji Ming felt a little worried, and just wanted to reach out to test the temperature of Ji Ye's forehead.

Just reached out his hand and before touching Ji Ye's forehead, he silently retracted it.He put his two hands together, rubbed them together, let out a sigh of relief towards his palms, and put his hands on the warm skin under his clothes for a try, and he dared not put them on Ji Ye's forehead until he was sure it wasn't freezing. .

After repeated comparisons several times, Ji Ming felt relieved after confirming that there was no fever.He just sat on Ji Ye's bed and watched his sleeping face quietly. He didn't know how long it took before he got up and walked out the door slowly.

Ji Ye has been promoted, both sides.On the hospital side, he managed to get rid of the old dean and became the youngest dean of the Nanjing Third Military Region Hospital so far. At the same time, he also received the news of the death of Sister Du Juan. He became the captain of the underground intelligence team of Nanjing Station, codenamed 'Chinese rose'.

The atmosphere in Nanjing became more and more tense, and the newspapers reported every day that the Japanese army was about to hit Nanjing.The hospital also gradually became busy. From time to time, soldiers retreating from the front line, most of whom were disabled, were sent to major hospitals in Nanjing, especially the Third Hospital affiliated to the military region. The wounded received every day filled the entire hospital hall with people.

Ji Ye hung up the phone, rubbed his eyebrows, and there was a knock on the door.His delicate brows frowned, sighed and said: "Please come in." It was a soldier who came in, his face was solemn, he saluted a military salute, stood at attention, stood up, and began to report.

Ji Ye put on the gold-framed eyes on the table, looked at the documents in his hand, and listened to the report.

"Reporting to the dean, a total of 32 and 21 people were admitted to the hospital today, of which [-] and [-] were soldiers at the front, and more than half of them were seriously injured. The hospital is already [-]% overloaded, and the basic equipment is not enough. A lot of people started to make trouble." The soldier was an orderly specially arranged by Ji Ming to be Ji Ye's bodyguard, but he was "overqualified" by Ji Ye as a nurse, but instead of complaining at all, he stood upright, Report without changing face.

"Get ready, there are still a group of wounded soldiers coming to the hospital tonight, let the nurse station help arrange it." Ji Ye picked up a pen and fluently signed his name at the footer of the document.

The soldier paused, as if a little strange, but finally said: "Yes."

Ji Ye waited for a long time, but he didn't hear the sound of closing the door. He looked up strangely, "Is there anything else?"

"The officer said that the second lady was ill, and asked you to evacuate Nanjing." The soldier hesitated for a while and said what he repeated every day.

"I won't leave. Tell elder brother, don't lie to me twice with the same method." Ji Ye's pen was forced, and a mark was scratched on the paper.He stubbornly continued to write something on the torn paper.

The soldier didn't say anything more, silently paid a military salute, and withdrew.

When Ji Ye looked through the glass window of the hospital building, only the car lights flickered occasionally in the middle of the night, but the continuous sound of car horns made people not quiet for a moment, just like the Japanese army that was getting closer and closer, and the order. Urge.

But, this time, he won't run away again.

The next morning, Ji Ye was still doing routine checkups. Several veterans in the intensive care unit were dying, but he still checked every day. The wounded soldiers who just arrived last night were crowded in the inpatient department, moving constantly in the corridors are somewhat difficult.

The head nurse hurried over and whispered a few words in his ear, Ji Ye's expression changed, he ordered the intern doctor on the side, and then walked out.

A black car was parked at the door, escorted by a line of military trucks, it was obvious that the visitor was of extraordinary status.However, all the well-armed Japanese soldiers got out of the car, which made all the senior management of the hospital look alert.Seeing Ji Ye coming, he was relieved, and the head nurse on the side asked, "Dean, look, this is a car of the Japanese army in the concession."

Ji Ye frowned. He knew that the city of Nanjing had not been peaceful, but the Japanese army in the concession had always been very peaceful. Today, the posture is almost full of power. What is the matter?Could it be...

The car door opened, and a man in a suit and leather shoes came out of the car. He strode up to Ji Ye, glanced up and down, with apprehension and distrust, and finally stretched out his hand, "You are Mr. Ji, right?"

"The Hospital of the Third Military Region, Ji Ye." Ji Ye's face was calm, and nothing could shake his mind in the past few years.

"I'll cut to the chase. Our lady is sick. I need your help." The man suddenly tightened his hand, and the words changed into Japanese.

The people around were at a loss, and Ji Ye's fluent Japanese stunned them even more.

"Sorry, our hospital is too small to accommodate your big Buddha. I can't help you, so I'd better hire someone else." Ji Ye subconsciously refused.The city of Nanjing is already chaotic enough, so it's better for their hospital not to take this muddy water.

"Ji Yejun, don't rush to refuse, why don't you see the patient first?" The man stared at Ji Ye and smiled inexplicably.

"No matter who it is, I will not cure it!" Ji Ye's attitude was very firm, and he glanced coldly at the armed Japanese army, his tone was very tough, and once this kind of thing happened next, it would be irrelevant.

The man looked back at the car and shouted, "Pingzi, come out."

Ji Ye felt his whole body go stiff, he shifted his gaze to the black car door, finally, a light-white calf stretched out, followed by a girl in a plain cheongsam bowed out of the car.

She has changed, the original she likes to smile the most, likes to wear complicated and spacious kimonos the most, and likes the warm red color the most... Is this person with a meticulous complexion in a plain cheongsam really Pingzi?Ji Ye didn't know, maybe his leaving changed her.

"Ji Yejun, don't come here without any harm." Pingzi Xiaoye put her hands on her waist, blessed her body, looked up and smiled.

She was smiling at him, but in that smile there was no sunshine, no intoxicating cherry blossoms, only the cold wind, like the cold liquid that was forced into the body in the research institute, passing through the chest, mixed with blood inside.Those memories are like toxins, which swim in your body after being aroused, and completely break you up.

Ji Ye's mind recalled the memories of that year like a revolving lantern, and in the end it seemed that only the petite Chinese woman was left standing in front of the ward, and her cold voice sounded in the corridor, "Then you go, but if you are caught If you catch it, there is only one dead end..."

"Don't come here without any problems." Ji Ye replied in Chinese, and finally he overcame all arguments and took Pingzi to the hospital.It may be that they are afraid of the armed threat that has never retreated around the hospital; it may be that they are afraid that they will fall into the mouth and become an excuse for the fall of Nanjing.

There are some things you can't escape, you have to face them, but this time, Ji Ye will never run away!