Quick, female general, I traveled through time to save my father

Chapter 472 Xiao 5 goes home 22

The other two people are Aunt Wang’s son and daughter-in-law.

Aunt Wang's son Dazhuang is just as his name suggests, with a sturdy build. He is not particularly tall but sturdy, with a round face that is tanned red and a simple and honest look in his eyes.

He was wearing old work clothes that had been starched but faded, and his fingers were thick, short, and strong. He looked like an honest man who could work hard.

His daughter-in-law, Lili, was slimmer, with delicate features despite her rough skin. She had a neat bun on the back of her head, and wore a clean floral smock and equally clean trousers.

"Here I am," Situ Zheng nodded to Sirong and Muchen in a low voice.

"Let me introduce them. These two are..." He glanced at Jiang Chi and Chen Mo, "Mr. Jiang, Inspector Chen, they are both our people."

He avoided mentioning his military rank and true identity, using the pre-agreed address. "This is Wang Dazhuang, Aunt Wang's son, and this is Lili, his wife."

At this time, Jiang Chi finally finished fiddling with the things in his hand. He raised his head and his eyes fell accurately on Sirong and Muchen, especially lingering on Sirong's face for a moment.

His sharp eyes, filled with inquiry and scrutiny, swept over her, and the playful curve at the corner of his mouth seemed to deepen a little.

Chen Mo raised his chin slightly, and his eyes swept over Sirong and Muchen quickly and steadily. His eyes were still as calm as water, and he just nodded very slightly. His movements were as standard as a textbook.

Sirong and Muchen immediately nodded in response, each with a smile on their face that suited the situation.

Led by Situ Zheng, the group walked lightly and stopped outside a clean and bright room. This was the admiral's new room.

Since the admiral woke up, although his physical condition is still weak, he no longer needs to rely entirely on the nutrition cabin to survive.

Situ Zheng immediately asked the old butler to arrange a new resting place for the general that was more suitable for recovery.

There is plenty of light here. Although the air needs to be purified through special filtering devices before entering, it is not as fresh as on planets with superior environments, but it is far better than a basement without sunlight.

He had no choice but to hide the admiral in the dark room of his bedroom.

At that time, the admiral was seriously injured and dying. He could only be deeply immersed in nutrient solution and isolated from the outside world to reduce consumption. It didn't make much difference where he was.

The secret room in Situ Zheng's bedroom is the most hidden and the safest.

But the situation is different now. The admiral has woken up and needs to breathe like a living person, so it is natural to arrange a comfortable room for the admiral.

Situ Zheng gently pushed the door open and moved aside to make room.

The interior furnishings are simple, but clean and warm.

Pale light shines softly through windows made of special materials with extremely high light filtering rate and protection.

In the center of the room, there was no longer a cold nutrition chamber, but a specially modified single bed.

On the bed, half sitting and half lying on several soft support cushions, was Admiral Azure.

He was thinner than when he was awake before, and his face was pale to the point of being transparent. But his eyes, although with a hint of fatigue from an ill look, were still deep and bright, like the sea of ​​stars in the universe, looking calmly at the people who were filing in through the door.

When his gaze fell on Jiang Chi and Chen Mo in the front, a gleam flashed in his eyes, showing relief, blame, concern and emotion.

The old butler stood quietly by the side, and when he saw Situ leading everyone in, he bowed slightly.

Then, without saying anything, he bowed slightly again and left the room silently and quickly.

He did not close the door, but walked to a relatively far position in the corridor.

This position was chosen very cleverly. He was still within the field of vision of everyone in the room, and could respond to calls at any time if anything happened.

But at the same time, the distance was far enough that the normal-volume conversations of the people in the room became blurred and almost indistinguishable.

The place where he stood was right next to the only staircase leading to the rest area on the upper floor.

This gesture is self-evident. Anyone who approaches intentionally or unintentionally will be intercepted by him before reaching this core area.

He was like a gentle yet firm barrier, adhering to the butler's duty to avoid hearing secrets, while also faithfully fulfilling his responsibility to protect the admiral's safety.

The brief silence was broken by Admiral Azure's slightly hoarse but clear and steady voice.

He raised his eyes slightly, looked around at the core members standing in front of the bed, and said straight to the point: "It's great to see you all gathered safely in this place.

We are all family now, so there is no need for those empty formalities."

Although his tone carried a hint of weakness from illness, it carried unquestionable weight, as direct as an order given at a command center.

"Mr. Situ should have introduced everyone to you just now, right?"

His gaze paused on Situ Zheng for an imperceptible moment, and he received a calm and affirmative look from the other party.

The admiral then nodded slightly and looked at everyone again. His deep gaze seemed to penetrate the distance and weakness and fell on a larger and more dangerous battlefield.

"Then let's get straight to business."

Jiang Chi immediately took a step forward, closer to the bed. The relaxed and casual look on his face completely disappeared, replaced by a sharp focus.

He nodded slightly: "I will obey the general's orders."

Chen Mo was half a step behind him, still like a silent sculpture, but his tense posture and sharp eyes showed that he was in a state of highest alert.

Sirong held her breath, and Muchen straightened his back involuntarily.

Situ Zheng and Situ Lang's expressions were even more solemn. They knew that from now on, this small safe haven built on the garbage dump was officially caught in the heart of the storm.

At the end of the corridor, the old butler stood upright like a javelin, isolating all passages leading to this secret world downstairs outside the silent cordon.

Admiral Wei Lan saw everyone's expressions and chuckled. "There's no need to be so nervous. Jiang Chi, tell me what you found out during the time I was asleep."

Jiang Chi had some understanding of Si Rong and Muchen during his conversation with the Admiral, but not in depth.

All we know is that they rescued the admiral.

Now it's time to talk about intelligence, but I'm suddenly stuck.

Do they need to listen to this kind of thing?

In Jiang Chi's eyes, Sirong and Muchen are like interstellar healers.

Even if they are our own people, they only need to be responsible for the general's health. Even if they know about the war, what can they do?