Chapter 10 8. The naive fiancee

In the early morning, Emirates Flight 407 landed at Beijing Airport.A beautiful Arab girl is smiling happily as she walks past the passport control window.She went to the luggage conveyor belt to pick up her suitcase, and pushed it to the exit with a trolley. A Chinese man outside the exit had already shouted impatiently: "Aisha, I'm here!" Aisha blushed immediately, and she hurriedly sent the suitcase to the inspector.The inspector had already seen this scene, and he quickly searched through the opened suitcase. It was full of women's clothes, cologne perfume, Kurdissen lipstick, and a luxurious Arabian machete, but it was clearly a gift. rather than the murder weapon.He closed the lid of the box, waved his hand with a smile, and Aisha rushed out from the exit immediately.The suitcase was not fastened, and it was scattered on the ground with a clatter.She was momentarily at a loss.Passengers passing by gave her a friendly smile.The man rushed over and put the clothes back into the suitcase. Aisha was very embarrassed and blushed.

Ten minutes later, the two got into a Hongqi Type III military vehicle with the number prefix A.Li Hejun gently embraced his fiancée's shoulder: "Aisha, the whole family is very happy to hear your reply. We will go to Fuzhou tomorrow." Aisha asked in amazement, "Why?" "My father has been transferred to the Fuzhou Military Region, and my mother is also settling down there. My parents must organize this wedding for us personally." Aisha obviously hesitated, looking at the tall buildings sweeping back outside the car, Hejun asked softly: "What's the matter? You don't want to go to Fuzhou?"

Aisha said: "Jajun, my parents want us to have our wedding in a mosque." Li Hejun smiled and said, "It's okay, there are many famous mosques in Fuzhou. And, as long as you like, I can also invite the religious judges from Iraq." Aisha buried her head in her fiancé's arms: "I'll follow your arrangement." The driver glanced at the couple in the rearview mirror and smiled secretly. The car was parked in Wukesong, a high-end residential area for military cadres, and the driver helped them lift their suitcases into the elevator.The elevator stopped on the 15th floor, and Hejun opened the door in the middle of the room. There was no one in this 200-square-meter house. Hejun said:

"They've all moved away, even the maid Liu Ma has left. Tonight, we're the only ones here to dominate. Hey, give me your coat and put on your slippers." As soon as the door was closed, the gentle and quiet Ayisha seemed to be a different person. She laughed and threw herself into He Jun's arms, and they both fell on the sofa and rolled, kissing non-stop.Aisha suddenly pushed the Hejun away, and said solemnly: "Yo, no, I've caught a cold recently and haven't recovered yet, so I can't catch you." "Cold? I'll call a doctor." "No need, I have medicine with me."

He Jun said: "That's good, but you should try to take a few tablets of Chinese patent medicine, it is very effective in treating colds." He hurried to the medicine cabinet to find Ganmaoqing, Bupleurum Oral Liquid, Zixuedan, and hugged a handful of them. When she came over, Aisha snuggled into her lover's arms and obediently took the medicine. "Let's rest early, the air ticket to Fuzhou tomorrow morning." Afraid of infecting her fiancé, Aisha insisted on sleeping in the room alone.In the middle of the night, Hejun suddenly heard groans from the inner room. He hurried in and saw Ayisha was tossing and turning on the bed, her face was flushed red, and when she touched it with her hand, her forehead was like a burning coal.

"Aisha! Aisha!" Aisha managed to open her eyes and said weakly, "It must be a bad cold." "Don't worry, I'll call an ambulance right away!" A few minutes later, the ambulance stopped downstairs, but it took a while to wake up the driver on duty in the elevator.The ambulance drove at lightning speed and stopped at the People's Liberation Army General Hospital five minutes later. Two nurses carried Aisha into an intensive care unit.She slowly opened her eyes. It was a quiet room. There were two beds in the room, but she was the only patient. There was an LCD TV screen hanging on the wall. Chlorophytum in the window exhaled a delicate fragrance. Take temperature, blood test.Aisha held Hejun's hand gratefully, and Hejun said softly:

"Recover in peace. This is a military hospital with very good conditions. The director is my Uncle Zhou, and he specially arranged the quietest room for you. Oops, ticket!" He shouted, "I have to find someone quickly." Refund the ticket!" He patted Aisha on the cheek and hurried away.Aisha looked at this passionate seed with a slight sneer.It seemed that he could live in this military hospital with peace of mind until that day came when he saw it on TV.When taking medicine yesterday, she secretly swallowed a prepared CB-3 pill, which is really effective for pretending to be sick.It was so effective that she still had a splitting headache and her joints seemed to be broken.

She didn't know that several people next door were watching her through CCTV.Li Hejun gently pushed open the door, and said softly to the middle-aged men: "According to your request, it has been arranged." "Thank you, thank you for your loyalty to the country." Li Hejun asked doubtfully, "Is she really an Iraqi terrorist?" Several people smiled and looked at each other.The Ministry of National Security has obtained top-secret information. In order to cooperate with Operation Crescent, Iraq will send 13 famous terrorists to the capitals of various countries.Therefore, strict monitoring has been carried out on the Iraqis who have entered the country for a week.

It appears the fish has been caught.In Aisha's blood, no Asian type A or type B cold virus was found, but a small amount of CB-3 drug was found. Taking a small amount of this drug can cause symptoms such as high fever and cough. Outside the walls of the prime minister's official residence, Huang Fulin persisted until the fifth day, which was also the most difficult day.He felt his stomach shrink until there were only two overlapping layers of skin, and the two layers of skin wriggled hungrily, rubbed, and gnawed at each other.The extreme pain made him sweat all over his body, and he was in a state of semi-shock.

The pain forced him to find a way out. He thought that when some famous writers were concentrating on writing, their bodies would change with the plot: knife marks suddenly appeared on the abdomen, or they went into shock. So he imagined turning the pain in his stomach outwards. Diffusion, transfer to arms, shoulders, legs.These methods didn't work so well, and he almost gave up.Suddenly, a persistent excitement appeared in the quadriceps muscle of the left leg, throbbing with throbbing pain, and the pain in the stomach began to gradually decrease. He quickly focused his awareness on this.When I touched it with my hands, the skin there began to swell and heat up.He remembered that this was the site where his grandfather, Huangfu Youshan, was experimenting with drugs when he was researching potential activators.He had heard his grandfather and father talk about this incident since he was a child, and he had buried his own memory in the peripheral nerve of this part.