nucmednet Chapter 535 The Happiness of Reunion
Chapter 535 The Happiness of Reunion
In Paris under the night sky, the 319th Military Region's scientific research base was coated with a layer of silver by the cold moonlight. There were sentries standing all around, searchlights regularly scanning every corner, and a solemn atmosphere permeated the air.
A black helicopter broke through the silence of the night sky and landed steadily on the tarmac. The airflow stirred up by the propeller danced wildly, blowing the surrounding grass and trees to this and that.
The cabin door slowly opened, and Nie Zhenhai, wearing a neat black windbreaker, walked down the gangway calmly. His leather shoes collided with the ground, making a crisp sound.
He subconsciously looked back. Song Lan was wearing a black lace dress that outlined her slender figure, and the high heels on her feet made her tall figure even more outstanding.
At this moment, her face was full of sadness, and her hands were tightly holding her son Nie Lei's urn, as if that was her last hope.
General Copley was wearing a neat military uniform, and the medal on his chest was shining coldly in the moonlight. He walked with standard steps to Song Lan's side, stretched out his strong hands, gently put his arms around her shoulders, and gave her silent comfort.
The three of them walked along the main road of the base. The dim street lights stretched their shadows out, and Song Lan's shadow moved slowly in the moonlight.
She suddenly stopped and looked up at the starry night sky. The round moon was so charming. But at this moment, Song Lan was holding her son's ashes.
Her lips trembled as she whispered softly, "Leier, our family is reunited. Mom will take you home."
General Copley felt Song Lan's body trembling, and he tightened his arms slightly to comfort her: "Madam, please accept my condolences, and be sure to take care of yourself."
Nie Zhenhai followed behind them, the anger in his heart was like a volcano about to erupt. He gritted his teeth and said angrily:
"Xiao Lan, didn't you say that the team members brought Jiang Chengyu back to the base? I want to go and see what that guy is capable of. I didn't even see him back then, but he sent my son and me to jail!"
Song Lan turned around slowly, the expression on her face was as calm as a bottomless lake: "Dear, don't worry.
We have come back here after a long journey, exhausted both physically and mentally. Let's go back to take a shower and have a meal, and then we can go and 'appreciate' him properly."
Nie Zhenhai was originally furious, like an enraged bull. When he heard Song Lan's gentle comfort, it was as if a basin of cold water had doused his anger. His tone also became gloomy: "Okay, I'll follow Madam's arrangements."
They arrived at the base hall, which was brightly lit as if it were daytime. Various military maps and scientific research results display charts were hung on the walls, and uniformed soldiers and scientific researchers were walking back and forth.
General Copley bowed slightly, with a professional smile on his face: "Madam, please take a shower and change your clothes first, we will meet in the restaurant later."
Song Lan raised his head, looked at Copley gently, and nodded gently: "Okay, General, see you in the restaurant later, and I'll have a few more drinks with you."
After saying this, General Copley strode upstairs with big strides.
Song Lan turned to look at Nie Zhenhai and said softly, "Let's go!" Song Lan led Nie Zhenhai along the corridor on the right. The emergency lights on the wall emitted a soft light.
Soon, they arrived at the door of a room, which was locked with an advanced password lock and facial recognition system.
Song Lan stood in front of the door and put his face towards the identifier. With a "click", the door slowly opened.
She stretched out her hand and pushed the door open, standing at the door, and said gently: "Come in! Wait a minute, I will enter your information as well. From now on, this will be our home for the three of us!"
Nie Zhenhai walked steadily into the room, looking around curiously and asking, "Have you been living in the base all these years?"
Song Lan closed the door, put on slippers elegantly, and said slowly: "Since Zidong International suffered a major paralysis, the company's research department has also been severely impacted and has fallen into a paralyzed state.
With the funding chain broken, Hoffman saw no hope and planned to cancel the cooperation. I learned that you and your son were arrested, and I had no intention of dealing with him. I only wanted to get you and Lei'er out as soon as possible.
I tried to contact my brother but to no avail, and later learned from news reports that he was also behind bars.
At the headquarters, I don’t know Jiang Chengyu at all, and almost everyone who has a relationship with me has run into problems and was kicked out of the company.
When I was at my wit's end, I presented a paper on chip technology on a military news radio station.
After seeing this, General Copley took the initiative to find me. At that time, their core scientific research was facing a technical bottleneck, and after in-depth discussions, we reached an intention to cooperate on chip technology.
From then on, I became a secret researcher at the base." As she spoke, Song Lan took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and handed them to Nie Zhenhai.
The two put on slippers and paced around the room, recalling the past. Nie Zhenhai followed Song Lan and walked into the spacious balcony.
The moonlight sprinkled on the balcony, as if covered with a layer of silver gauze. There was a small cramped inner room next to the balcony. Song Lan gently opened the door and turned on the light.
She slowly walked to the table, her hands trembling, and gently placed her son's urn on it, her voice choking with sobs:
"Leier, take a rest first. Mom will prepare fresh fruits and flowers for you later."
Nie Zhenhai stood behind Song Lan, raised his hand and gently supported her shoulders, his face full of guilt: "Thank you for your hard work!" After saying that, he let out a long sigh, feeling mixed emotions.
Song Lan opened the lower cabinet door and took out Nie Lei's photo frame. In the photo frame, Nie Lei's sunny smile seemed to dispel all the haze.
Song Lan gently stroked her son's face with her slender fingers, her eyes filled with endless longing.
Nie Zhenhai looked at his son in the photo frame, full of sunshine, and said distressedly: "What a good child, he left us at such a young age."
Song Lan leaned in Nie Zhenhai's arms, tears welling up in her eyes. At this moment, she felt both the helplessness of wandering all these years and the happiness of her family finally being reunited.
In the city’s most luxurious sky-high restaurant, the dazzling crystal chandeliers are like clusters of solidified flames, casting a soft and warm halo all around, creating a private and warm atmosphere for the entire space.
The warm yellow light dances on the dining table like a lively elf, making the exquisite meals even more tempting, and the rich aroma permeates the air.
Song Lan wore a well-tailored haute couture evening gown that perfectly outlined her graceful figure.
She picked up the crystal clear red wine glass. The liquid in the glass was like a deep ruby, sparkling with charming luster under the light.
As her eyes moved, she looked at Nie Zhenhai beside her. Nie Zhenhai understood what she meant and also raised his glass elegantly. They both looked at General Copley.
Song Lan’s voice was soft but powerful, like a spring flowing through the mountains: “General, all my words are in the cup.
At this point, I will not repeat the words of gratitude, let us drink this cup to the full and wish for a smooth cooperation. "
General Copley smiled heartily, raised his glass and clinked it with Song Lan's. The crisp clinking sound echoed in the restaurant:
"Happy cooperation!" The three of them raised their heads and drank it all in one gulp. The red wine in the glass slid down their throats like burning blood.
Time passed quietly, and the dinner passed in a flash amidst laughter and joy. Song Lan held Nie Zhenhai's arm affectionately and walked out of the restaurant swayingly.
The evening breeze blew gently, bringing with it the unique atmosphere of this industrial city, and a faint smell of a mixture of metals and chemicals blew in the face.
At this moment, Blake's figure approached from afar. He was wearing a neat uniform and walked steadily and powerfully. When he saw Song Lan, he immediately stood straight and saluted in a standard military salute.
Song Lan looked calm and asked, "Where are the people you brought back?" Blake made a respectful gesture of invitation, turned around and led the way, and the group walked towards the underground laboratory.
At the same time, in the underground laboratory, Jiang Shuo was moving flexibly along the ventilation ducts like an agile little squirrel.
When he saw Jiang Chengyu under the screen, his bright eyes widened instantly and he shouted in surprise: "Hey, I finally found my little daddy."
Then he reached out and opened the screen, and the small figure crawled in from the vent. After entering the laboratory, Jiang Shuo quickly glanced around and began to search in the cabinets inside the room.
The laboratory is filled with various advanced equipment and instruments, with flashing indicator lights and complex pipelines intertwined, and a pungent smell of chemicals in the air.
In addition to these, Jiang Shuo also saw some medicines in transparent containers, the liquids of which were of strange colors.
However, he searched all the medicine cabinets in the house but could not find the nutrient solution he was longing for.
The chubby little hand scratched his little head, walked to Jiang Chengyu's side, and muttered guiltily:
"I'm sorry, little daddy, I haven't given you any food all day. Are you hungry now?"
He continued to scan the laboratory, muttering to himself, "I've searched everywhere here, but there's no nutrient solution. I guess I have to find a way to get you something else to fill your stomach."
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside. Jiang Shuo's eyes instantly became sharp, and he looked towards the door vigilantly, lowering his voice and saying to Jiang Chengyu:
"Oh no, little daddy, I have to leave now. I'll go out and get you something to eat later."
After that, he walked quickly to the ventilation vent, pushed his feet hard, and his small body slid into the ventilation duct like a flexible loach. Then, he carefully covered the mesh plate.
Not long after, Song Lan walked into the laboratory wearing a white coat and a medical mask.
Her eyes are watery, like a clear spring, and her glance seems to tell endless stories, which is very tempting.
Jiang Shuo frowned slightly when he saw Song Lan's attire, and muttered in his heart: "Isn't this woman... the same as the woman that Dad described in his dream?"