She finally finished transcribing all of the core research in the arsenal, the part that Soviet experts were responsible for.

Data, charts, formulas, calculations...all the details, not a single thing is missed.

Bang!

The body that He Tiantian traveled through finally reached its limit. She leaned back softly, and the chair suddenly lost its balance. She and the chair fell to the ground together.

The manuscript paper on the desk was already stained with a large amount of blood.

"Tiantian, the meat porridge is ready. Let's have a bowl first. When your father and your brother come back in the evening, I will stew the fish soup——"

Wu Zhuoya held the tray, leaned sideways to push the door open, and was talking nonchalantly.

However, when she saw the scene in the room clearly, she was shocked out of her mind.

In the small bedroom of about ten square meters, the floor was covered with manuscript paper.

And her little girl, who had smiled and thanked her just now, was lying unconscious on the ground at this moment.

Wu Zhuoya almost threw the bowl in her hand, but after all she was a weathered warrior.

She bit the tip of her tongue hard, and the pain reminded her to calm down, calm down!

She carefully walked around the manuscript papers on the floor, came to the table, and placed the bowl filled with meat porridge.

Then, she came to her daughter's side, stretched out her fingers, and touched the end of her nose.

Wu Zhuoya thought she was calm enough, but her fingers were still trembling.

The breath is warm, and there is still breath!

Wu Zhuoya took a breath, and then shouted at the top of her lungs: "Wei Hong! Wei Hong!!"

He Weihong was hiding in the room, holding a book and looking at it.

I don't know if it was her imagination, but even though the door was closed, she could still smell a strong fragrance.

The pink and tender luncheon meat and the white rice porridge, just thinking about them makes He Weihong drool.

Woohoo, she wants to eat it too.

But, she can't!

There are only so many good things at home, and my parents are usually reluctant to eat them.

He Tiantian can eat it. Firstly, she has never eaten before, and secondly, she has just been discharged from the hospital.

How could she, He Weihong, snatch food from a patient?!

But it smelled really good, and she was so hungry.

The school has been on vacation recently. In fact, even if there is no holiday, the food supply in the canteen is not sufficient.

Many students' faces were full of discoloration, and some were even swollen.

He Weihong's family is in good condition, so she can still have a full meal at home.

However, it is just that when you are full, it is impossible to eat as well as you did in the past.

The more He Weihong didn't want to think about it, the more the deadly fragrance entered his nose.

That feeling was so uncomfortable.

Just when He Weihong was thinking about going out for a walk, he suddenly heard his mother shouting at the top of her lungs.

He Weihong was startled and almost fell off the bed.

She covered her chest, calmed her mind, dropped the book, grabbed her shoes and ran out.

"Mom? What's wrong? What happened?"

He Weihong shouted as he ran, rushed to He Tiantian's bedroom in a few steps, pushed the door open and was about to rush in.

Wu Zhuoya seemed to have thought of something. When she heard the eldest daughter's movements, she hurriedly shouted, "Don't come in yet!"

He Weihong was startled again and braked suddenly, hitting the door panel directly.

Wu Zhuoya quickly stood up and carefully picked up all the manuscript papers on the ground.

She works in the data room and has dealt with Soviet experts in the past year or two, so she knows a little bit about certain things.

After just a quick glance, Wu Zhuoya discovered the importance of the information on the manuscript paper.

This is not scribbling, but something absolutely important!

Wu Zhuoya put the manuscript paper away, but saw that some of the papers were stained with blood, and her hands began to tremble again.

My eyes are hot, my nose is sore, and my tears are quietly rolling down my face.

This, the blood on these manuscript papers couldn't be from Tiantian's own blood, right?

Especially when I saw the one on the desk, blood occupied a large area and smeared part of the graphics and text.

The scarlet color made Wu Zhuoya's heart ache.

What the hell is going on?

How could her Tiantian know these things?

Also, why did she faint again?

Several question marks poured into Wu Zhuoya's mind, but she didn't hesitate at all.

He carefully put away the manuscript paper, and then waved to the door: "Come here quickly, your sister has fainted again!"

In fact, without Wu Zhuoya opening her mouth, He Weihong, who stood at the door and stretched her neck to look in, had already discovered He Tiantian lying on the ground.

Her eyes were wide open. Although she couldn't see the specific condition of her sister, she could vaguely see a large amount of blood.

Oh my gosh!

My sister has a nosebleed again?

Or did it break somewhere?

He Weihong's heart was pounding wildly, and he was extremely nervous.

Despite her usually aggressive attitude, she looks fearless.

In fact, she has been well protected by her family since she was a child. She has never been hurt or suffered much.

Even when she was young, traveling with her parents in the base area, she never witnessed the cruelty of war.

Maybe you are too young, maybe you have forgotten it.

When He Tiantian became ill for the first time, He Weihong didn't see it and thought her mother was exaggerating on purpose.

But today, after seeing it with her own eyes, He Weihong felt panicked.

Wu Zhuoya's call woke up He Weihong, her face turned pale, and she walked into the room with hands and feet.

As he got closer and looked more carefully, He Weihong realized that his sister's condition was really bad.

"Mom, Tiantian, Tiantian, what's going on?"

He Weihong didn't even notice it, her voice was clearly crying.

Wu Zhuoya took a deep breath and gave the order directly without explaining too much, "Come and help me, and we will send Tiantian to the military hospital together!"

The last time I was in the infirmary, I couldn't find out why.

Wu Zhuoya didn't want to send her daughter there again this time, so she simply sent her daughter directly to the military hospital.
Chapter completed!