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Who knew that as soon as she finished speaking, her taciturn daughter chose to leave.

There has been no news for several days. Zhao Fangfang can't find anyone. The police chief of Canghai City has made several trips and called everyone.

Far water cannot quench near thirst.

She couldn't sleep day by day and became more and more haggard.

I made an appointment with a man today and said directly: "My daughter doesn't agree, so let it go."

How could a man be as important as her precious daughter whom she had raised since childhood?

"I--" The man opposite her was wearing a well-fitting suit. He looked a little anxious and regretful, and wanted to say something.

Finally he said:

"Look at how tired you are. We can be friends, but you need to rest well. Otherwise, how can you keep your store open? I heard that you haven't opened it for a few days. There's no such thing as closing it for business."

Zhao Fangfang burst into tears immediately. The man sighed and wanted to hug her, but there were many people coming and going on the street.

He took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Fangfang, saying:

"Let's go, it's getting dark, it's a good time to have dinner."

Zhao Fangfang couldn't eat anymore. She shook her head and turned to leave.

The man had no choice but to offer to take her home, and Zhao Fangfang did not refuse.

When they arrived at the downstairs of the apartment building, the man walked her upstairs again.

As a result, he saw two police officers waiting at the door of Zhao Fangfang's house. He realized that things were not as simple as he thought, and hurriedly asked Zhao Fangfang:

"what happened?"

Zhao Fangfang didn't bother to answer him. She quickly ran over and grabbed a police officer and asked, "Is there any news about my daughter?"

"Your daughter's name is Jiang Yan, right? She's already in Xiaoyu City. The person who called was from the military. He couldn't get through to you, so he asked us to let you know. He said he's Jiang Yan's brother, Jiang Xiaowen."

Zhao Fangfang finally breathed a sigh of relief. She had been busy and running around for so many days, and now she relaxed all of a sudden. She felt dizzy and passed out.

"Hey comrade!"

"Fangfang!"

****

After Jiang Xiaowen notified the Canghai City Police Chief, he felt a little sad. After hanging up the phone, he couldn't help but tell Si Cizhan what was in his heart:

"As for my second mother, my mother used to say she was too stubborn, too proud, and too bold. I heard my father say that she was going to Canghai City when the economy opened up. He was worried at the time, but she has made a great career in the past two years."

"I opened a clothing store. During the Chinese New Year holiday last year, I went to Canghai City to visit Er Niang and Yan Yan."

"I won't tell her about Yanyan's matter. I've already told my dad. I'll let him go and persuade her when the time comes. I'll go to the hospital to take care of her on the weekends. Can you do me a little favor?"

"Okay." Si Cizhan responded coldly.

"I just don't know why I ran away from home." He asked his father, but didn't get a reason.

His father will probably call tomorrow to ask his stepmother what exactly happened.

"I hope it's nothing serious."

Jiang Xiaowen's voice was drowned out by the lights of the army. Si Cizhan walked silently towards the dormitory building with one hand in his pocket.

Although their military rank and position were high enough to warrant housing allocation, the unit's housing was somewhat insufficient.

Since they are not married yet, the houses will be allocated to married soldiers first. New houses are being built and will probably be completed by the end of the year.

Settling the families of soldiers is a top priority for the military region, and they have no objection.

The nights in the south were very hot and humid. Jiang Xiaowen had rolled up the sleeves of his military uniform and unbuttoned the buttons around his neck after get off work.

He used his military cap to fan himself and relax, so that he wouldn't die of the heat.

Si Ci Zhan is different from him. No matter what time, he always buttons his shirt to the discipline button. Unless he needs to roll up his sleeves to do something, he will never lift his sleeves even a little bit.

Occasionally a gust of night breeze blows, making people feel instantly cool and comfortable.

The wind lifted the corner of Si Cizhan's white shirt. He looked up at the endless stars in the sky. It was obvious that tomorrow would be another sunny day.

Suddenly I thought, will Jiang Xiaowen’s digital sister be unable to bear the heat in the hospital?

…………

Jiang Yan was indeed very hot and she woke up in the middle of the night.

In an era when there was no room energy system for indoor temperature control.

She couldn't sleep because of the heat. In the sweltering weather, she started sweating a lot after lying down for a while.

After she fell asleep, the nurse turned off the ceiling fan in the ward and considerately pulled a thin blanket over her belly.

The first thing Jiang Yan did when she woke up was to throw off the quilt, then brush off the hair that was stuck to her body, shake off her clothes, and feel a little more comfortable.

She got out of bed, turned on the ceiling fan, and then stood motionless under it, enjoying the breeze.

The ward was not a single room, but there was no patient in the other bed in the ward where she was staying.

She stood under the ceiling fan, but still felt hot even with the breeze, so she looked up at the ceiling fan in the dim light from the corridor.

Why is it spinning so slowly?

Jiang Yan stared at the ancient machine above, silent in the dark ward.

Light from the hospital corridor filters through the curtains, improving visibility inside the patient room.

I found out that the nurse in the corridor had passed by and there was no one in the area.

Jiang Yan turned off the ceiling fan and tried to move the bed under it.

The hospital bed of this period was not complicated and not too heavy, although her current body was no longer the 3S-level physique she had in Interstellar.

But the bed can still be dragged with some force.

The ceiling fan was between the two beds, so she didn't have to move much.

Just make sure the bed is partially under the ceiling fan.

Then she went to turn off the ceiling fan and moved the stool from the corner over to the bed.

After the ceiling fan stops completely, climb onto the bed and stand on the stool.

The ceiling of the ward is not very high, and the ceiling fan is hanging lower than the ceiling.

With the bed and the stool, Jiang Yan was able to reach the ceiling fan.

But she had no tools.

But this kind of ordinary small machine can be used without tools.

This is already a finished product. There is no need to look for materials anymore. You can construct the mental machine on the spot based on the materials used for these ceiling fans.

Jiang Yan first used his mental power to understand the structure of the ceiling fan, then quickly locked onto the key parts and checked them.

She quickly used her mental power to detect an energy device, but she wasn't sure what this part was called in this era.

But this energy device is old and needs to be replaced or repaired before it can be used again.

No wonder the ceiling fan is running so slowly.

Replacing it with a new one is naturally impossible, it can only be repaired.

Jiang Yan sorted out the energy inside the energy device and processed the material of the energy device a second time.

The processing method is the method of processing the most common unit parts materials of mecha, which can increase the capacity of the energy device.

At least double.

The material is of too low quality and full of impurities. The discarded machines found in the interstellar garbage dump are better than this.

But if you raise it any higher, the material will break down, and the upper limit of its improvement and transformation is very low.

After finishing it, she processed the axis material of the ceiling fan again for safety reasons.

Ensure that this type of ceiling fan, which is like a flying mechanical weapon, will not break its axis while spinning and turn into a deadly weapon.

She didn't want to fall asleep and unknowingly broke her head.