When gossip was rampant in the capital area because Zhong Di, the undefeated god of war, accidentally fell, Ding Chen, the source of the trouble, was resting in the medical room watching the snow. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The doctors in the base conducted a very comprehensive examination of Ding Chen, and finally determined that Ding Chen had a slight concussion, so he was asked to stay in the hospital for observation.

Ning Shuang sat next to the hospital bed, looking at Ding Chen helplessly, Leng Yue stood aside with her shoulders crossed, and said to him with her fingers: "You should be afraid of light, sound, and dizziness now......

"I know what a concussion looks like." Ding Chen interrupted her and said helplessly: "The problem is that I don't have any of these symptoms at all. ”

"You should still want to throw up." Leng Yue tried hard to finish what she wanted to say before she pointed out solemnly, "So that's the problem." She said, "We all know how powerful the commander's attack is, and you were all stupid at the time, and you can't have no brain damage." ”

"So you put me in the hospital completely disregarded?" Ding Chen said dissatisfiedly.

As a veteran soldier, he knew that Leng Yue was right. Of course, he also knew how heavy the blow he was at that time, and it was obvious that Zhong Di realized what he wanted to do, so he got angry, this blow was already beyond the scope of the normal competition, and he was almost going to kill him.

Maybe Zhong Di didn't want to do this, but in fact, if Ding Chen at that time was replaced by an ordinary person, Zhong Di could already kill him with a hammer. After all, the power level of the bell flute is there.

So Ding Chen himself is actually very strange, why he didn't feel hurt at all after he came to his senses. This is actually very abnormal, which is why the doctor, surnamed Li, insisted that he stay in the hospital for observation.

While the three of them were talking, the doctor from the base walked in, greeted Ding Chen, and asked, "How do you feel now?" ”

Ding Chen smiled bitterly, raised his upper body on the bed, and said, "Why are the doctors I met all surnamed Li?" ”

"Ahh Dr. Li said, "Because there are many people with the surname Li. ”

He rubbed his hands together and said, "If you're okay, I'd like to see the tattoo on your back." ”

Ding Chen glanced at him in surprise, frowned and asked, "Is this also an inspection procedure?" ”

"Of course not." "I've been collecting information about the orbital commandos back then, but you know, the first commandos are all ......," he paused, and said in a timely manner, "I didn't come back." The orbital space station is down again, so I have to gather information from other sources. ”

He pointed to Cold Moon and Frost, "I think the patterns they use now should be a little different from when they were at the beginning. ”

Ding Chen looked at Leng Yue helplessly, and the latter immediately asked, "Do you want us to avoid it?" ”

"Forget it." Ding Chen rolled his eyes, thinking to himself, are you two still looking less? He said stupidly: "All the beauties, please take your eyes." ”

The tattoo behind Ding Chen has been seen by many people, and some people just look at it from a distance, and the representative figure is Zhong Di, who really only looks at it but doesn't touch it. Some people will look very close, the representative figure is Su Ying, and she is not honest when she watches. Of course, in terms of proportions, the latter case accounts for an absolute majority.

Speaking from the heart, Ding Chen still welcomes the girls to watch, the only pity is that Dr. Li is not a sister, so when he almost lay on Ding Chen's back, so that Ding Chen could feel the heavy snort, Ding Chen felt a little hairy.

He lay on the bed, turned his head back forcefully and said, "Don't you usually wear glasses?" ”

"Of course." Dr. Lee casually said, "Why should I wear that?" I'm not short-sighted. Then he realized the meaning of Ding Chen's words, straightened up, and finally got a little farther away from Ding Chen than just now, and then said in a very complicated tone: "What a masterpiece." "I doubt that the tattoo machine in the Capital Region can be done to this extent," he said. ”

"Maybe you should get a new machine." After Ding Chen felt that Dr. Li's face and his back were finally safe, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This kind of machine should be very precise, and after a long time, the nozzle will either wear out or be blocked." ”

"It's not about the machine." Dr. Li shook his head and said, "It's about oil paint." Then he realized what Ding Chen meant, and said dissatisfiedly: "We don't use inkjet." ”

Then he hesitated, stretched out his finger, pressed it lightly on Ding Chen's waist, and said, "The oil paint you use must have a special formula, it's just like new." He asked, "Can I take some samples?" ”

Ding Chen was attracted by his words, and he didn't even notice that he was rubbed with oil, and he asked suspiciously, "What does it mean to be like new?" ”

He had been on the orbital space station for two years, and it had been nearly three years since he left the medical module, and even if you don't count the time spent in the medical module, the tattoo should be more than five years old. He remembers that when he was on the orbital space station, the guy who looked at the tattoo machine used to tell them optimistically that the tattoo would last up to five years, and after five years, if they were not dead, it would be better to wash it off and get it again, otherwise the pattern on the back would fade and become a mess of abstract paintings, which would easily be mistaken as artists.

Therefore, Ding Chen always thought that Su Ying and Lan Ye were surprised by his tattoo because it was rare and strange. But now, listening to Dr. Lee, it seems that he still has a long way to go on the road to becoming an artist.

Dr. Li's eyes were still on Ding Chen's back, so it took a while to understand the meaning of Ding Chen's question, he was taken aback, looked at Ding Chen and said, "You don't know? ”

He said, "How long have you been wearing this tattoo on your back?" ”

Ding Chen hesitated for a moment and said, "More than three years." ”

"It can't be." Dr. Lee shook his head and said, "Unless you're using some kind of legendary creature dye." ”

At this, his expression became fanatical, "Can you let me extract some biological samples?" He said, "Just let me take some biological samples." I promise you anything. ”

Ding Chen took a breath and felt a little toothache, "You can't be a slicer like this, right?" ”

"Of course not." Dr. Li said with some annoyance: "What's the use of cutting you, I'm just going to cut the skin on your back." ”

Ding Chen suddenly felt that his prospects were not good, is there a difference between the two? Do you want to make a pair of gloves?

At Ding Chen's request, Dr. Li took him to a room full of large mirrors, looked at the handrail in front of the mirror, and asked in surprise, "Do you still have a dance class here?" ”

"It's called soft gymnastics." Leng Yue explained: "Aren't you going to look in the mirror? ”

"Actually, I don't mind looking at the girl who is learning to dance." Ding Chen said sincerely.

Then he took off his coat and gasped when he looked in the mirror at the pattern on his back. Dr. Li was right, although the pattern on his back was baptized for five years, it was still bright and dazzling, and Ding Chen vaguely felt that even on the orbital space station back then, most people's tattoos were not so bright.

He stared at the mirror and shouted in his heart, "What the hell is this?" ”