Interstellar Beast World: The Ferocious Beast Husband Has a Wild Mind

Chapter 216 Back to the Logistics Department
He walked to the door, looked down at her, and subtly curled the corners of his lips.

"want to?"

The two straightforward words, without any beating around the bush, made Sang Qing's face turn bright red instantly.

But she still nodded generously.

"Do you want to? If not, we won't force you."

Sang Qing looked up and asked earnestly.

After all, Shi Ying's face had been etched with aloofness and asceticism these past few days.

She could also just come here to sleep.

When Shi Ying met Sang Qing's sincere gaze, her heart stirred slightly.

Unable to resist any longer, he took off his clothes and kissed her.

Which female needs the male's consent for this kind of thing?
They can call on males to serve them at any time, and the males will be overjoyed.

Males have strong desires, which are often unfulfilled.

It was fine before I had no thoughts about it, but after Ah Wan came into my mind, I had an uncontrollable desire for her.

He's been enduring a lot of hardship these past few days...

The pale moonlight swayed gently, and the warm tent was filled with fragrance.

……

Before going to sleep, Sang Qing turned over in Shi Ying's arms, facing him, and whispered a complaint in his ear.
"You're being really dramatic."

Shi Ying: “…”

He froze, holding her body, and a sound of gritting teeth came from the darkness.

"Sang Qing!"

Shi Ying rarely called her by her full name.

His large, well-defined hand gripped her chin, and a kiss, tinged with a hint of punishment, followed.

Sang Qing let him be, and she didn't say who had broken her defenses.

She was not wrong.

……

The next day, Sang Qing did not go to the shelter.

She felt she couldn't look at the basilisk team the same way anymore, so she announced that the basilisk team was temporarily relegated to the sidelines.

Anyway, they went on two missions with me, and their riot values ​​were the lowest in the unit.

Shi Ying escorted her to the entrance of the logistics department and insisted on giving her a kiss.

Sang Qing leaned over and quickly kissed Shi Ying on the lips through the car window. Only then did Shi Ying glance at the soldiers from the logistics department who had been eyeing the area with predatory intent, and left with satisfaction.

childish!

Sang Qing turned around with a light laugh.

As soon as Shi Ying left, the logistics department was in an uproar.

"Qingqing, you're finally back!"

Before she could see her, she heard her voice. Xiao Lu rushed out with tears in his eyes and stopped in front of her.

He seemed to want to hug her, but stopped in time, his hand hanging in mid-air.

Sang Qing gave her a hug, smiling broadly: "Long time no see, Comrade Xiao Lu."

Seeing that she hadn't distanced herself from her at all because of their different social statuses, Xiao Lu was immediately moved, and her eyes welled up with tears. "We haven't seen each other for ten months. I've missed you so much."

"I miss you too." Sang Qing handed her the milk tea he had bought on the way back.

Looking at the patrol soldiers who were equally excited and surrounded him, he smiled and said, "You don't have any, these are for girls only."

The patrol soldiers immediately said that they didn't like the food at all, and they were very happy that Therapist Sang had come. They warmly welcomed Therapist Sang back.

The atmosphere was as cheerful as before. The situation at the shelter wasn't as urgent anymore, and she could come over more often in the future.

There was one more cup, which Sang Qing delivered to Fu Mei.

When Fu Mei saw her, she exaggeratedly said, "A milk tea personally delivered by an S-level therapist, this life is truly worthwhile."

Sang Qing exchanged a few jokes with her and then went to see Commander Bill.

Commander Bill stroked his long beard, looking exhausted and weathered. "If you hadn't come back, I wouldn't have been able to hold on. Several districts have been asking me for people."

"Commander Bill, thank you for your hard work. I will report to the logistics department every month from now on," Sang Qing said gratefully. She was able to work so easily and freely, without being bound by rules or disturbed, thanks to the help of General Curry and Commander Bill.

Upon hearing this, Bill immediately smiled with relief, and his gaze toward Sang Qing carried a hint of respect.

To everyone's surprise, Sang Qing reached S-rank so quickly, and more importantly, she was willing to return to the logistics department.

In the past, therapists who reached Level B were poached by employers.

After leaving Commander Bill's office, Xiao Lu was already waiting at the door, and he came over affectionately.

"Qingqing, let's go back to the treatment room together."

“I clean your treatment room every day. I also do some treatment work occasionally. The treatment room is right next to yours, so you can come to me anytime.”

"Qingqing, you're amazing! You've reached S-rank so quickly..."

"I've heard about it..."

After not seeing each other for so long, Xiao Lu had so much to say. Her naturally curly brown hair swayed with her movements, and her eyes were filled with excitement.

Sang Qing sat back down at her computer, opened the familiar system, and directly reserved eight spots.

Three today, five tomorrow.

Brush brush!
In less than a second, all eight spots were snapped up.

Five of them are rated A and three are rated S.

Four out of the five A-level riot values ​​are in the seventies, and the S-level riot values ​​are all in the fifties or sixties.

The military wouldn't arrive until the afternoon at the earliest, so Sang Qing glanced at the sign and went to the medical department.

At that moment, at the training ground of the Second Military Region, the lead soldier's personal computer beeped with a "ding" notification.

"You have successfully booked a treatment session with a therapist for tomorrow morning. Please be on time at the logistics department."

The sound of the electronic notification played aloud immediately caused a huge uproar.

Several soldiers immediately turned on their personal computers and entered the treatment appointment system.

The next second, an excited shout erupted from the crowd.

“Not just one, I’ve made an appointment for that one too.”

Others entered the system belatedly, but it was too late; the spots were already gone.

"The logistics department actually released public medical treatment slots, holy crap!"

"Aaaaaah! I had no idea! I missed out on a fortune!"

Everyone chimed in with their own opinions, pounding their chests and stamping their feet in frustration.

The soldiers who made the reservation were extremely excited, while the others were filled with envy and jealousy.

"If even an S-rank healer can make an appointment, then they must be at least an A-rank or higher therapist." Someone quickly realized this and looked at their class monitor with surprise.

The squad leader himself had just come to his senses. He had received a second-class merit in the last mission and had a high riot value, so he had priority.

However, there are too few healers in their military region. Healers prioritize treating the orcs they like or are familiar with, so he can't get a turn at all.

However, the logistics department's treatment slots are open and fair, so I was automatically booked.

He was also incredibly shocked at this moment. Treatment slots were already extremely precious, let alone the fact that he was an S-rank with a high riot value, yet he had actually managed to make an appointment.

The soldiers quickly started discussing it.

"Have you heard? There's an S-rank healer on the logistics department's list. The commander tried to recruit him before, but he was rejected. Could it be a spot that 'that person' opened up?"

"I've heard of it, but isn't that lady the wife of an officer from the Third Military Region, only treating soldiers from the Third Military Region?"

"I don't know, but we've all managed to snag two spots here. As for the other districts..." The soldier gasped as he spoke.

The other soldiers also showed surprise. In the past, there were only one treatment slot per person, but today there were two, or perhaps more.

"Class monitor, which therapist did you draw?"

The soldier who had just been selected immediately raised his personal terminal and started talking to his squad leader.

Although they cannot see the therapist's full name and photo, they can see the therapist's last name and number.

It's obvious that it's the same therapist.

One is this afternoon, and the other is tomorrow morning.

"I'm leaving this afternoon! I need to hurry and write a leave request to go to the logistics department." Upon seeing the time, the soldier immediately jumped up and rushed off to get the leave request.

(End of this chapter)