Chapter 768

Political commissar Zhang is usually happy all day, but he doesn't look unhappy. It's just the opposite of what Li Nanshao shows in front of his subordinates.

Li Nan Shuo usually encountered unhappy things, political commissar Zhang can easily see, comfort him, or give him encouragement.

Li Nanshao's father died before he was ten years old. Sometimes he felt that political commissar Zhang was just like his father, and he was a kind father.

"Don't look at me like this. People will always be separated one day. It's not easy for us to cultivate today's love, but don't be especially kind to me because of the love between you and me."

Political commissar Zhang said and laughed at him again, but this smile was forced to smile.

"When I saw the child of Xiaosi dealing with the wound, I felt very uncomfortable, not to mention your uncle. I just said, if you should punish me, punish me. Don't be merciful."

While saying this, he reached out and patted Li Nanshao on the shoulder.

Li Nanshao still didn't speak.

Even if political commissar Zhang really has any problems, it will not be too big to solve.

Li Nan Shuo doesn't trust others easily. Before he trusts a person, he will know his background clearly.

It's just that the father-in-law of political commissar Zhang, who was not a member of the same faction with them before, had some hostile attitude towards him.

It's not a big problem. After his accident, didn't political commissar Zhang still face him?

At that time, he was already in that situation. Maybe he would fall into the ditch and never turn over. Political commissar Zhang still helped him. With this friendship, he would not pursue political commissar Zhang for any responsibility.

After a long time, he nodded and said softly, "don't worry, I have my own sense of propriety."

During the conversation, the car from Nanshao to the small airport of the military region has already arrived.

Political commissar Zhang put Li Nanshao and Maomao into the car, stood outside and waved to them.

"Goodbye, Mr. Zhang!" Maomao politely waved goodbye to political commissar Zhang.

"Goodbye, when you come back next time, Grandpa will send you a spider man toy!" Political commissar Zhang chuckled.

Maomao nodded, and suddenly thought that Bai Xiao had told him that he couldn't take other people's things casually, so he turned and asked Li Nanshao, "Dad, is that ok?"

Li Nan Shuo nodded and said, "it's bought by Zhang Zhengwei's grandfather. It's OK."

Commissar Zhang then laughed. When the car started, he continued to wave to them outside and watched them leave.

Maomao didn't feel sleepy yet. He was very excited to tell Li Nanshao the story of spider man vs. Superman. Of course, he made it up himself.

Li nanshuo frowned.

His son is not much like him in this respect. When he was a child, he was silent even to his relatives and friends.

Now that he's older, he's still telling Maomao a bedtime story, no more than three pages at most.

The disease of tuberculosis must be inherited from Bai Xiao.

He looked at Maomao, what Maomao said, he didn't listen to a word, just looked at his lovely little mouth moving fast.

Suddenly thought of a problem, super power, outer space, parallel space-time, time gap.

These sci-fi comic films are all about these things.

He couldn't help thinking, is the scene he saw in his dream true?

After the explosion, there were only two results. One was that he lived well, and the other was that he died.

Now it's winter. The scene he saw is winter. It's a year later. Bai Xiao also said, "it's a year."

Shouldn't it come true?

It should be another ending of the story that happened in the parallel time and space, or just his extreme pessimistic imagination.

He must live a good winter, after the winter, the dream of the season is not right, certainly will not come true.

Otherwise, it's a little creepy to think of that picture.

He must live a good life, this injury will be a good recovery, absolutely not hard support.

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after taking a bath and lying on the bed, I feel that my bones are going to fall apart. I sneeze for several times and I think I will catch a cold.

She knew that there must be such a strong sequela.

Although after coming back, the servant aunt immediately cooked ginger tea for her, gave her a massage, and then sat on the massage chair for an hour, it was still useless.

She doesn't want to sleep. She wants to wait and see Li Nanshao. Maybe he has figured it out, and it's not certain that he will come back tonight.

Pick up your spirits, turn on the TV and watch the TV series that you haven't finished watching a few days ago.

Looking at it, I couldn't help falling asleep.

She had a messy dream, and she didn't know what she had done, so she suddenly woke up.Vaguely remember, like what explosion, the huge fire, scared her awake.

It's still dark outside. The electronic clock on Li Nanshao's desk shows more than three o'clock.

She only slept four or five hours, and then she woke up.

After a while in bed, I turned over and felt no pain all over. Moreover, it was more painful than before I fell asleep.

She got up, turned off the TV and went to the bathroom. Suddenly, she felt a little strange, similar to the feeling she had in the barber shop a few days ago.

Subconsciously, she thought it might be a drug addict.

I felt it seriously for a while, and I'm more sure that's the feeling.

She quickly went back to bed, then turned on the tablet that Li Nanshao didn't take away and looked up the content related to drug addiction.

I just watched it for a few minutes, then I left the tablet to one side. People as like as two peas on

's Web site have similar symptoms, which are exactly the same as she feels now.

She did not dare to look down, those words, let her startle.

Some people say that relying on analgesics can cure the symptoms but not the root cause. When you don't take analgesics in time, the overwhelming feeling will force you to take drugs again.

We have to rely on our own willpower to survive. Some drug addicts who are not serious can give up without surgery or compulsory control.

Bai Xiao remembers that when she had her first attack, Li Nanshao's pain of chemotherapy suppressed her discomfort and made her think that it was the effect of chemotherapy. She believed it.

Later, they fed her analgesics, so they suppressed part of her discomfort. The feeling was not very strong.

Now she finally realized how painful it was.

Li Nan Shuo is not at the side, she feels a little flustered in the heart.

Just lying on the bed motionless, also more and more uncomfortable, all over the body from the bone seam drill out of that kind of itching and pain feeling, it would torture her crazy.

But this time, she didn't want to rely on analgesics. She wanted to survive on her own.

Maybe two more times. No more pain than the first chemotherapy.