Zhang Junde wants to restore his memory fault, because he knows that it does not belong to him personally, but to the country. If he is an ordinary person, now it does not affect his life at all, and even does not say it himself, no one can see that he has cerebral hemorrhage.

But he is not an ordinary person. Although he eats and lives in an ordinary way, he has his own glorious mission. This is his biggest worry. If he can go back to work, it is something that he is eager to do day and night!

"Can you cure me?" Zhang Junde asked directly. With his words, Zhang Rui, Deng Xiaotian and even scholars looked at him.

However, Suk's current situation is that if a person drinks cold and warm water, he is only intermediate proficient in acupuncture, and the patient he is facing is such a heavyweight expert in nuclear weapons. A little carelessness will lead to catastrophe. After all, the brain tissue is so fragile.

"Mr. Zhang, I - I'm not sure!" Suk hesitated for a long time, and finally told the truth. [

"not sure?" Zhang Junde repeated Suk's words, but his eyes did not dim, but suddenly lit up: "you are not sure, that means you have the possibility of success!"

The overjoyed Zhang Junde's voice trembled. He grabbed Suk's wrist, and his action was fast enough to be associated with his age: "let go! It doesn't matter whether you live or die! "

Zhang Junde said such words, not to put the arrow, over the past year, he simply had trouble sleeping and eating, all kinds of treatment methods have been used, but there is no effect at all, as long as the thought of himself suddenly become like this, and even a sense of shame to the country, life is better than death.

A few months ago, Li Zhengbai was received here once again, and he also openly enlightened him. He had better let go of his mood. Maybe he will recover automatically. If he is depressed, the implication is that time will be long.

Zang Kejia's song, which commemorates Lu Su's creation,

in fact, Su Ke is always in a state of tension, both physically and psychologically. Now when a big stone falls to the ground and his mood is relaxed, there is a rumbling sound in his stomach, which is very clear in the room.

"Suk, are you hungry?" Zhang Junde now regards Suk as his Savior. Looking at his embarrassed face, he directly commands his granddaughter: "Xiao Rui, go and get some food for Suk!"

Suk was really hungry. He drove all night to the General Hospital of the military region. After so many things happened, how could he have a chance to have breakfast? Now it's noon. It's not easy to stick to it.

"Good! Suk, what are you going to eat? Braised beef or steamed ribs I didn't expect that the woman was still an expert in cooking, and she didn't have the psychological burden of cooking porridge into popcorn when she spoke. She was going to the kitchen while she was talking.

"Eh!" Suk wanted to decline, but now relaxed, he really felt very hungry in his stomach. However, these two dishes mentioned by Zhang Rui are obviously high-end dishes. It is estimated that when they are cooked, they will be hungry: "don't be so troublesome, anything will do!"

"No trouble, it's all ready-made. It will be ready soon! Or eat braised beef! " Zhang Rui ran into the kitchen in a hurry, but now Zhang's mind is full of how to treat things, impatient, but the thought of Deng Xiaotian's words, and Ji Keshi, that kind of complex look let Suk think.

"All right! It's ready to eat! " It seems that after a few minutes, Zhang Rui came out of the kitchen. Suk followed the sound and almost fainted.

Zhang Rui is holding a bucket of instant noodles in his hand, steaming hot. The bucket has Master Kang's braised beef noodles written on it. He runs directly to Suk with the appearance of success.