Cheng Yuanzheng made a fuss for more than half an hour. His energy was almost exhausted, his eyes were lax, and he gasped like a dead dog, as if he would faint the next second.

After changing into a white suit, the young man with shiny black hair and neat combing came in, took off his sunglasses and shouted unexpectedly: "Cheng Yuanzheng?"

Cheng Yuanzheng was paralyzed like a dead dog. He lingered for a long time. He didn't respond at all.

"Ji Fengyun?" the young man changed his title indifferently, and the sunglasses swung around in his hand.

Cheng Yuanzheng's pupils flickered and reacted. He focused on him very hard. He moved his lips for a long time: "Yao, look at you son of a bitch!"

After silently scolding a dirty word, Cheng Yuanzheng passed out happily.

Yao Wang takes off his wig, unbuttons his shirt collar, and asks the woman who is pulling Cheng's expedition eyelids to check her pupils.

"How's it going?"

The woman smiled with dignity and coldness.

"I fainted. I didn't respond after carrying it for half an hour. I'm really not a man."

Yao Wang grinned strangely.

"Ji Dashao is a semi eunuch. Don't be angry, baby. My brother loves you."

Yao Wang took the cold beauty and left. He turned back and ordered the white coat.

"Look at him. If you can't recognize someone when you wake up, report it immediately!"

"Yes."

The door was gently closed and there was only a slight breath left in the room.

Cheng Yuanzheng lay down with his eyes closed to recover his strength, but the strings in his mind were tight.

The temperature of the little fox at hand began to drop sharply again. It felt soft, like a doll without any signs of life.

But Cheng Yuanzheng understood that it was still alive, just entering an instinctive self-healing dormant state.

This is not the first time. Cheng Yuanzheng vaguely felt that his injury was not as serious as expected, and he still entrusted the blessing of the little fox.

There must be a blessing in the future if he doesn't die in a great disaster. He is blessed with misfortune this time.

Cheng Yuanzheng, with the back of his hand next to the motionless little fox, observed its changes at any time, and repeatedly consolidated his memory in his brain.

He could see the face a little bit, but he didn't seem to be used to this memory method. The forgetting speed was faster than he expected, and it was more difficult than a toddler.

Unlike his daughter-in-law, he can think of her face immediately, even if he closes his eyes, no matter when and where he loses an eyelash.

Is it really related to the congestion in his brain? How many times has it been shaken by the explosion and improved?

But the army physical examination didn't mention this!

Is it any misunderstanding or coincidence?

This is not the most important thing. The injected drugs are also good. Although it's hard, it's not unbearable. It's not a big deal.

His performance today was a pass, which temporarily dispelled Yao Wang's suspicion.

But we can't take it lightly.

Drugs, this is a new direction of investigation.

We have to send the news back.

I just hope the news of his sacrifice will not bring too much sadness to his relatives.

My daughter-in-law should wait for him, right? She's only eighteen now. She's not old enough to get married. He still has time.

Two days later, Su Haitang looked incredulously at his distressed grandfather and pinched his palm.

"I don't seem to hear what you just said."

He Anbang frowned slightly and looked at his granddaughter who was unwilling to accept the reality with a little worry.

"Girl, you heard right. Comrade expeditionary, died."

Su Haitang took a deep breath and waited for the whirl in his mind to pass.

She looked at her grandfather standing behind her desk silently for a long time, and suddenly turned and rushed out of the office.

"I'll go to the bathroom."

He Anbang didn't stop her. He looked at her back like the wind with complex eyes.

Can my granddaughter stand such bad news?