Chapter 0220 Truth

For a long time, the little jade ring, who slowly recovered from her distraction, stood up with a sigh, but she held Zhuo Bufan with a sigh, and the sudden emptiness made her legs soft.

"It's broken, I, I, I can't walk." Xiao Yuhuan looked at Zhuo extraordinary with a sad face. The two looked at each other, but suddenly laughed. Among them were the satisfaction and happiness that they had finally fulfilled, and it was absurd that this happened between them in such a ridiculous way.

"Oh." Xiao Yuhuan exclaimed again and looked at Zhuo's extraordinary look and became quite wonderful: "flow, flow out."

Er, Zhuo Fan was stunned and then understood, but his face changed. He said, "No, I, I forgot to be outside."

Xiao Yuhuan, who was at a loss, asked strangely, "What's outside?"

Zhuo Fan said with some regret, "That's right, the one shot outside. I couldn't help it for a moment. It's troublesome. Maybe I'm pregnant.

Xiao Yuhuan was stunned for a moment and asked in a low voice, "You don't want me to get pregnant, do you?"

"Yes." Seeing Xiaoyuhuan's face dark, Zhuo extraordinary reacted and quickly explained, "Now the overall situation is still undecided, and I don't know what will happen in the future. Now, we'd better not think about this problem."

Xiao Yuhuan blinked her eyes, seemed to understand, and said, "Oh, no wonder Sister Fu hasn't been pregnant for so long. So, have you been outside all the time?"

"That's not true." The two's faces were filled with tired satisfaction and helped each other sort it out. Zhuo Fan sighed, "Since the little bell incident is the Fuzhuang incident. I'm always afraid that such a thing will happen again. If I can't guarantee a happy future for my children, I'd better not let them come to this world to suffer for the time being.

Xiao Yuhuan was dumb and looked at Zhuo extraordinary silently, with a feeling of love and pity in her eyes. It turned out that the small bell's miscarriation last time was such a big blow to Zhuo Fan. With his mouth open, Xiaoyuhuan wanted to persuade him that as the commander of Shenlong Mountain and the founder of the Shenlong Army, there was no need to worry about it at all. However, after thinking about it, Xiao Yuhuan still didn't say anything, but slowly snuggled in Zhuo's extraordinary arms.

"Don't worry, I learned a method in the Red Mansion at the beginning, and the slave family has its own way and will be fine."

Zhuo Fan said, "That's good, but it's wronged you."

"What's wrong with you? I won't leave Shenlong Mountain again. You are also in this Shenlong Mountain. It doesn't matter what your reputation is, unless you don't want me.

"How come!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside. The little jade ring jumped up like a kitten stepped on its tail and stood two steps away, but the corners of his mouth were crooked, which obviously affected the pain.

It was Qiu Ju who came in. She invited Xiao Yuhuan and Zhuo Fan a gift and said, "Young master, it's getting late. Are you still going to the Ministry of Health?" It turned out that today, Zhuo Fan was going to see Song Yingxing and Zhou Tong, and the guard had been waiting for a long time.

Hearing this, Xiao Yuhuan hurriedly left, but turned around and went out to cross the threshold, but his footsteps were a little staggering.

Zhuo Fan wanted her to rest here for a while, but she didn't have time. The matter between the two has not been solved, but they still have to do something, which is also quite interesting.

Soon, Zhuo Bofan came out of the general's mansion. Today, his spirit is completely different and looks brilliant. Naturally, only Zhuobufan himself knows the reason. The Guards followed again. The current Guards are not only composed of that group of veterans, but the total number has not changed, but the vacancy that died last time under Wang Luo was all filled by the selected masters of the Divine Hidden Camp. At the same time, each shift will ensure that there are several masters of the hidden camp. It looks the same as before, but the security is no longer what it used to be.

Zhuo Fan looked around and felt quite unaccustomed to it without his personal bodyguard Zhou Tong.

The Ministry of Health is still in the same place. Song Yingxing's severe amputation is quite serious. Although it is fine now, he is still lying ** and can't move. A normal man suddenly lost his leg and right arm. Although the pain is serious, how to accept this fact and adapt to it is the biggest problem. It needs to be bigger than death. Courage and faith. What's more, although Song Yingxing has not started a family, his parents and relatives have all been lost in Bozhou City, and Bozhou City has long been a ghost city.

Zhuo Fan raised the curtain of Song Yingxing's ward, but he heard the woman's happy laughter, mixed with Song Yingxing's deep and magnetic voice.

"Lord Song, the story you told is so beautiful. You are really a well-informed person. After listening to your story, I know that there are so many interesting things and people in the world." A beautiful little nurse dressed in a white nurse's uniform blinked her big eyes and was lying by Song Yingxing's bed with her chin, happy. Laughing.

Suddenly, she saw Zhuo Fan come in. The little nurse playfully stretched out her tongue, quickly got up to say good to the general, and then picked up the tray full of bandages next to her and exited the ward.

Zhuo Fan walked to the bed and looked a little gloomy at the white quilt that was obviously shorter. His expression fell into Song Yingxing's eyes, but Song Yingxing smiled and said, "I don't care why you are crying as soon as you come. Why do you care more than me." Anyone who has been with Zhuo Feifan for a period of time, even like Song Ying Xing's great Confucians have also been infected with the extraordinary characteristics of saying that they are not dans and not hooligans.

Zhuo Fan was very happy when he heard the words and laughed, "Damn, you think I feel sorry for you. I'm worried about whether you can give Xiao Yao a happy life in the future." With that, he really lifted the bedding and checked it seriously. And Xiao Yao is the beautiful little nurse just now.

"Well, God has eyes, and the guy is safe and sound!" Zhuo Fan pretended to be surprised, which naturally attracted Song Yingxing to laugh and scold.

Song Yingxing obviously has completely come out of the cruel fact of being disabled. After laughing and scolding, he said gratefully, "Xiao Yao is a good girl. I have been eating, drinking and drinking for so long. It's all done by her, which is difficult for her. As for this matter, I don't want to hurt her, so don't mention it again.

Zhuo Bofan stared and said, "How can this work? To tell you the truth, Xiao Yao is the life secretary arranged for you by the organization. When you are all right, she will continue to take care of you. Besides, you are always a big man. They have seen everything. You can't let her get married for the rest of her life, right?

Song Yingxing shook his head and pointed to his empty lower half of the bed, which was always a practical difficulty. His legs had been cut above his knees, and most of his right arm had been lost.

"Don't worry about this. Grandma Tong is studying prosthetic limbs. When you recover from your injury, although it may not be able to restore your normal human ability, there is no problem walking. Don't worry." Zhuo Fan has already made arrangements, which can be described as meticulous and thoughtful.

Song Yingxing's eyes lit up when he heard the words. He was also an expert in strange skills. Naturally, he knew that Zhuo Fan's words would not be empty, and he was also happy.

"Blessed, extraordinary brother, I'm very interested in what you said last time. I don't know what you think of Mu Xiao. Is there anything more specific?" Song Yingxing can never forget what Zhuo Fan said during his last visit, and the ** flying above the nine stars lingering in his mind.

"I knew you would ask this." With that, Zhuo Fan took out a pile of paper that had been prepared from his arms, which were all sorted out by himself.

Put the information on Song Yingxing's pillow, Zhuo Fan said, "This is some basic information about force. There are also some buoyancy dynamics. You can have a look when you have time and let me know if you have any questions. By the way, hey, remember to ask Xiao Yao to help, tut, the two prime ministers breathe together, tut, tut, tut.

Song Yingxing grabbed a roll of cotton cloth with his only left arm and threw it over, but he couldn't wait to take the stack of information. Looking at it one by one, he immediately forgot the extraordinary existence.

Zhuo Fan quietly got up, looked at Song Yingxing, who had been wandering around with admiration, quietly walked out of the room, called Xiao Yao, told him, and then watched Xiao Yao go in. He gently and thoughtfully began to help Song Yingxing look through those materials before leaving.

Talents like Song Yingxing are the future of China. People who shocked modern society hundreds of years later with their own help, what kind of glory will they create in this era that belongs to Song Yingxing? Looking forward to it. I'm really looking forward to it.

Song Yingxing will be the best choice for the chief worker of the Ministry of Science and Technology in the future. Zhuo Fan has made detailed arrangements for him, and a large number of students will follow Song Yingxing. At the same time, with the future development, the Ministry of Science and Technology will make some organizational changes according to some ways and methods of modern society, such as the overall five-year plan for science and technology. Ten-year plan, establishment of research institutes or project departments for key scientific research projects, etc. At the same time, this organizational change also needs the overall development plan of Shenlongshan as the basis. However, this kind of thing can't be done now. There are too few people who can do this kind of overall planning and policy analysis. Dad Zhuo Yin is one, but he has his own ideological limitations, and I'm afraid he is too busy even if he is exhausted.

Zhuofan has now begun to consider the preparation of the group think tanks necessary for long-term development. Talents, special talents.

I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and there are still many practical things to do. Zhuo Fan walked into another ward.

"No, I don't want it, I want to eat sugar-coated haws! I want to eat sugar-coated haws!" A child-like noise rushed into my ears, but the sound was so loud that it almost shook down the dust on the beam, and it didn't sound like a child.

In the room, Zhou Tong, who was still wearing bandages on his head, was making noise. The nurse next to him was at a loss. She tried to stop him but did not dare. The fan-like big hand was like an iron fan.

Zhuo Bofan walked to him. Zhou Tong saw Zhuo Bofan and jumped out of bed happily. He hugged Zhuo Fufan with all his strength for fear that he would run away and said, "Brother, brother, you are here. I miss me to death. Sisters, it's not good to buy sugar-coated haws for children!"

Zhuo Fan's face turned red, rolled his eyes, and he was about to foam at the mouth. Finally, I understood why the two nurses hid far away.