An hour later, my car left the city.

Half an hour later, my car was traveling on the highway at nearly 100 kilometers per hour.

Another hour passed.

Under the guidance of Zhang Mi, I left the highway and entered a blind spot for navigation.

After half an hour of driving through the mountains, I began to see sentry posts hidden in the dense forest all around.

Each guard post was manned by at least two armed soldiers.

Fifteen minutes later, I came across the first checkpoint that blocked the intersection.

In the next twenty minutes, my car passed through three more guarded and deeply walled sentry posts.

Drive through the final checkpoint.

Suddenly, a very large army, almost equivalent to a small town, jumped in front of him.

I rolled down the window.

Breathe in the clear air from the deep mountains, and hear the sound of neat drills, the crisp sound of target shooting, and the roar of the engine of a heavy chariot.

Masculine, military, iron will, strength of the country!

I confess that at that time, there was a stream of hot blood flowing repeatedly in my heart.

I drove past the barracks, circled up the hill, and finally stopped in front of a quiet farmhouse.

The layout of the courtyard in front of me is almost the same as that of the farmhouse in my hometown.

,One,Ben,Read #novelxstxt Rows of fence walls made of wood, vegetables and fruits growing in the ground, a few chickens foraging, two big black pigs in the pen, and a big yellow dog crawling at the door to sleep.

The only difference is that one guard post after another has been set up around this farmhouse.

Not far away, there is also a very modern medical and health station that has been built.

I got out of the car with Zhang Mi.

Soon, three officers and men ran not far away.

They chatted with Zhang Miyou for a few words, and then began to stand aside and look at me with meaningful eyes.

I can't say this kind of look. There seems to be envy, suspicion, and curiosity at most.

Zhang Mi walked over and said to me with a smile that I don't need to be nervous.

I said easily, I'm not nervous, I'm very relaxed, you see my face is sweating, it's hot.

Zhang Mi laughed and said, "How to explain the goosebumps on your arms in that Xiao Ji, and in this big mountain, it seems to be very cold." ”

I have a black face, and my heart says Zhang Mi, you don't expose my shortcomings, are you uncomfortable? Look at the next time, I'll take a needle to seal your dumb hole.

If you say this, you can also read it in your stomach, and it should be counted as yy.

Dumb? Sensei said that the acupuncture points are dumb, but if I do a little bit of acupuncture, the rest of my life will be lost.

I walked into the small courtyard of the farmhouse with Zhang Mi, and a few officers did not follow up, but only stood outside, smoking and waiting.

There was no one in the courtyard, a very quaint farmhouse stood in the middle of the courtyard, the door was open, and there was no one to see inside.

Zhang Mi motioned for me to go to the backyard with him.

We walked around a few fruit trees and through a grape trellis, where an old man working in the fields came into view.

The old man, dressed in a washed and white-coloured military uniform, was thin and thin, with short shaved white hair, and a strong and powerful back, and was bending over with a hoe to hoe the crops in the field.

Zhang Mi asked me not to make a sound, he carefully moved to the old man's side, and said in a very soft voice: "Ren Lao, I am Xiao Zhang, I came to see you." ”

"Go!" The old man snorted, bowed his head and hoeed the grass and said, "Have you invited some brick family to treat me again?" Tell you, I can't die from a disease! Out of the way! ”

Zhang Mi smiled bitterly: "Old Ren, today I brought an intern from the medical school, he is interested in your illness, and wants to ...... I'd like to talk to you if I can let him try his hand. ”

"Ah......?" The old man stopped what he was doing and turned his head.

At this time, I only felt a very strong momentum, like the thunder of the clouds roaring before the storm, and the boom nailed me to the spot.

What an old man this is.

He has a pair of thick general eyebrows, a straight nose, and strong facial features like a knife and an axe. And, that force is contained in the eyes, which can dispatch thousands of troops and horses, and hold the power of life and death!

Momentum! What is momentum?

In fantasy novels, the word momentum is often mentioned.

But in any fantasy novel, the characters in the martial arts story are all dummies rendered by pen and ink, and they are not real.

But the old man in front of him, he really exists, and he really has this kind of powerful aura on his body, just looking at you, it makes you willing to bow down and be a subordinate.

I was really nervous, and my palms were sweaty.

Zhang Mi whispered something to the old man at this time, and stretched out his hand to gesture to me from time to time.

The old man turned his head.

At that moment, I suddenly saw that the murderous aura between the old man's eyebrows had faded, and was replaced by the kind, kind and kind gaze that I was familiar with.

This kind of gaze is the same as grandpa's eyes.

The old man smiled at me, pointed to the crops in the field, and said, "Little doll, don't worry, wait until I finish hoeing this field." ”

I smiled and nodded.

The old man bent down and began to work again.

At this time, I noticed a detail, every time the old man moved his leg as if he had to exert all his strength when he was working, and whenever his left leg moved, I could see that he was in pain, very painful......

At this time, Zhang Mi walked up to me, pulled me under a fruit tree, and whispered to me, "Have you seen the root of Ren Lao's illness?" ”

I nodded and said, "Left leg." ”

Zhang Mi nodded: "Back then, Ren Lao was injured on the battlefield, and a few pieces of shell skin were embedded in his legs. At that time, the medical conditions on the battlefield were poor, and when the bullet skin was removed, a small piece was missing in the muscle. Later, the hospital had to operate for Ren Lao, which was originally a minor operation, but Ren Lao ......"

Zhang Mi sighed and said: "When the old man is old, his temper is strange, and he refuses to let the brick family undergo this operation." He said it was fine, but as a result, some of the muscles in his legs were about to atrophy until now. ”

When I heard this, I expressed my understanding of Ren Lao, and I also understood Zhang Mi.

The same is true of my old lady.

He is old and has a smelly and strange temper. Mom and Dad made something delicious and handed it to him, and he said that it was a waste of things, and he was stunned to eat those shoddy pickles and miso.

Usually, it doesn't matter, every festival or something, we all have delicious food and drink and set it on the table, but the old lady made a small table by himself, put two small pickles, and nibbled on the gruel and steamed buns.

It's good that outsiders know about it, but they don't know that they think our family doesn't respect the elderly. For this reason, the old lady wiped her tears alone.

At this moment, after finishing his work, Ren Lao happily walked near me with a hoe, looked me up and down a few times, reached out and patted me on the shoulder and said, "The little doll is good!" Where is your hometown? ”

I said the name of the place.

"Yo! That place is so wow, I used to take the troops there to practice, well, good mountains and waters! Come, go, go into the house with grandpa. ”

I stroked my shoulders and followed behind Mr. Ren.

Just that palm. The force is very heavy and fierce!

Pat me on the shoulder, if it weren't stiff, I'd have to sit on the ground.

I went into the house with Mr. Ren.

The layout of the house is very simple, simple beds, cabinets, tables and chairs, a domestic color TV set from the 90s, an old radio, and a set of old tea sets on the table.

The quilt on the bed is square, and the standard tofu cubes are stacked.

Mr. Ren arranged for me to sit down with Secretary Zhang, and said that he would make us tea.

If I want to say no, Zhang Mi motioned for me to keep quiet.

I had no choice but to endure watching this old man, who was already over eighty, make me water and tea.

Tea is just plain green tea.

But the water is a mountain spring in the mountains.

Soak well, extra sweet and sweet.

I drank two cups of tea with Zhang Mi, and Zhang Mi secretly gave me a look. I smiled and said to Mr. Ren: "Grandpa Ren, I am an intern in medical school, and this time I heard that you have a little problem in your leg, so I thought about coming over to take a look and review the medical knowledge I learned by the way." ”

Ren Lao smiled and said, "Okay! It's good to study medicine! Saving lives and helping the wounded, good! Come! Grandpa's leg you can do whatever you want, and you are not afraid of being crippled, anyway, my old bones will not live for a few days, and it will be better to die early, saving waste of food and wasting national resources. ”

I smiled helplessly in my heart, glanced at Zhang Mi, and looked down at Grandpa Ren's raised legs.

I lifted up my trouser leg and could clearly see a palm-sized scar on the superficial part of the gastrocnemius muscle in my calf.

The scar was radial, and he reached out and pressed it lightly, and it was hard inside, as if something was sloppy.

I pressed the scar, and I had a general idea of the cannonball skin embedded in the muscle.

I began to look at the muscles around me again, and found that there was indeed a moderate degree of atrophy as Zhang Mi said.

But fortunately, at present, it is more optimistic that there is no inflammation inside the scars and muscles.

However, this is also a problem, as it is likely that the cannonball skin has grown dead with the muscles and is tightly wrapped in muscle fibers.

Due to the long delay of time, it is difficult to remove the elastic skin with ordinary Chinese medicine techniques.

The only way is for Western medicine to do precision surgery, and then Chinese medicine to do the later conditioning and rehabilitation.