The old chief was blushing and angry, and reached over to tear off Huo Siran's epaulettes, and the people next to him hurriedly went up to stop them, but they were all frightened by the old chief's loud voice and retreated. Shu Ji Piggyback

The window was wide open, the sunlight was sprinkled in, Huo Siran happened to stand against the light, the straight navy blue military uniform lacked the bright yellow, but looked more and more calm and introverted, the angular handsome face flickered in the backlit shadows, the specific expression could not be guessed clearly, but it attracted people's eyes so strongly, making people want to explore his emotions.

"Don't give me any care...... Also apply for the next unit to go out to fight? You stand on my side! If you don't stand enough, you can't stop!! ”

The old chief was furious, and slammed the epaulette on the table, which shook the small yellow epaulette to the ground, and then he was visibly wheezing, and there was something wrong with his right leg.

Lin Yitong, who was on the side, noticed that something was wrong.

Her eyes trembled slightly, she put down the medical record and ran over, her little hand suddenly grabbed the old chief's arm and motioned for him to sit down with her eyes. After he sat down, he gently took the stethoscope to give him a quick and simple examination, and the slender and soft fingers pressed gently and quickly on him, looking serious and professional, and finally saw that he was angry, and the blood circulation was not smooth, so his right leg began to tremble. Her long eyelashes twitched, and she lowered her eyes to his legs.

Huo Siran's deep eyes stared at the figure that suddenly appeared, and his face changed slightly.

"It hurts?" She asked softly with concern.

The old chief said angrily: "I don't hurt! ”

The little face was slightly stunned, but she still didn't care about it, and began to help him massage and relieve pressure with a gentle and powerful technique. But he knew in his heart that these were all soothing, and the important thing was that he had to stop being angry now.

"What do you see, stand up for me!" The old chief scolded again with a cold face.

Huo Siran's face moved slightly.

He explained softly, his voice low and steady: "I applied to go abroad to fight because the lives of that team of people were lost abroad, and even the bodies have not been recovered—I am responsible for this." ”

"Of course you are responsible," the old chief glared, "but how are you going to be responsible?!" Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, you don't plan to come back because you went! ”

"I'd rather die than I'm the one who died."

"Bastard!" The old chief was so angry that he almost jumped up, and he was so angry that he wanted to shoot him, "This is how you solved the problem?" The soldiers brought out by Lao Tzu, you are the only one who can handle it the most, you dare to die for Lao Tzu! ”

Because of his excitement, the old chief shook his leg and didn't stand firmly.

Huo Siran's face changed suddenly, and the resolute and hard lines softened suddenly, and he took a step forward worriedly, and shouted: "Team Tan......"

The old chief sat down on the chair, and the first to stabilize him was Lin Yitong.

Seeing that the situation was not good, fine thin sweat oozed from her forehead—

"Chief, if you are stimulated and angry like this, this leg will never move again......" her crisp voice suddenly spoke, not in a hurry, breaking the silence and stalemate in the room.

What the?!

Several people suddenly held their breath and looked at Lin Yitong in shock.

Worried, she held back her nervousness, her eyes were as clear as a lake, and she continued to whisper: "The installation of vascular stents has a life span itself, and it should be replaced once every few years, during which it will rely on drugs to avoid narrowing again. Chief, you've been sick more than three times so far, and if the angioplastic function shrinks and fails as a result, there's nothing anyone can do. ”