Yang Fan sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Lu Jia, his face was not as red as before, but it was still meaty, his eyes were sloppy, revealing a sense of cleverness, and his heart was no longer hanging.

"The doctor said you couldn't make up for it, hahaha."

Yang Fan remembered that Xiaopang had always said that he was a real man, and he seemed to be angry about this, thinking about teasing, which could be regarded as revenge, and the doctor did say so.

"No, how could I be vain."

Lu Jia sat up straight, his expression looked terrifying, the shaking flesh on his face seemed to be shaking his head, and the whites of his eyes also revealed disbelief.

"Hahaha, this is not what I said, Zhang Xian's experts said so, I don't believe you ask."

Yang Fan pointed to Zhang Xian, who was holding back a smile next to him, and said innocently.

He turned the back of his head to Lu Jia, and blinked at Zhang Xian, his face was holding back.

Zhang Xian was also serious, pretending not to see it, very serious.

"Yes, your illness is not remedy, and it is more serious, but fortunately it came in time, and I gave you a neutralizing potion, but it is not a big deal.

It only takes a week of observation, and you can almost be discharged. ”

Zhang Xian admonished again.

"By the way, don't eat bear's paw food anymore."

Lu Jia lay down suddenly, the bed was muffled, his face was full of sadness, and his eyes stared at the ceiling blankly, as if he was silently protesting.

I never thought that he ate so many chicken legs every day, but it was still empty, what use did he want this chicken leg.

He just took a bite like this, but it was obvious that Brother Yang had eaten a lot of bites, but there was nothing at all, but this Brother Yang was not a real man?

When Yang Fan saw Xiaopang's reaction, his mouth bulged slightly, he held back a smile, and his shoulders shook.

He felt a lot more comfortable, don't blame my brother for being too ruthless, you used to be very skinny.

After such a fuss, Yang Fan was completely relieved, stood up, and beckoned Zhang Xian.

"This Lu Jia is really fine, right?"

Zhang Xian took out the diagnosis of the condition and said: "It's basically fine, thanks to your friend being a two-star awakened person, and he doesn't eat much, and he resists the energy of the bear's paw, maybe your friend will be blessed by misfortune and his ability can be improved." ”

Yang Fan nodded and thanked: "Thank you, thanks to you, if you need help in the future, I will not shirk it." ”

Zhang Xian was very happy when he heard Yang Fan say this, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be smiling, he knew that this was a big man in the future, and he had gained such a favor, which could be regarded as his creation.

"Look at what you said, you are the hero of our salt city, your friend we must heal well, besides, I am also a doctor, this is my duty, I dare not pick and toil indiscriminately."

He also knows that this is his job, and this favor is picked up, and he will not come to receive this unnecessary favor until the moment of his life.

When the time comes, some big people will be unhappy, then he will not be able to eat and walk around.

"Hey, don't be a hero, I'm not a hero, and I'm not used to listening to it."

Yang Fan listened to Zhang Xian call him a hero, and he was very uncomfortable, maybe he killed that strange beast and saved many people's lives.

He felt that it was nothing, and for the people who were rescued, he really had some kindness to them, but he was far from being a hero.

In his heart, the word hero is singable, epic, legendary, and tragic, he doesn't want to be tragic, he thinks it's good to be a small citizen in the market.

Don't care so much, he should eat and drink every day, and now that he has awakened, he feels that life is more worry-free.

To be that hero, to carry something, he felt was a weight that he could not bear now, no matter how much strength he had.

He is not willing to live with burdens like heroes, he is not willing to live with sustenance like gods, and he is not willing to live with vain like ups and downs.

He was given this kind of power so that he could live an ordinary life with peace of mind, to live the life that his parents wanted to see, and to live for them that they had never lived.

Xu is that he has been an orphan since he was a child, and although Sanguan has not become extreme because of the hardships of life, he also has his selfishness.

Yang Fan saw that it was not too late, and it was time to go home, so he explained a few words to Lu Jia, said a few words to Zhang Xian, and after saying goodbye to them, he came to the lounge, and wanted to say goodbye to the head of the alliance branch, but it was also empty, since he was gone, he just left.

Walking to the side of the road, he stood for a while, he didn't wait for the bus or take a taxi, looked up at the cold silver moon, and then greeted the moonlight and hurried in the direction of home.

Every step he took seemed light, and his toes touched the ground like a dragonfly.

Each step crosses six or seven meters, and the extremely high cadence forms an afterimage, which looks like a low-flying bird to others.

The bird flew on the road for a while, causing a burst of exclamations from passers-by, and perhaps he thought it was a bit conspicuous, so he slipped away, disappeared into the road, and flew to the wall of the tall building, and he turned into a gecko, and ran on the wall step by step.

Seeing that he was about to reach the top, Yang Fan jumped violently and flew to the sky above the roof of the building, like a carp with silver scales in the moonlight, noble and mysterious.

He ran on the tall buildings, with the moon on his head, and the moon clothed him with a silver veil, and he ran and ran like this.

He didn't know why he was running like this, maybe what the minister told him today, it scared him, maybe, no, it was true.

can't help but laugh at himself, he has suffered so much since he was a child, although he can't be said to be sophisticated, but he can also be regarded as rich in experience.

He used to have the love of his parents, so he still has some of his own pure goodness.

One person and ten thousand people, let him choose, but also make it difficult for him. Choosing 10,000 people is the general trend, and that one person makes him miserable. Choose one person, it is a big faint, and those ten thousand people make him miserable.

If you think about it, the suffering of the former can be eliminated; The suffering of the latter will never be eliminated.

The result is self-evident, he doesn't want to be that hypocrite, as long as he is a normal thinking person, the result of his choice is already doomed.

But if that person is his dearest person, what should he do, Yang Fan doesn't want to think about it further, this is a black hole of ideological choice, it is better not to want to, and fall into the obstacle.

In fact, Yang Fan faintly had an answer in his heart, and he didn't want to say it.

The carp that Yang Fan turned into jumped between the rooftops of the building, and the speed was so fast that the moonlight seemed to be unable to catch up, leaving a silver streamer behind him.

A moment later, Yang Fan saw the outline of his building, like a silhouette under the night sky. Houses were lit up like naughty stars running to the ground, caught by people, and hung in their rooms.

He quickened his pace, and in a moment he was downstairs, up the stairs, and back to his house.

When he got home, Yang Fan couldn't help but exhale, washed his face, and collapsed on the sofa, which made him feel at ease, no longer thinking so much, putting away his thoughts, and emptying himself.

Maybe he was too tired and dazed, so Yang Fan fell asleep.

……

Late at night, the city of Salt fell into a deep sleep, and the lights were still on in the Union building, in the minister's office.

The soft white light shone on Leng Nan's slightly tired face, and he rubbed his temples and glanced at his watch.

I didn't expect it to be so fast, it was already more than two o'clock in the morning.

He cheered up, he piled up a lot of documents today and didn't read them, and he was going to read them all tonight, these are all reviews of the post-disaster recovery work, and every few seconds in the morning, the people affected by the disaster will be properly arranged a few seconds earlier.

There is also a reward for Yang Fan's contribution this time, as well as a commendation conference, and the people need some reassurance.

You have to inform Yang Fan, otherwise you will be fooled in at that time, but you will be blamed on him, if you give him a punch, he can't stand it.

Yang Fan seems to him like a child, he is ten years older than Yang Fan, and what he has learned, seen, and experienced is very different from Yang Fan, so it is very different from Yang Fan in terms of thinking.

He will not hesitate in the choice between one person and ten thousand people, if that person is his dearest, beloved, and best friend, he may struggle, but the choice is unchanged.

He cares about the overall situation, he doesn't need to be selfish, his ideal since he was a child is to let the people of Yanshi live an ordinary life, sacrifice is inevitable, even if he sacrifices himself, as long as the result is worth it.

Thinking about it this way, he felt that he was a philistine, but it was also meaningless, whether it was informal, or philistine, it was necessary in his opinion.

Sometimes it's easier to get things done.

Time slipped away, and in a blink of an eye, the sky turned out to be white, Leng Nan looked out the window, closed the last document, and rubbed his eyes.

When I walked to the cubicle, I set an alarm clock for seven o'clock, and I didn't take off my clothes, I just lay straight like this, and I squinted in less than ten seconds.