After confirming that Han Wei was fine, Tang Moshen and Pei Yunqing went to the wards of other injured team members to check.

In this raid on the presidential palace, in addition to Han Wei, two others were seriously injured.

One was shot in the arm, and the other was stabbed in the lower leg by fragments from the explosion, but fortunately, neither was fatally wounded.

After timely treatment, they are now all ejaculating on the ward to rest.

Seeing Tang Mo sink in, the one who was shot in the arm, was still waiting for his mother to feed him water in the last second, and this second he had already jumped off the hospital bed, as if he was nothing.

"Hello Minister Tang!"

The person on the bed next to him had a leg injury and couldn't get down, and he also straightened his back on the hospital bed, so he almost jumped down to change the military posture.

Tang Moshen glanced at the other party up and down, and spoke gently.

"Your name is Wang Yang, right?"

"Yes, it's me, the ocean of the ocean, the ocean of the ocean, not ...... That ......"

"How's the injury?"

"Report to the minister, flesh wounds, out of the way!"

Tang Moshen nodded approvingly, and his big hand raised to pat him on the shoulder.

"Well done!"

The wound was shaken and stabbed, but Wang Yang could only grit his teeth, endure the pain, and try to keep smiling.

Putting his little expression in his eyes, Pei Yunqing just smiled secretly.

At this point, everyone has already gotten the news.

I heard that Tang Moshen came to the hospital to visit everyone in person, and those who were slightly injured and bandaged and did not have injuries came to visit...... Everyone rushed over, and the wards were limited, some squeezed in the door, and some stood outside the door.

There was a gauze hanging on his face and wrapped in gauze, and he was already very tired after staying up all night, but his eyes were shining with excitement.

Motioning for Wang Yang to go to bed to rest, Tang Moshen walked to the head of the bed of the one with the injured leg.

"Bai Jialun, I'm not mistaken, right?!"

"Yes, it's me!"

Where did Bai Jialun think that this person would remember his name, and his face turned red with excitement.

Raising his hand to hold his shoulder and pressing him back to the pillow, Tang Mo spoke softly.

"If you have a leg injury, try to put your leg as high as possible, don't sit so straight!"

For everyone in the special training base, Tang Moshen is their idol, and this one in bed is no exception.

Today, the idol not only came to see him in person, but also was so concerned and gentle, that the excited eyes were red.

"Yes, Minister, I promise to complete the task!"

In a moment of excitement, he said the wrong thing, and his face turned red.

"No, I mean, I promise to take care of my injuries!"

Everyone inside and outside laughed, and Tang Moshen also showed a rare smile.

His gaze swept over the two on the bed, and he turned around, his inky eyes seriously looking at every young face present.

Slowly put his feet together, straighten his back, raise his right hand, point to the side of his eyebrows, and salute everyone with a solemn military salute.

Seeing this action, everyone was shocked.

Those who were lazily leaning against the wall, lying at the end of the bed, leaning against their companions...... It's like being electrocuted until they keep straightening their waists, and they don't care that they are actually not real soldiers, they all stand up and salute him back.

Slowly turning his body, Tang Moshen saluted everyone seriously, and then put down his right hand.

"Today, all of you...... On behalf of Mr. and Mrs. President, and on behalf of the people of the country, I would like to thank you for your heroic efforts. ”

Passing over everyone, Tang Moshen's gaze fell on Zhong Ling, who had just rushed over.