"How's he doing?"

"It's collapsing, but it's been relieved by us, but now the damage to his body is almost irreversible, and even if he can recover later, it will leave serious sequelae." The doctor next to him replied.

"Explain."

"Although the excessive amount of SX medicine rejuvenated his body, but you also know the properties of SX medicine, stimulating nerves and muscle activity, the key point is that he injected 8 at one time." The doctor explained, then shook his head, "He's lucky, but he's also unlucky. ”

"How long will it take for him to wake up?" The questioner asked again.

"Maybe a day, maybe two days, maybe a long, long time, or never wake up." The doctor next to him replied.

"Forced awakening, with the ST potion that has been developed."

"This, may cause permanent damage to his brain......" The doctor next to him hesitated, of course he knew that ST medicine stimulates the brain, stimulates the nerve center, and makes it run at high load in an instant, and this is only an experimental drug, even the person who successfully survived the experiment has become a dementia.

"If he hasn't woken up on the ninth day, use it." The speaker waved his hand, sighed at the interior of the room, and pushed open the door and walked out.

……

"Who am I?"

Stunned, he asked, but no one answered him, and no one else was present in the empty room.

"Who am I?"

Another indistinct question, he looked at the white ceiling above, stunned, without any movement, but finally, he still glanced at it.

It's familiar, and there's a strong sense of familiarity in the unfamiliar......

"Where is this?" A question popped out of his mind, and he looked at everything around him, and finally his eyes slowly focused on an armband, an armband that looked old, but still new.

"If an eagle wants to fly, it must first spread its wings, spread its wings, spread its wings, spread its wings......"

He subconsciously muttered this paragraph, and then kept repeating the last two words, and the speed increased more and more......

"Ahh

A loud cry came out of his mouth, and he instantly hugged his head tightly, but there was nothing he could do about the pain that seemed to tear his mind apart, he struggled, his body continued to twist, and the muscles on his body began to tighten......

"Bang!" Falling from the bed to the ground, he curled his body into a ball, gritted his teeth so hard that his face seemed to freeze together.

"Why save me?" "As soon as I kill a pig, I see that you are pleasing to the eye, and in the future, you will be my brother, and then how about killing pigs together?" ”

"You snipe, I'll break off, if there's a chance, next time we'll drink together!"

"Remember to call me this old man more often, pay attention to safety, I have already lost your mother......"

"I only hope that in the end, he will be his own hero, a living hero, a fighter of fate......"

"Say sorry, don't say to me, don't say to us, you should be sorry, it'......"

"Remember, we are comrades-in-arms!"

"I've always had a dream, his name, called - Coming Home ......"

The chaotic fragments of memories began to collide continuously, and the scenes in my mind reappeared as if in the past, and slowly, the curled up and trembling body regained its calm, and the condensed face finally unfolded......

"My name is dialect, square square, reasonable dialect, not Mandarin ......"

A soft murmur, accompanied by the lowering of his hands from his head, Fang Yan glanced around, and then slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, although his eyes were still confused, they were already much clearer.

"Shhh

Fang Yan gasped, felt the tearing pain coming from all over his body, and held his breath deeply, and then put his hands on the ground, but he fell down in an instant.

"Humph!"

A light hum was snorted by Fang Yan, he took a few heavy breaths, and then slowly rolled over his body, and lay on the ground like this, constantly stimulating his nerves through the cold ground, while turning his head to look at everything around him.

"I didn't expect that I would come back alive......"

Fang Yan muttered, looked at everything around him, and a smirk appeared on his face, and then slowly moved his body, letting his hands on the edge of the bed.

"Hmm!"

His face was suffocated red in an instant, Fang Yan gritted his teeth, and the facial features on his face were piled up together again, and slowly, he supported his body again, but he fell down in an instant.

"Whew! Call! Call! Call! ”

The sound of rapid breathing continued to sound, and his chest began to rise and fall violently, but at last, he finally lay on the bed, and looked up at the white ceiling of the sky again.

Sore, painful, as if the muscles had been dissolved, and there was no place in the whole body that could exert strength, Fang Yan stretched out his hand in front of his eyes, and then slowly put it down, and then sat up against the wall, and looked at this familiar room, this room that he had lived in for half a year......

"I didn't expect to come back alive......" he muttered unconsciously, a smirk on his face.

"Anyone? Old Yan? Ling Ya? Fang Yan shouted weakly, but no one responded, he looked at it and shook his head, slowly propped his hands on the head of the bed, and although his legs trembled slightly, he still slowly stood up.

"Whew!"

A breath of air was slowly exhaled, and he looked at everything around him, and walked towards the door with a shudder against the wall......

"Click!"

A gentle sound of unlocking sounded, and with the opening of the wooden door, the slightly dazzling sunlight also shone on his face in an instant, making him involuntarily cover it with his hands, and then took a slight step out.

"Stand upright!"

"Salute!"

Two elongated and impassioned tones rang out one after the other, accompanied by the familiar sound of the Type 95 rifle, crisp, and then pierced through the sky......

His body began to tremble involuntarily, and from the moment he stepped out of the room, he clearly realized that this was not the time and space he was in, but in the future, a peaceful future......

"Bang!"

The sound of the gunfire resounded through the sky again, and Fang Yan looked at the familiar everything around him, slowly but forcefully raised his right hand, and then slowly pointed his middle finger at his temple.

"Rite over!"

An elongated and passionate voice sounded again, and Fang Yan slowly lowered his hand, and then leaned back against the door frame next to him, smiling, just a strong smirk.

"Welcome home, hero ......"