"How is he doing now?" Yan Hongchang asked the director of the National Security Bureau and the doctor next to him.

"There was too much blood loss, but it was not a big deal, the bullet in the right calf had been taken out, and it did not cause damage to the bones and ligaments, but he had multiple soft tissue damage all over his body, and the abrasions were very serious!"

"Will it have any impact on the future?" Yan Hongchang asked, closing the document in his hand.

"If you recover well, you won't ...... later"

"All I need is a definite answer!"

"No!" The doctor affirmed.

"Is security ready?" Yan Hongchang continued to ask the director of national security of the CD, and his hurried steps did not pause in the slightest.

"Everything is according to the highest standards, everything that should be arranged has been arranged, the ward and everything inside have been checked!"

"Hmm!" Yan Hongchang nodded, looked at the ward where the dialect in front of him was, turned around and handed the document in his hand to the director of national security of the CD, "You go and take a look to make sure everything is safe!" ”

"Good!"

Hearing the reply, Yan Hongchang nodded to the two soldiers who were standing guard in front of the door, pushed the door and walked in.

"Coming? It's a bit late! Fang Yan lay on the hospital bed, looked at the TV in front of him, and asked without turning his head.

"How does it feel?" A smile appeared on Yan Hongchang's face and he walked over with Ling Ya.

"That's it, I can't die, but I may have to lie down for a few days." Fang Yan turned off the TV, then put the remote control board on the table next to him, turned his head and spread his hands helplessly.

"Get some rest!" Yan Hongchang smiled, "Next ......"

"Right, I know, I just want to ask, can the curtains be pulled open over there?" Fang Yan said, looking at his right leg that had been suspended, and his tone seemed a little weak.

"Haha! It's not the process, I mean, when you have to transfer to the hospital, it doesn't matter if the curtain is drawn or not. Yan Hongchang said with a smile.

"Transfer?" There was a hint of doubt in Fang Yan's eyes.

"Yes, the field hospital in the CD Military District." Yan Hongchang replied, picked up two cups and went to the water dispenser to pick up two cups, and then handed one to Ling Ya behind him.

"It's not safe here, so the curtains can't be opened yet." Yan Hongchang took a sip before slowly continuing, "Your safety is the most important thing, only when these are settled down, can you do the next thing." ”

"Good ......" dialect lengthened his voice and lay down again.

"Director, everything is ready!" Ling Ya pressed the infinity headset on her ear, put the water cup on the table, and said to Yan Hongchang.

"Go as planned, and inform the people outside that they can come in." Yan Hongchang replied, drinking most of the water left in the cup in one gulp.

"Medical team, you can come in, security team, pay attention to everything outside!" Ling Ya said to the Infinity Headset, and then the door to this ward opened again.

Several doctors and nurses walked up to Fang Yan's bed, and after saying a few words of caution to Fang Yan, they gently lowered their right leg hanging above the bed, and then took the hanging drip and transferred him to the stretcher.

Nodding at Ling Ya and Yan Hongchang, the group walked out carrying the dialect and went directly to the roof of the building.

"Helicopter, ......"

Fang Yan cried softly, tilted his head to look, then retracted his head again, and lay down on the stretcher peacefully.

In the previous training, except for those floating on the sea and those swimming in the water, he basically learned more or less what he flew in the sky and ran underground.

Not to mention anything else, at least some operations such as take-off and landing, he will still be able to do it......

……

Lying on the hospital bed again, the curtains were finally opened, Fang Yan looked at the sun climbing on the top of the mountain outside the window, turned his head to Yan Hongchang and said, "Lend me your phone, I'll call my dad!" ”

"Okay!" Yan Hongchang smiled and pointed to the table next to the dialect, "It is, mobile phones, tablets, and notebooks." ”

"......" Fang Yan was awkwardly silent for a while, he didn't notice the things in the room when he first entered the ward, and he didn't expect the people of Guoan to think so well.

"We still think about these basic things very well." Yan Hongchang smiled, looked at the dialect that picked up the phone, glanced at Ling Ya, and then stood up and walked out together.

"Bang Bang ......"

The voice of bringing the door was very slight, Fang Yan smiled lightly, looked at the colorful glow outside the window, and dialed the most familiar phone number in his memory with his mobile phone.

"Hey, tongues?" A familiar voice came, hoarse and vicissitudes, he tilted his head and put the phone to his ear,

"Why don't you speak? Or is there something wrong with my phone? ”

"No, it's just ......"

"I thought there was something wrong with my phone, but it was time to change it, I used it for two years, and I fell a few times and it didn't work." Laughter came from the microphone, and the dialect listened, and the corners of his mouth also outlined a shallow smile.

"It's time to change, don't you see that the current mobile phones are changed every year, don't save that money." Fang Yan laughed.

"Okay! Yes! Yes! I'll go get another one tomorrow. ”

After the hearty voice came, there was silence in the microphone of the mobile phone, and Fang Yan opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't seem to say anything......

"Are you alright?"

"It's good, I just can't come back......" Fang Yan looked at his right leg that had been re-hung and smiled bitterly.

"It's okay, you're career-oriented now." Fang Jianguo said, seemingly sighing faintly over there, and then continued to smile and ask, "Is there any girl you like?" ”

"No ......" dialect looked a little embarrassed, and the tone of his voice was a little lighter, "Don't ask this every time, this depends on fate, it depends on fate, it depends on fate......"

"By the way, how are you and Aunt Zhou doing now, when are you going to get married?" Fang Yan quickly changed the subject, he knew that if he continued to discuss his girlfriend, his father would definitely have an endless theory called "hands-on practice".

"That's it, it's coming!" Fang Jianguo snorted.

"Okay!" Fang Yan smiled, "Tell me when you get married, and I'll come back." ”

The microphone fell silent again, and after a long time, Fang Jianguo's voice sounded again, old, but full of strength to reply with a word, "Okay!" ”

"Then I, hanging?" Listening to the dialect, he still spit out these two words.

"Stay safe!"

"Be happy......" Fang Yan said, listening to the busy sound coming from the microphone, and the hand holding the mobile phone hung down weakly.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on a corner of the hospital bed, and the remnants of the sun in the distance gradually fell below the horizon......

"Bang Bang!"

The sound of the door opening sounded again, Fang Yan retracted his gaze, looked at the two people in front of the hospital bed, smiled reluctantly, and said softly,

"Let's go through the process......"