Chapter 182: God's Baptism
"Here?"
I pointed to the ground.
"Of course." He nodded: "If you are willing to change outside, if you have this habit of exposing your body, I won't mind, well, it's like my cleanliness, I'll sympathize with you." β
"I'm not sick."
Picking up the armed uniform that was resting on the conference table, he inadvertently found that the uniform seemed to be very heavy, and couldn't help but look up at him: "You poured lead into your clothes?" β
He shook his head: "This is a top-notch bulletproof uniform set, but it is worth much more than the sloppy clothes you wear, you know, this set is worth at least millions in a disaster." β
"Is that an exaggeration?"
I turned my back to Yu and took off my clothes neatly, leaving only a cardigan and pants.
"Of course, if it wasn't too heavy, I'd be happy to wear it on my body." Wang Jian nodded.
I put the black uniform on my body, and it looks no different from other combat uniforms, but as long as I put it on my body, I can feel that its weight is really not something that ordinary people can bear.
"Thank you."
I thanked him, pulled at my collar in satisfaction, wrapped my belt, and draped the general's coat over my body.
Wang Jian kicked the white suit on the ground, threw me a bottle of water, and said in disgust: "Wipe your feet before putting on your shoes." β
"It's time for you to ask Adaline to treat you, if you're sick, you'll have to treat it."
I shrugged my shoulders, unscrewed the water bottle and poured it on my feet, then dried it off in his suit, put on the socks his men had given me, and then put on the boots that looked like they were made of steel, which I thought must have been filled with lead.
But he didn't pay attention to me, and continued to make a phone call, a call about supplies.
"I'll lend you that number." He cocked up a finger and repeated, "It's borrowed." β
"A ton? Well, I know it's borrowed. I shrugged.
"Ten tons." He said in a flat tone, and then paused: "Well, it seems that I shouldn't have borrowed so much, if you can't pay it, then I will suffer too much." β
"Heroes are all talkers, aren't they? Well, I admire your vision, upfront investment is important. I complimented him, "Of course, I hope you can discuss it with the guards, otherwise I am afraid that they will take it down."
"I don't need you to remind you of this." He waved his hand: "Tell your men to follow the heroic warriors outside the door to carry supplies." β
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I made a gesture, opened the door of the conference room, and commanded Zheng Jie, before I could enjoy Zheng Jie's admiring gaze for a few more minutes, Wang Jian's people took them away.
"Bang bang."
As soon as I closed the door, there was another knock, and I had to open it again, oh, it was Adaline, and she seemed to be dressed in a white lab coat that a doctor would wear.
She took off her disposable medical gloves, threw them into the trash basket next to her, and said to me apologetically, "I'm sorry, Zhou." We felt very troubled by the illness of that lovely little girl. β
"What's wrong?"
My heart pounded.
"She may have severe autism, which is very similar to that of a vegetative person, but it's not brain death, it's that she turns off her body and the perception of the outside world, forcing herself not to wake up." Adaline explained.
"Don't wake yourself up?" I heard it a little foggy.
To put it simply, that's it, she doesn't want to wake up, so she just keeps falling asleep. This is a very fearful and fearful illness of something or a memory, and she should have suffered unimaginable mental torture before that. Adaline sighed, "What a poor child, it's hard to imagine what kind of pain she had suffered before this, she was so young. β
"Thank you."
My heart is very heavy, is it possible that the little girl is hopeless?
"No, Zhou, she can still be saved." Adaline seemed to sense my thoughts and explained: "After all, she is not brain dead, but subconsciously does not want to wake up, if she wants to, she can wake up at any time, but this time is uncertain, and she may not wake up until she dies." β
"Whew."
I exhaled, "Thank you anyway." β
"You're welcome Zhou, you are a very kind person, and besides, that little girl is very cute, I am willing to help her." Adaline was modest.
"And her limbs?" I continued to ask.
Adaline nodded: "Don't worry, Zhou, I can assure you of this, her limbs will recover in about a week, I just did a simple examination on her, and found that her recovery ability is different from ordinary people, and she should have been baptized by Godγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ» oh, what I call 'God's baptism' is golden radiation, I think it is God's gift to mankind to overcome disasters and suffering." β
"Thank you, I agree with you."
Again, I nodded my head in thanks, even though I knew what the reason for the so-called 'baptism of God'.
"Well, we're going to perform a split grafting operation on the little girl's hands and feet right away, so we're here to let you know and want to get your exact reply, oh, of course, it's free." Adaline said, seeing that I agreed with her, her polite smile was clearly much more sincere.
"I agree to the operation, thank you for your hard work." I nodded and shook her hand again to express my sincerest gratitude.
She smiled gracefully and kindly, "You're welcome, Zhou." β
With that, he turned and left.
"Well, she's such a kind girl." I tilted my head and glanced at her.
"Well, externally, that's true." He picked up his glass and poured half a glass of wine.
"The cabbage was arched by the pig." I disgusted him.
Wang Jian didn't mind at all and raised the wine glass in his hand to me: "Can I take it as your compliment?" Of course, you can use a more appropriate word, such as: "Heroic beauty..."
"Huh."
I didn't respond to him sensibly, this guy couldn't boast, and as soon as he boasted, he hit the snake and flew into the sky.
"Alright, there's nothing to do, you can go." He ordered the eviction.
"No problem, after all, you're not a beauty, I feel bad when I stay for a while, and I feel uncomfortable." I got up from my leather chair and shook my neck with a 'bouncing' sound.
"If someone outside hears it, I'm afraid you'll be torn apart alive by them." Wang Jian glanced at me: "Do you know that your attitude makes people very unhappy, I feel that dealing with you is completely a wrong choice." β
"Well, I think I'm glad you're upset." I waved my hand: "Let's go, I won't bother you to send it off." β
With that, he opened the door and walked out.
"Captain."
Out of Wang Jian's territory, Zheng Jie and a few people are waiting for me, there are some changes in tone and eyes, well, I think this change is conducive to me turning the Feihe team into my own Yiyantang, of course, although I admit that I like to engage in Yiyantang, but I will also be happy to accept the opinions or suggestions given to me by others.
"Why was she hostile to me just now?"
Sitting in the car, Yu suddenly asked me like a stuffy gourd. She was supposed to be Adaline.
I pinched her delicate and fair face: "This is an esoteric question, you don't have to think about it so much, she misunderstood something, of course, she apologized to you afterwards, but she didn't show it." β
She was silent, as if she was trying to digest what I told her, but she was indeed becoming more and more human, and this change made me happy at the same time, but I was also worried about when she would completely regain her memory.
We moved the ten tons of food back to the camp, Zheng Jie told me that one ton of the ten tons of food is compressed biscuits, but I didn't mind, although compressed biscuits are not appetizing, but they are easy to carry, very convenient, and enough to eat for a long time, especially when I leave tomorrow, I will tell the team members to bring compressed biscuits for dry food.
The arrival of ten tons of grain at the camp caused cheers from the big guys, and under their reverent gazes, I smiled and returned to my room.
When he opened the door, he was in a daze, and when he saw me coming back, he raised his head and glanced at me, and asked angrily, with a somewhat dissatisfied tone: "Where did you take her?" β
"Who is she?"
I'm a little puzzled.
"She!"
Silly Dali made a hesitant gesture, and it took me a long time to understand that it turned out that Silly Dali was talking about the little girl: "What? Why do you care about her? β
The stupid face suddenly turned redγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»
My heart immediately pounded γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ» brokenγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»