An hour later, Wei Fenghua was sent to the ward.

Because it was a minimally invasive surgery, the doctor did not prevent the visit, but explained that he could not stay too long.

Luo Yan and Di Zheng came to the ward.

The windows of the wards were slightly open, and the fresh air drifted in gently with the temperature of the sun.

On the windowsill, a pot of pale pink moon flowers blooms quietly, with dew drops on the petals, like an early morning dream, awakened by the sun.

On the walls of the ward, there are some colorful paintings, which are warm tones, giving a sense of tranquility and serenity.

On the small table next to Wei Fenghua's bed, there was a cup of hot tea, exuding a faint fragrance of tea.

He seemed to be in good spirits.

It doesn't look like he's just had surgery.

When Luo Yan and the others came in, he had just taken a sip of tea.

"You're coming."

"It's just a minor operation."

"You don't have to make a trip." Wei Fenghua pointed to the chair next to him and motioned for the two to sit down.

Di Zheng stood beside the bed and said with a smile, "I didn't come here on purpose, I happened to have nothing at hand, so I came over to take a look."

Luo Yan said, "Teacher, how do you feel?"

"Not bad."

Wei Fenghua said with a smile, "During the operation just now, they gave me anesthesia."

"I took a nap."

"It turned out to be a dream."

"It's been a long time since I've dreamed."

Di Zheng picked up an apple on the table and peeled it, and asked casually, "What did you dream of?"

"I dreamed that I was flying a kite in the park when I was a child, I ran and ran, and the kite flew and flew in the sky, and then my dad suddenly appeared, grabbed my kite, and scolded me for being too naughty and not looking at it."

"He's always been very strict, and I was always afraid of him when I was a kid."

Wei Fenghua's eyes were slightly gloomy.

"But now, I want to scold him and scold me, and I don't have a chance."

Di Zheng's movements paused, and then continued to peel the apple.

"If only he knew what you have accomplished now."

"He'll be proud of you."

Wei Fenghua smiled and said, "He's a very ordinary person."

"Conscientious, industrious and simple."

"Won't make any big senses."

"I'm usually very serious and doesn't smile."

"When I was younger, I just wanted to get as far away from him as possible."

"But when the Behemoth Plague occurs, I wish I had him by his side."

"Eventually, he left, which I regret."

"I regret that I didn't cherish the moments I spent with him."

"People always wait until they lose to understand the value of what they have."

He looked at Luo Yan, coughed twice, and said.

"So Xiao Yan, cherish the people in front of you, and don't wait until you lose them to miss them."

"Let's eat apples."

Di Zheng handed over the peeled apple.

At this time, Shi Haoting appeared outside the ward and gestured to Di Zheng.

Di Zheng patted Wei Fenghua on the shoulder, and said to Luo Yan, "You talk, I'll go out for a while."

Wei Fenghua took a bite of the apple and said, "Maybe it was the guilt of my father, or the anger of the giant beast, that made me finally participate in that experiment, and explore the limits of empathy between humans and mechas."

"Fortunately, at least the data I collected allowed the Strategy Government to define the safety standard for the depth of empathy."

"It's not in vain."

He put down the apple and looked at the pot of moonflowers by the window.

"I dreamed of my father today, maybe it's an omen."

"Maybe I'll see him soon."

Luo Yan's heart sank, and his hands unconsciously clenched the guardrail of the hospital bed.

"No, Sensei."

"The new drug has worked."

"You'll be fine soon."

"Maybe I can fly a mech again."

Wei Fenghua smiled and said, "Don't be nervous."

"I just felt it."

"Your teacher is not world-weary, but I am looking forward to being able to reunite with my father in a certain world."

"In our hometown, everyone says that when the deadline is approaching, it is good to dream of relatives."

"Because when you are dying, your relatives will come to guide you, so that you will not hesitate and not be afraid."

"So you don't have to worry about me."

"Even if there is a day, I believe that my father will hold my hand tightly and tell me with a serious face, as he did when he was a child."

"What are you afraid of, Dad is here."

After speaking, Wei Fenghua put the apple on the table.

"I'm a little sleepy, I'll sleep."

He closed his eyes and smiled.

Luo Yan chuckled in his heart, stood up, and whispered nervously, "Teacher, Teacher Wei Fenghua?"

"I'm not dead."

"I'm really sleepy."

"Go back, don't come to the hospital to see me, don't waste time."

"If I have time, I will spend it on cultivation, and I will go back to the academy myself in two days." Wei Fenghua closed his eyes, then turned over and fell into a deep sleep.

Listening to the sound of his even breathing, Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Walking out of the ward, Luo Yan saw Di Zheng smoking a smoky cigarette by the window.

Next to the window, there were already several cigarette butts.

Seeing those cigarette butts, Luo Yangang's heart suddenly hung again.

"Captain."

Hearing Luo Yan's voice, Di Zheng turned his head, then grabbed those cigarette butts and threw them into the trash can next to him.

"Are you going back to college?"

"I'll send you."

He didn't go in to see Wei Fenghua, so he walked away.

Di Zheng's appearance made Luo Yan's mood heavier and heavier.

Luo Yan hurriedly followed.

Left the hospital.

Di Zheng drove Luo Yan to the Hundred Battles Academy.

Both were silent in the car.

It took a while.

Di Zhengcai said, "Failed."

Luo Yan looked up sharply.

Di Zheng slammed the steering wheel with his fist hatefully, causing the car to jolt.

He continued.

"Mr. Shi told me just now that the [Regener] only temporarily stimulated the organs of Xia Fenghua."

"It did work for a while."

"But after the operation, Fenghua's value began to drop again, which shows that the [regenerative agent] did not reverse his condition."

"It only acts as a buffer."

"Mr. Shi has rushed back to the Strategy Mansion to study how to improve the [Regenerating]."

"But he also says that inspiration is important."

"Maybe you can think of a way to improve it in the next second, maybe .........."

He didn't go on the next sentence.

After a while.

Di Zhengcai said, "In short, we must be prepared to lose our elegance at any time."

"Besides, there's something for you."

Luo Yan looked at him.

Di Zheng looked ahead and said, "After the Lantern Festival, Fenghua submitted an application to join the regiment."

"He said, even if you die."

"Before he died, he wanted to pilot the mech again."

"He said."

"He doesn't want to die in a hospital bed."

"If you want to die, you will die on the battlefield."

Di Zheng took a deep breath: "I have already agreed, and I have prepared a mecha for him."

"His mecha is called, Wu Hook."

"Why don't you take a Wu hook and collect it

Guanshan Fifty Prefectures."

"Fenghua, he has always been haunted by the inability to drive the mecha to expel the giant beast and regain the surface."

"I hope this mecha can make up for his regrets a little."