Peng Yue tidied up the shelves, and after he walked out in a wheelchair, he said with a smile: "Uncle Song, you came early today." ”

The old man called Uncle Song sat on the chair in the duty room, and after registering today's shift time, he said, "I just went out today and didn't come home, so I came over directly." ”

Afterwards, he saw Jiang Fan who was following behind Peng Yue.

Uncle Song said, "Xiao Peng, do you have a friend coming over today?" Or is it a researcher who comes to pick up something? ”

Peng Yue hurriedly said: "This is the special forces of the ninth squadron of this year's ace force, and they came to me for something." ”

Uncle Song pushed his glasses and glanced at Jiang Fan, feeling that he seemed familiar.

Uncle Song was also a special soldier in the army when he was young, but later he changed jobs and stayed in other areas, and then he was old, let him take care of the warehouse, he did things carefully, and his memory was good, but when he was old, he was definitely not as good as his head when he was young.

In less than three seconds, he immediately remembered where he had seen Jiang Fan's face.

He pushed his glasses and said, "The Ninth Squadron of the Ace Force, you are a special forces soldier who went on a mission some time ago, right?" I didn't read the name carefully, but I heard that you operated on six other people on the plane? ”

Jiang Fan didn't expect this old man to know so much when he looked at his unsightly appearance.

Peng Yue still knew Jiang Fan's deeds from other people, and looked at Jiang Fan in shock: "You still have surgery?" What the hell do you do? ”

Jiang Fan laughed embarrassedly: "I actually know a little bit of everything, but it's all skin, if you are interested in talking to you alone later, don't waste time today." ”

When Uncle Song listened to him, he knew that he had guessed eight or nine.

He smiled and said, "It's really young and promising, it's good, you guys go and get busy." ”

Peng Yue handed the materials filled in by Jiang Fan just now to Uncle Song and said, "Uncle Song, you help me put them in the drawer." ”

Uncle Song took it and glanced at it, then asked, "What is this?" ”

Jiang Fan said bluntly: "These are some of the materials I want, Brother Peng said that you may need to go through the application." ”

Peng Yue explained: "He is the system of the medical building, which is different from ours, so I have to ask tomorrow." ”

But Uncle Song smiled and said, "A lot of things here are for scientific research, young man, do you still know this?" ”

Jiang Fan didn't expect that this Uncle Song would know so much, and sure enough, the person who could stay in the ace army, even if it was an uncle who watched the warehouse, might be a Shaolin sweeping monk.

Jiang Fan said: "Yes, some scientific research projects have been involved recently, and these materials that I happened to see today may be able to be used." ”

Uncle Song's eyes were full of approval when he looked at Jiang Fan.

He pushed his glasses, looked at them more carefully, and then said, "Leave this to me, I can still help you a little in this field." ”

Peng Yue didn't expect Uncle Song to take the initiative to help, so he hurriedly pulled Jiang Fan and said, "Jiang Fan, thank Uncle Song quickly, he must be fine if he says this." ”

After Jiang Fan thanked him, he kept wondering if he had seen Uncle Song before?

As he struggled to search for memories of the past few days, it suddenly occurred to him that he had actually had a relationship with him, when he was talking on the phone in the corridor of the medical building, an uncle wearing a mask walked past him, and the other party looked at him at that time.

Thinking about it carefully today, although the other party is wearing a mask, the shape of the eyebrows and eyes is exactly the same.

When he left, Jiang Fan wanted to subconsciously push the wheelchair, but he noticed that Peng Yue always wanted to keep moving forward side by side with him, and it was estimated that he was also very resistant to Jiang Fan treating him as a waste.

Jiang Fan asked, "Who is Uncle Song?" Is he so powerful? ”

Peng Yue said: "Uncle Song was a group of special forces very early, and he was also injured later, injured his internal organs, and stayed in the hospital for a long time, and then changed jobs. ”

"The medical conditions were not good at that time, and the sequelae were so serious that he had to carry oxygen almost when he went out for several years, and he had to wear a mask when the weather was a little worse. His situation at that time is now and there must be no sequelae at all. ”

"Uncle Song is very good, but he is not in good health, and now he always has to go to the hospital."

That would explain why Jiang Fan saw him in the hospital, but the entire base went to the infirmary building when they were sick, and it was not strange to see anyone.

Then, Jiang Fan said, "Then I'll see if I can help Uncle Song check his body in a few days." ”

Peng Yue said: "Hey, I understand your kindness, Uncle Song's body is checked every three months, and there is nothing new, but it is an old problem, and it is not easy to treat it." ”

"And I'm getting older, and it's risky for people in this age group to have surgery, so I can only rely on medicine."

Jiang Fan said: "I have a bottom in my heart for the inspection, it just so happens that the director is still researching relevant medicines, and I will see if I can help him." ”

Peng Yue was very surprised, he didn't expect Jiang Fan to bother so much about someone who only had one side.

He couldn't hide the doubt in his eyes and asked, "Are you so attentive to everyone?" ”

Jiang Fan said with a smile: "Actually, I think science and technology are going to progress, and if I have the energy and ability, I am willing to pay more to help those in need." Maybe that medicine can improve Uncle Song's current situation and make him live a long life. ”

"It may also help more people in need, but I'm too whimsical right now, so let's wait until it's really studied."

Peng Yue looked at Jiang Fan's expression, he was very sincere, and when he said this, it was like he was talking about his dream at his fingertips.

Those words seemed to come out of his mouth, not false, but really what he could do with all his might.

He was very surprised and said, "Jiang Fan, you are quite surprising. Why do you want to have a prosthetic? Aren't the special forces all busy training? ”

Jiang Fan smiled and smiled, his expression suddenly solemn: "It's because I performed a task some time ago, I found that training is indeed a very important thing, but if you only improve yourself, it is far from enough." ”

"Our three men from the 9th Squadron were in charge of the rescue, and when we arrived, we found that the seniors of the 3rd Squadron were tortured and had their hands and feet broken."

When he heard Jiang Fan's heavy description, Peng Yue grabbed the hand of the wheelchair control lever and used force until the joints turned white. His brow furrowed, as if he thought of some unbearable past.

Jiang Fan noticed his emotions and hurriedly said, "Are you okay?" Did I say something that you didn't listen to? ”

In fact, after experiencing battlefield injuries, many people also develop psychological diseases, and some people may not have suffered serious external injuries, but they are so tormented that they can no longer step into the battlefield.