Looking at the white sheets and ceiling in front of him, Lin Fan was stunned.
"Are you having a nightmare?" Father Zhang, who was peeling an apple on the side, frowned and looked at Lin Fan: "Don't worry, dad is here."
Dad is here.
This sound made Lin Fan feel extremely at ease, as if even if Klein came again, as long as this ordinary human being was here, he didn't need to be afraid.
Even though they are just ordinary human beings.
But parents are their children's biggest safe haven, and they are also Lin Fan's belief that he will fight to the end every time!
"Huh." Lin Fan looked at his dark right hand, "It's okay. Fortunately, it was just a dream."
In Lin Fan's heart, a strange laughter came: "Haha, this is not just a dream. Boy, sooner or later, you will give in to me..."
"Shut up!" Lin Fan said coldly.
Father Zhang, who was peeling an apple, was stunned: "Ah? Xiaofan, are you confused? You thought that if you become the commander-in-chief, I wouldn't dare to whip you, right?"
"No, Dad, you misunderstood..." Lin Fan was about to explain, when his dark right hand suddenly extended his middle finger to Zhang's father.
Father Zhang suddenly became furious: "Look at the sign!"
Seven wolves!
As Father Zhang said, he stood up and unbuttoned his belt!
"Dad, I didn't mean you...don't worry about this broken hand for now, there's something wrong with it!" Lin Fan quickly covered his right hand with a quilt, changed the subject and said, "Dad, why are you here?"
"I can't come and see you anymore?" Father Zhang frowned and looked at Lin Fan, "Your hand...forget it, I feel relieved to see you wake up and let's go."
He knows that his children have more important things to do now.
Father Zhang pretended not to care and walked out of the medical room, but in the end he couldn't help but look back, glanced at his child, and said with a smile: "Remember to eat the apples on the table."
After saying that, Father Zhang opened the door and left.
"You obviously care about me, but you still pretend to be like this..." Lin Fan sighed helplessly, picked up the apple and took a bite.
At this moment, it seemed that all the hard work was worth it, and the wounds all over my body no longer hurt.
These people are the reason for fighting!
suddenly.
"Snapped!"
The right hand knocked the apple in the left hand to the ground.
"You're almost done!" Lin Fan picked up the Shura Sword with his left hand and held it against his right hand: "Believe it or not, I will chop you up!"
"hehe……"
The weird laughter appeared again, and his dark right hand gave Lin Fan a middle finger.
Lin Fan: "..."
"In short, my bottom line is that when I hold the knife, you are not allowed to let go. When I salute, you are not allowed to cause trouble." Lin Fan said in a solemn voice: "Otherwise, I will really chop off this hand. Do you believe it or not?"
?”
At this moment, the ghost and god said nothing, and Shura's hands were extremely quiet.
It seemed that even the ghost knew that this young man was serious.
For Lin Fan, the biggest role of his right hand is to hold a knife for Daxia and to salute Daxia!
This is not allowed to cause trouble, not even by ghosts and gods!
suddenly.
"Squeak~"
Zhang Chengfeng pushed the door open and walked in. He was slightly startled when he saw Lin Fan fighting with each other, and then said: "Are you awake?"
"How long have I been sleeping?" Lin Fan stopped entangled with Shura's hand and asked directly.
"Fourteen hours, it's eight o'clock in the morning now." Zhang Chengfeng said this and paused: "Can you stop showing me your middle finger with your right hand? I know I can't beat you, and I also know you have Shura.
Hand, but can you stop mocking me like that..."
Lin Fan: "... Such a broken hand!"
"Haha, actually I also know that there is something wrong with this hand." Zhang Chengfeng sighed: "I have tried my best to help you treat it, but I can't solve the problem with this hand."
Lin Fan nodded.
Of course Mr. Zhang can't solve it.
Although Mr. Zhang has extremely strong medical skills and has the inheritance of the Holy Hand Hua Tuo, the problem with Lin Fan's Shura Hand is not about flesh and blood, but about his soul!
Sacrifice your soul!
Now, this hand is the hand of ghosts and gods!
"At least he and I are consistent in our attitude towards killing gods. If I die at the hands of a god, he will die too." Lin Fan said with a smile, "So, it's not a big problem at the moment."
"How are the other people's responses?" Lin Fan suddenly asked worriedly.
That battle was particularly brutal!
Compassion for death!
The other patron saints were also injured and exhausted, especially Bai Qi, who almost killed Atode with his last breath.
Mr. Zhang frowned and said, "Are you doubting my medical skills?"
Lin Fan immediately felt relieved.
Mr. Zhang’s medical skills are definitely not for show!
Coupled with the eight-hour mandatory immortality of the Great Steel Wall, as long as you can reach the Great Steel Wall alive, nothing will happen!
"Yes." Zhang Chengfeng nodded: "Can you stand up now? Something happened."
Lin Fan felt it.
Although the wounds are still a little painful, they have all been sutured, and with the physical fitness and recovery ability of a god who has become a god, some wounds have begun to heal.
Lin Fan stood up slowly and shook his wrist: "As long as it's not a life and death battle, there should be no problem."
"It's not a battle." Zhang Chengfeng said with a smile: "In an hour, the National Council will hold a meeting, and military representatives and patron saints will all participate."
"Discuss some things to do next, such as Zilu and Lu Bu, such as the freedom fighters, such as the transportation and arrangements of the Universe Kingdom..."
"You'd better take a trip."
Lin Fan nodded, picked up the Shura Sword, and followed Mr. Zhang out of the door.
Outside the medical room, many injured soldiers were wearing bandages and talking. They were stunned when they saw Lin Fan, and then shouted loudly: "I've seen the commander-in-chief!"
"Well, thank you for your hard work this time." Lin Fan nodded and bowed slightly: "Thank you, Daxia!"
"Thank you, boss," a soldier said with a smile: "We are all from Daxia. If the gods invade this land, if we don't fight, who will fight? Do you expect a free country?"
"That's right, this is our home and this is our responsibility! Thank you for your help!"
"If we don't fight, our parents, relatives, wives, children, and friends will all die! Even if we are not allowed to go up, we will all have to rush forward!"
"Boss, you are right to say this. You are the one who deserves to be thanked the most! All the people of Daxia should thank you!"
"Thank you, boss!"
The soldiers, big and small, were joking.
Lin Fan helplessly kicked the soldier who was leading the heckles and scolded with a smile: "You are the only one who is quick to talk!"
Immediately, Lin Fan saluted: "Okay, I'm still busy. You guys recover well and wait to continue fighting side by side with you!"
"Yes!" The soldiers also saluted.
"When we recover, we will continue to fight side by side with you!"
"I will definitely eat two more pounds of fish tonight, recover as soon as possible, and continue to fight with you!"
"Commander-in-Chief, please hurry up and get busy! Don't worry about us, we are eating well now!"
As the soldiers shouted, Lin Fan turned around and walked into the elevator with Zhang Chengfeng.
The highest command center, in the conference room.
In the starry night, the Blood Demon King Tiger, the Killing God Bai Qi, and countless ways, I don’t know that Mr. Xiang and others are already seated.
Although everyone was wearing bandages, it had to be said that Zhang Chengfeng's medical skills were indeed amazing. Coupled with the delay in the death of the Great Steel Wall, everyone's breath returned to stability even though they were still a little weak.
Especially Bai Qi, who was obviously the most seriously injured, but has fully recovered, and is completely like an invincible little strongman.
Even the strength is even higher than before!
Eighth level!
He was already in deep sleep, the God of Death passed down through the ages. During his sleep, he accumulated the power of faith given to him by generations of Daxia people in his body. Through this battle, those faiths were absorbed and digested by him again.
Daji has also entered the seventh level, mainly because her reputation in Daxia is not very good, and she does not have much power of faith accumulated in her body during her sleep...
Lu Bu and Zi Lu did not come. After all, they were ancestors who had just awakened. Moreover, arrangements for them would also be discussed in this meeting, so of course they had to avoid suspicion.
In addition, all the patron saints are sitting on their seats.
Elder Jin, Elder Chen, Shang Weitian and other important officials were also there. Everyone looked a little tired, and Shang Weitian's eyes were even darker, but they all kept their spirits up.
In addition, there is one person.
Lao Li.
That is, the former leader of the Universe Kingdom.
At the head of the conference table is the old man, the seat of the Great Xia Kingdom!
Even if he is just sitting there without saying a word, he looks majestic but not angry, as calm as a mountain.
"Except for Lin Fan who is still sleeping and Mr. Zhang who is taking care of Lin Fan, the rest are almost here," Shang Weitian stood up and said slowly: "Then we can start..."
The words have not yet fallen.
"Squeak~"
The door opened.
Lin Fan opened the door awkwardly and raised his hands to say hello: "Well, everyone, I'm sorry, I'm late."
Xingye and others looked back, and their faces lit up when they saw Lin Fan waking up.
But then, his expression turned weird.
The air is a little quiet.
Shang Weitian was silent for a moment and nodded: "I can understand that you are happy to see us, but can you please stop using your middle finger to greet us with your right hand..."
Lin Fan: "... Such a broken hand!"
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