"Notify Tie Lv, send the ticket within half an hour, notify the Outer Mongolia branch, and be ready to receive him." Shalang pulled off the syringe on his body and jumped out of the hospital bed.
He has been in a coma for eighteen months, and has been in silence for eighteen months. His body functions have almost been paralyzed, and his passion and evil intentions have almost dried up. But Shalang is Shalang after all, he is the captain of the guards of the Tianmen Sect Master, and he is the Tianmen Sect Master.
Evil heart fleas in.
He did not allow himself to enjoy himself in the ward and waste time doing nothing here. Especially after learning about the Outer Mongolian incident and the collective expedition of the eight tribes to the north, he was even more unable to remain calm.
Fortunately, during the eighteen-month coma, he had recovered from both internal and external injuries. After more than a month of recuperation, his dazed consciousness became clearer. He was confident that nothing serious was wrong and he should be able to set foot on the battlefield again.
"Do you have to leave today in a hurry? Your current physical condition is best to rest for a while. Half a month is barely enough, and a month is best. Do you think... should you consider it?" The dean led a group of directors in pain.
Ku insists that they are first responsible for the health of Desalang.
Although Shalang seems to be in no serious condition now, after all, he suffered severe injuries and was in a coma for fourteen months. It is inevitable that there will be problems with his body function, and his injured brain needs further observation. Even Shalang feels
Real recovery requires a final comprehensive physical examination before being allowed to leave.
This is the hospital's rule and their responsibility. After all, Shalang's identity and status are extraordinary, so they cannot afford to be careless.
"No need, bring my clothes." Shalang moved his feet and legs, feeling the power contained in them, his eyes gradually returned to sharpness!
"Hey, here it is." Yiyi quickly handed it over.
"You!!" The dean snatched it away, glared at Yiyi fiercely, and shouted in a low voice: "What trouble are you making!"
"I..." Yiyi pouted and muttered a few words in grievance.
"How about waiting another ten days? Let's conduct a comprehensive physical examination to see if there are any special circumstances." The dean gritted his teeth and chose to give in. This was his bottom line.
"Ten days? Ten days for a physical examination?" Sha Lang glanced at him coldly and took the clothes casually.
The dean subconsciously wanted to take it back, but Shalang glared and pushed him back. "I'm very healthy, no need to check."
"How about... five days?" The dean had no choice but to give in again. He really didn't dare to let Shalang leave without the health results of a comprehensive examination.
Sha Lang frowned slightly: "Are you doctors so verbose? Believe it or not, I will kick you out."
The dean smiled bitterly and said: "We have our own reasons for our responsibilities."
"As members of the Tianmen, the first duty you have to abide by is...obey orders! Now, I order you to get out!"
"You old man, please be considerate and considerate of us. Give me a day to check and check. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, my little life will really not be able to withstand the torment."
Sha Lang narrowed his eyes and stared at the dean. After a moment, he raised his hand to help him adjust his collar, and his tone softened slightly: "Dean, thank you for your treatment and care of me, and thank you for your responsibility to me. For your difficulties,
I understand too.
But...I am not only your patient, but also the captain of the guard of Brother Cheng and the general of Tianmen. You have your responsibilities, and I have my mission. Now, I am needed there, and it is absolutely impossible for me to stay.
Here. What I mean, do you understand?"
"I..." Just as the dean was about to speak, Sha Lang's eyes narrowed slightly. The hand that was arranging his clothes a second ago was slapped on the dean's mouth. His eyes and expression became colder little by little.
The strength gradually increased, and he pressed the dean and slowly stepped back.
"Don't...don't be nervous...we really don't mean any harm." Many department directors panicked and hurriedly tried to persuade them.
As high-level officials of the hospital and members of the Eight-Department War Preparedness Department, they are all real members of the Tianmen Department, so of course they know what kind of person Shalang is.
One of the ten gate generals of Tianmen, Captain of the Guards, Di Cheng may not seem to have a big position, but his status is extremely noble, comparable to the deputy commanders of the eight tribes. What's more, he is also arrogant, evil-minded, and cold-blooded.
Zhi Shalang has never had a good temper. If he is really angered, he might do something.
"I appreciate your persistence. Everything that is too much is not beautiful. Do you understand what you mean?" Shalang pushed the dean to the door of the ward. He was grateful to the doctors who saved him and did not mind staying here.
Treatment, but the situation in Outer Mongolia clamped his heart like an iron hook. He really couldn't calm down and could not persuade himself to rest and recuperate here.
The dean did not dare to look into Sha Lang's cold eyes, nodded helplessly, and finally chose to give up.
"Thank you." Shalang let go.
"I'm going to prepare some medicine. If you feel dizzy, have blurred vision, or have difficulty concentrating on the way, take something appropriately." The dean stopped insisting, sighed and shook his head, signaling for everyone else to leave the ward.
The directors of various departments no longer insisted and had to leave the ward.
"Yiyi, let's go, what are you doing?" Director Li walked to the door and suddenly found that girl Yiyi stepping back like a thief.
Yiyi's cheeks were slightly red, and she deliberately pretended not to hear anything. Instead, she walked to the hospital bed and started arranging the medicines.
"Yiyi! Make trouble again, come out." Director Li's face darkened.
The directors of other departments looked back, and after being surprised, they couldn't help but smile. They quietly pulled Director Li down and whispered: "You are just messing around. Go away. Stop barking."
"ah?"
"Let's go." Others pulled the confused Director Li out of the ward.
"I...I'll help you sort out your clothes." Yiyi lowered her head and saw that the outsiders had left, and quickly walked to Shalang's side.
"No, do it yourself." Sha Lang didn't care about Yiyi's existence. He put on his clothes, walked to the desk, and took out a weapon that he hadn't touched for a long time.
One is a tungsten-forged foot pin cone, and the other is a tungsten-forged stab leg guard. Like Ba Dao Huangquan, they were both forged by someone at the same time. It’s just that I have been deliberately training my legs for a long time, and I don’t want to rely on outsiders.
It was used as a material to shock people, so it was almost never used after it was made.
I suddenly remembered it some time ago, so I sent someone to bring it from home.
Sha Lang's fingertips lightly traced the surface of the weapon, feeling the tenacity and sharpness. His eyes were a little complicated, and he couldn't help but recall various scenes from the past, recalling the days when he followed Di Cheng to fight everywhere.
After sleeping for a year and a half, will anyone forget me?
In one and a half years, to what extent will the brothers grow, and how many will make breakthroughs?
But...I'm back...
I am still me and will always be me. I will not let you underestimate me or let you down.
Brother Cheng, wait for me.
"Brother Shalang, I...that..." Yiyi hesitated for a long time and spoke hesitantly.
"Huh?" Sha Lang replied casually, immersed in his short memories.
"I...my brother...he...he heard...I..." Yiyi's face became redder and redder as she spoke. She twisted her two delicate hands together, and her cheeks were as rosy as apples.
It is really unimaginable that the beauty of Tiancheng Hospital would still be so shy. If the doctors and male nurses who admire her see her, I don’t know how many people will be obsessed with her, and how many people will be heartbroken.
"What did you say?" Sha Lang finally came to his senses, picked up the weapon and began to put it on his legs and feet.
He doesn't know the situation in Outer Mongolia, especially the situation in the past two months, but through the accounts of the Thousand Eyes Troops, 'danger' is absolutely inevitable, and there may be a 'crisis'. He knows his own situation and his own strength.
I also know that before another breakthrough is made, in order to help and achieve some political achievements, I must use some external objects that I can rely on.
"It's nothing, just...just...can we sit together someday. I...and...and that...my brother!" Yiyi struggled for a long time, and finally said it.
He breathed a sigh of relief, his face turned red, and he closed his eyes tightly.
She never thought that she would take the initiative to express something to other men, and she never thought that she would take the initiative on this sensitive topic. Since she was in school, others have always pursued and admired her, who knew...
Yiyi originally wanted to hold on to her pride and let Shalang take the initiative to approach her, but this guy didn't seem to have that intention at all. After waking up, he only moved his legs all day long and just stared at the ceiling in a daze, without even looking at it.
Live yourself.
Is he not interested in women? Yiyi doesn't believe it, and has been testing and observing, and is looking for opportunities to take the initiative to attack, but she still can't get rid of that face.
It seems that Shalang is leaving today, and her brother, who learned that Yiyi is in love, is urging her to take her "lover" home, hoping to see which "lucky guy" can get his precious sister.
So... give it a go!!
While waiting nervously, Yiyi vaguely felt someone standing in front of her. She hesitated a little and tentatively opened her eyes, narrowing her eyes just a little.
Sure enough, Shalang stood in front of him at some point, and he stood very close, especially that face, which was almost in front of him.
Yiyifang's heart was in confusion, she hurriedly took a few steps back, and said coquettishly: "I...just...just asked casually."
Shalang walked up to Yiyi with a half-smile, stretched out his hand to lift her delicate chin, and carefully examined this delicate and beautiful face: "You invite me to dinner?"
"No...just..."
Sha Lang squinted his eyes and looked at her: "Little girl, do you know who I am? Do you know what I do?"
Yiyi blushed with embarrassment, and her unwillingness to admit defeat forced her to look directly into Shalang's eyes. But as soon as their eyes met, her heart became confused again, and she hurriedly dodged away, stumbling and saying: "I know."
Sha Lang smiled: "Do you know the ending of 'The Lamb Plays with the Wolf'?"
"ah?"
"Are you scared?"
"Huh?" Yiyi looked at Shalang strangely.
The smile at the corner of Sha Lang's mouth turned evil. He suddenly lowered his head and lightly touched Yiyi's lips: "Don't regret it."
Yiyi's face turned red and she hurriedly took two steps back, but she didn't go too fast. She screamed and squatted on the hospital bed.
Shalang laughed a few times, picked up his backpack and walked out of the ward, finally saying: "Wait until I come back."
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