Fang Zhao looked up at the monitor, lowered his head and continued to write quickly.

"Well, contact that nurse and tell her not to disturb Fang Zhao. I guess that kid is composing a song." The security captain grabbed his hair and decided to go back and continue to sleep.

They knew that Fang Zhao might spread out his small notebook anytime and anywhere and write music scores that they didn't know. This behavior seemed a bit strange to them, but it was understandable that people who were engaged in art had such personality.

They knew about Fang Zhao, and they were also told by the superiors that if there was no important matter in this situation, don’t bother Fang Zhao. After all, Fang Zhao was also the benefactor of all the troops stationed in the former Baiji Star Base, and it was difficult for them to interrupt the composer’s inspiration.

The hospital was always staring at Fang Zhao's nurse vigilantly. Before the security team came to come to arrest people, she waited for the security team's call and asked her and her colleagues not to disturb each other.

What the hell?

Usually, the people from this security team are not very arrogant, so why are you scared today?

"You just came and don't know him, it's understandable." The young man from the security team explained patiently on the phone.

"Who is he?" the nurse was curious.

"He is Fang Zhao."

“…Which side summons?”

"Our military region, no, we should say, which Fangzhao is there in Baijixing?"

"It's just... it's him... I'm sorry, I didn't see my face, I didn't know it was Fang Zhao." The new nurse's face turned red and full of shame, "But why is he sitting there? What are he writing?"

"You may not believe it, he is composing the song."
Chapter completed!