Fighting is extremely physically exhausting, especially this time, which is different from the previous ones, so Li Xinyan on the river beach curled up to the side of a huge rock and fell asleep unknowingly. Of course, because of the resistance to sleeping on the cliff of the base 766 before, the wind here is extremely amiable, and the sunshine here cannot be described as "spicy". The gentle sound of the flowing river sounds like a hypnotic note beating, and occasionally a butterfly flies by, which makes this place look like a natural hotbed. In the end, he slept very heavily and relieved.

I don't know how long it took, but when he woke up and got up and touched his side, Tong Liya had long disappeared. Only a bird called a bug and flew out in shock. So he sat on the stone for a while, and made a memo in his mind every moment before his sleep. Making memo in his mind is a long-standing routine. There are actually two purposes. One is the habit after the battle, and review the past to check whether there are any flaws in his actions to prevent the opponent from being caught in future battles. The other is to study the loopholes and advantages of the opponent, learn from them, and increase his knowledge. Naturally, this time the memo is endless aftertaste.

Sun Jiali went to the Ministry of Law, and there was obviously no sign of coming back in a short time. Tong Liya was as enthusiastic as she was, but the fire was gone... it was too fast, and she didn't even understand what was going on with this physical examination. Of course, he didn't know how to explain his suspicion - he was a clone. It seemed that it was more appropriate to ask his attending doctor Sun Jiali, but she was not here now, and there was no good idea for this matter. And this morning... the romantic encounter, and it was even more inappropriate to ask Tong Liya now. Who would like to call the same copy? It was funny to think about it. Of course, no, Li Xinyan, who knew that Tong Liya had already undergone a physical examination for him, felt a little lucky because she had not had a physical examination and was not discovered by Tong Liya.

It seems that everything can only be buried in my heart first.

After thinking about it, Li Xinyan went to the fighting training room. He suddenly remembered a battle with Luo Haicheng, the leader of the Ninth Operations Group that day. For such a fortress-like opponent, he really lacked a plan to defeat him. After all, his main task in the past was to be at the base, and his knowledge was basically concentrated on defense. For offense, his knowledge was pitifully lacking, and he needed to make up for the basic theories and knowledge of offense.

Meanwhile, the central hospital.

The decoration of the General's ward in the central hospital can only be described as "luxury". It is said that when the General's ward was built, the engineers who just built the tunnel dug up gold mines underground. Since the underground world did not need to use currency, these golds could not enter the currency field. The military head waved his pen and directly marked the gold into the column of decorative materials. However, the underground world did not seem to need a magnificent place. Because it was not necessary to show people, the golds slept in the warehouse for a long time. Then, when the decoration of the place was finally found, it was used in the decoration materials of the ward. According to a general at that time, it was "unable to use these materials in the ward because "no other materials are easy to use", so they had to aggrieved the generals. In the end, the artifacts in the general's ward were basically either gold or gilded.

When the light on the top reflects the golden film on the wall, it is golden in color everywhere. Lin Zicong gave a pertinent evaluation - for those who have silver in their hearts, this is indeed a place where they can sleep and sleep well, and he himself is such a person who has costs in their hearts and silver in their eyes.

Because the injury was on his back, Lin Zicong could only lie down. His adjutant Long Yi crossed his legs on the chair beside the bed, and was opening a document, lying it word by word. Lin Zicong half closed his eyes and listened quietly. Two bottles of medicine were hung on the iron rack beside the bed, one was colorless and the other was yellow, and was slowly flowing into his body through the infusion tube.

After reading a document, Long Yi closed the folder and said, "This notice is over here. Okay, this is the first fifty documents today. Let's process the rest tomorrow, you need to rest."

Lin Zicong opened his eyes and said, "Sit down! Continue! There should be about 150 documents today, and only one-third of them have been processed, continue!"

"General! Whether it is the doctor or me, or even the higher-level people, they all think that with your current situation, you only need to process fifty documents a day, so today's business ends here, and it's time for me to leave. You have a good rest!" After saying that, he turned around, stood up, saluted a military salute, and then slowly walked out of the ward, leaving the stunned Lin Zicong alone in the ward.

"Hey! You are very brave! How dare you disobey my orders! Let's see how I deal with you!" Lin Zicong got up and cursed viciously.

The adjutant did not look timid at all. He turned around and spread his hands, looking helpless, and then turned around and left the ward.

"You're back!" Lin Zicong was a little furious. Although he was injured, his subordinates never dared to violate his orders so much. Because his movements were too violent, the wound on his back was stitched. He took off his strength and fell back into the soft cloud quilt on the hospital bed.

"What? If you are injured, you are not recuperating with your injuries, what do you want to do?" An old figure slowly appeared in the ward. His voice was slightly hoarse, but with irrefutable majesty, which made the light seem to dim. The figure is purely composed of light, and occasionally some slight blank appears in the light. It is a holographic telephone. Only the upper level of the military headquarters has the ability to use these resources. The figure in the holographic telephone looks like he is in his sixties, wearing a military uniform but is very appropriate. Even the belly of an elderly soldier does not appear on him, and the beard on his mouth is extremely stylish.

Under the military cap, the old general's eyes were blocked by the shadow of the brim of the hat, and he could not see clearly the expression on his face and the expression in his eyes.

Lin Zicong snorted coldly from his nose and said, "I am hospitalized instead of being locked in a prison in a military court. Why are there any restrictions on approving documents?"

The old voice sounded without any emotion, like a machine without emotion at all: "You want to lift the restrictions?...Okay, no problem, but if you want to lift the restrictions, first write a report on your injury these days and submit it layer by layer. With the report, everyone knows the reason for your injury. Everyone has no safety issues to evaluate. I will naturally give you any freedom you want, including your freedom to process documents."

Lin Zicong was slightly angry, but he flattened his mouth and said nothing. He only pinched the pencil that the adjutant neglected and did not take away in two pieces.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!