Everyone subconsciously thought that the thorn under Lu Dingyuan's hand was a man. Just hearing about Fa Xiao's tragic experience, they all felt that he had a headache.
Yang Haijun, who also led the troops, showed a very frightened expression after hearing what Lu Dingyuan had experienced.
He said happily: "Fortunately, I don't have such soldiers under my command, otherwise he would be absolutely furious!
More than just pricking his head? This is simply a hedgehog, it's prickly in the hand! "
Now it seems that their arrangement was absolutely correct.
With such a terrible subordinate making trouble every day, he definitely doesn't have time to arrange his own personal problems at this young age. It's time to start a family and find someone to take care of him.
Song Qinghe, who was sitting in the passenger seat, watched the discussion with a cold eye. His eyes fell on Lu Dingyuan's helpless face, and he did not comment on other people's comments.
Why does he think that he is quite enjoying it at this young age?
If you really hate it, will you clean up his mess again and again, until you are exhausted?
That guy is obviously looking for trouble at first glance, right?
With Dingyuan's character, he might have already repaired people to the point where he no longer dares to make mistakes. Could it be that he had some other psychological problems due to the torment of life at such a young age?
He thought for a while and asked aloud: "Last time you asked me to help you find a neurologist, was it for her nephew?"
Lu Dingyuan admitted frankly, "Yes."
Song Qinghe was the chief physician of Xia Hongjun. When Xia Hongjun asked him to find a doctor, he was the first person he thought of.
Song Qinghe nodded lightly, "I heard you said that doctors from the United States came to treat him. How is the treatment now?"
Lu Dingyuan: “I had a minor surgery before.
The doctor said that if you take the special medicine on time and follow up regularly, you can expect to be cured.
He will come over for a follow-up examination of the child after a while. "
When Song Qinghe heard this, he remembered the answer he had heard from domestic experts before, "There is a 90% chance that it cannot be cured." He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "The medical level in the United States is still very good. When can we catch up?" ?”
The people in the car fell silent when they heard what he said, worrying about the future of their motherland, causing them to sigh together.
Although Lu Dingyuan's voice was not loud, his tone was firm enough: "There will always be a day."
Although the future of China is not clear now, there are many scientific researchers like Xia Li who are protected by the organization and working in secret.
Although the odds are slim, if there is a genius like Xia Li in the medical field, China's medical development will definitely advance by leaps and bounds.
Nowadays, all hotels are called state-owned hotels, but there is also a gap between state-owned hotels and state-owned hotels.
Different from the shabby party rooms in the South Island, one of the state-owned hotels in Beijing is the five-story original Beijing Hotel.
Several people entered the booked box together, sat down and started chatting about everyone's recent situation.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
About ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door.
Guo Hongli immediately stood up, smiled and said to the people in the room: "Here he comes!"
Walk to the door in three steps and then open the door.
Standing outside the door was a pretty girl wearing a light pink bragi with two big braids.
With an oval face, peach-shaped eyes, and slightly upturned lips, she looks like a very quiet and lovable girl.
She smiled shyly at Guo Hongli and said a little embarrassedly: "Brother Hongli, am I late?"
Guo Hongli quickly waved his hand and said: "No, no, you came just in time for us to arrive early. We didn't expect that the tomb sweeping would end so soon.
Come on in and sit down. "
The girl pursed her lips and smiled, followed Guo Hongli into the box, her eyes swept around the faces of everyone in the room, and finally stayed on the face of the only one she had never seen before, Lu Dingyuan, for two seconds, and immediately lowered her head. , face slightly red.
Guo Hongli led the person to the seat and introduced to Lu Dingyuan: "Have you never seen Wenwen, Lao Lu?
He is my third aunt’s little cousin, and she happened to come to my house during the Chinese New Year, so I asked her to come over and get to know everyone. "
Lu Dingyuan has no interest in Guo Hongli's cousin, but after all, she is his younger sister, so he shouldn't be too indifferent to her.
He stood up, nodded slightly with a serious look on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Hello."
Xiao Wenwen had long heard from her cousin that the person he was introducing to her was a very outstanding soldier. Now that she saw that although the person was a little more serious, he was so good-looking, her face turned even redder.
"Hello."
Everyone looks at their noses with their eyes, and their noses with their hearts, and they look at each other.
Guo Hongli said quickly: "Come on, come on, Wenwen, let's order whatever you want to eat!"
Others also followed suit and shouted, "Yes, your brother is treating me to this meal, so don't be polite!"
"That's right, we all grew up in the same big courtyard, so don't be formal!"
"Hongli has such a beautiful sister. He was reluctant to take her out before. It's only now that Lao Lu comes back that your brother is willing to take you out!"
Everyone said something to each other, and the atmosphere quickly became heated.
