After dinner, Zhao Tianming was sent back to the hotel.
Han Zhenyun rushed back to report to the senior management.
In fact, when Xu Shengtian suggested to him that he ask his teacher Zhao Tianming to come over to treat Han Pojun, Han Zhenyun had already thought of asking Zhao Tianming to go to northern Myanmar.
In his opinion, no one is more suitable to accept this task than Zhao Tianming.
First, Zhao Tianming himself is very powerful, and in addition, Zhao Tianming has another identity.
Hades!
In the case of northern Myanmar, in fact, if the country wants to intervene, there will be many difficulties in itself, because the country cannot use some abnormal means to deal with this matter. Zhao Tianming is different. He can completely use the power of the Pluto Palace and the Jianghu. Use means to deal with Jianghu affairs. In a word, to achieve the goal, use any means.
However, Zhao Tianming's opinion must be considered above.
After all, wanting to borrow the power of Hades Palace is a bit unreasonable in itself.
Fortunately, Zhao Tianming has a general sense of destiny and doesn't care about this at all.
He just wants to avenge Han Pojun. The favors he owed before must be repaid. This is his principle in life.
Besides, he was indeed very angry.
I never thought that hundreds of thousands of people would die in northern Myanmar every year, and when you think about the money defrauded by the fraud group from Xia, it is definitely an astronomical figure.
Zhao Tianming is a pure man of the world.
Kidnapping is not scary, and asking for a ransom is normal, but you still want to protest afterwards, harvest organs, and not release the person. This is unreasonable and has no bottom line.
Even people in the martial arts world despise such behavior.
Back at the hotel, Zhao Tianming called Su Shengnan.
He didn't mention the matter in northern Myanmar. He planned to kill it alone. There was no need for Su Shengnan to accompany a fraud group.
As for what Han Zhenyun said there might be god-level masters over there, Zhao Tianming didn't believe it at all.
He still believes that there are experts in the family.
How could a god-level master do such a shameless thing?
He doesn't believe it!
All god-level masters have no interest in money in the secular world. Zhao Tianming firmly believes this.
The next day, Zhao Tianming rushed to the hospital early in the morning.
Xu Shengtian was also waiting outside the ward early.
He had communicated with the hospital, so there was no doctor here to get in the way today.
However, there are several members of the special operations team responsible for guarding here.
Seeing Zhao Tianming, these team members looked in reverence.
After a while, Han Zhenyun also came.
Zhao Tianming began to treat Han Pojun.
Acupuncture was still performed on his hands and feet.
Finally, he started to cook some Chinese medicine and fed it to Han Pojun.
"Is this the end?"
Xu Shengtian asked.
Zhao Tianming replied: "This requires a process. Originally I estimated it would take half a month, but now it seems that one week is enough."
Xu Shengtian absolutely admired Zhao Tianming to the extreme. He was convinced and asked some questions before leaving.
In the ward, there were only two people, Han Zhenyun and Zhao Tianming.
Han Zhenyun said: "Last night, another meeting was held above, specifically discussing the case in northern Myanmar. There is our spy over there. Recently, the spy will be responsible for collecting some intelligence. At present, more than a dozen members of the Longxiang Army have also infiltrated Northern Myanmar, I will notify you as soon as there is news over there."
"Dragon Elephant Army?"
Zhao Tianming frowned: "People from Emperor Li Qing?"
"I know that you have a little conflict with the Li family, but we don't have many people we can send out right now, mainly because there are not many suitable people. The special operations team has suffered heavy losses, and Po Jun is unconscious, so we can only send out People from the Dragon and Elephant Army, don’t worry, they will obey your orders.”
Han Zhenyun quickly explained.
In fact, what he didn't say was that the selection this time was not decided by him, but by another big boss above.
The big boss had a close relationship with the Li family. He originally wanted Emperor Li Qing to carry out this mission, but unfortunately, Emperor Li Qing could not be contacted.
Obviously, they didn't want Zhao Tianming to take all the credit for this case.
Zhao Tianming said oh and said nothing more.
In the next few days, he went to the hospital every day to treat Han Pojun.
Sure enough, a week later, Han Pojun woke up.
His injuries are much better. One of his legs has been amputated, and the area above the knees has slowly recovered. After being discharged from the hospital, he will be able to use prosthetics, and his right hand will return to normal.
From now on, he can no longer fight with others.
But basic life can still be taken care of by oneself.
When Han Pojun woke up, he saw Han Zhenyun at first sight. He looked a little confused and frowned: "Who are you?"
ah?
Han Zhenyun was dumbfounded.
He asked with some excitement: "Pojun, don't you recognize me?"
Han Pojun shook his head.
Suddenly, Han Zhenyun's expression changed drastically, and he turned to look at Zhao Tianming: "Xiao Zhao, what's going on? Why doesn't he recognize me?"
Zhao Tianming was very calm: "This is already the best result."
"What do you mean?"
"He was poisoned, and this kind of poison, which is very rare, destroyed some functional areas of his brain. I originally thought he might become a vegetative state, but now it seems that he only temporarily lost his memory, that is to say, He is almost a blank slate now, all his previous memories have disappeared, so you don’t have to worry, there is still no problem with basic literacy and speaking, and there is still a possibility of remediation.”
Zhao Tianming said calmly.
Han Zhenyun frowned and asked, "How to remedy it?"
"Train, and then you can tell him about the past things and re-implant this part of his memory into him. After a while, there is a high probability that he will be able to remember some things."
Zhao Tianming's answer made Han Zhenyun breathe a sigh of relief.
He looked at his son on the hospital bed and sighed: "I am your father, and my name is Han Zhenyun."
"Then who am I?"
Han Pojun asked curiously.
His eyes were blank.
"Your name is Han Pojun, and you are my son."
"Then what do I do, and why am I in the hospital?"
Han Pojun continued to ask.
"It's hard to explain in words. You should recover well now. When you get back home, I will send someone to tell you slowly. You have lost your memory now, but after a while, you may remember some things."
Han Zhenyun comforted.
His eyes were red.
It was absolutely impossible to say that he didn't feel distressed when he saw his son, whom he valued the most and loved the most, like this. But after all, he was a big boss in the military, and he could still stay calm in big troubles.
Han Pojun finally realized his situation, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "Where are my legs, and where are my hands?!"
For a moment, Han Zhenyun didn't know how to answer.
Han Pojun became agitated and twisted violently on the hospital bed.
Zhao Tianming stepped forward and pointed at his chest.
Han Pojun stopped, looked at Zhao Tianming, and frowned: "Hey, are you Brother Tian?"
ah?
Zhao Tianming and Han Zhenyun both widened their eyes.
Damn it, what's going on?
Didn’t you lose your memory?
