Zhang Yuan didn't care about the tears and snot on his body at all.
His eyes were all fixed on the man in the center.
There is absolutely no sign of burns!
You can't tell at all!
Every inch of skin is so perfect and shiny.
Zhang Yuan numbly took out his cell phone from his pocket and found Wang Jianguo's chat box.
I opened the pictures in the chat history and kept scrolling up.
Finally found some previous photos of this man.
He enlarged the picture and carefully checked the faces of the two people.
It’s confirmed, this is one person.
Looking down further, the man's chest and back were once covered in wrinkled skin.
But now...
Can’t find it, can’t find it.
All the burn marks disappeared.
Even my skin looks better than before.
Zhang Yuan's breathing became rapid.
He broke free from the embrace of the Chinese medicine master.
She pounced in front of the man and touched him all over.
man:?
What's going on?
He looked confused, and after Zhang Yuan touched it again.
The man panicked and immediately covered two spots on his chest.
Take a step back.
He stuttered, "Who are you? What are you doing?"
Where did this male gangster come from?
Zhang Yuan ignored his question, raised his passionate eyes, and asked eagerly.
"Did it hurt when I touched you just now? Did you feel any discomfort?"
man:....
He suddenly took another big step back.
"No, no, no, I don't like men."
Zhang Yuan:?
"No, what do you mean by like or not? I'm asking you."
His voice was urgent, and he really wanted to know the full effects of this medicine.
At this time, the Western medicine master came to his senses and hurriedly introduced Zhang Yuan's identity to the man.
"Xiao Qian, don't be nervous. This is Boss Zhang. The effect of our drug development this time is actually due to the raw materials provided by Boss Zhang."
Qian Yong blinked when he heard this, and his gaze slowly fell on Zhang Yuan.
He looked at Zhang Yuan's face carefully.
What a young man!
What a handsome guy!
So, it was this young and handsome guy who helped them find a new life?
Qian Yong released his hands from covering his chest, strode forward, and stood in front of Zhang Yuan.
"Thank you, Boss Zhang. Please feel me as long as you want!"
Zhang Yuan:?
Why is he touching him?
"No, brother, just tell me if you still felt anything when I touched you just now?"
Qian Yong shook his head seriously: "Boss Zhang, I don't react to men. You can touch me casually without feeling anything."
Zhang Yuan: ....
grass.
I can't help but curse.
Why doesn't he understand what he means?
Seeing this, Wang Jianguo walked forward with a wry smile.
"Well, Xiao Qian, Boss Zhang actually wanted to ask if it still hurt when he touched your old wound just now."
I have to say, what Boss Zhang did just now was indeed quite rogue.
No wonder Xiao Qian didn’t react.
and....
Boss Xiao Zhang may be thinking too much.
Why does it hurt?
These soldiers have been injured for a long time and no longer feel pain.
Qian Yong suddenly understood. He smiled sheepishly, "Boss Zhang, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you, but I really don't feel any pain. The wound has been there for many years. Apart from being a little ugly, I don't feel anything anymore."
After he said this, Zhang Yuan also reacted.
I seem to have fallen into a misunderstanding.
I forgot that he has been injured for many years.
Scratching his head, Zhang Yuan smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, Brother Qian, I was too excited just now."
I was so excited by the effect of this drug that I completely forgot everything.
The only thing on my mind was the effects of the medicine.
Qian Yong waved his hand and said, "Boss Zhang, don't say that. It's all you, Dr. Xu, and Dr. Zhang who gave us hope for rebirth. Now that my wound has healed, I can return to the front line."
When mentioning this, Qian Yong's expression suddenly became a little lost.
Zhang Yuan caught it keenly.
He trembled his lips, wanting to show his concern for Qian Yong but not knowing where to start.
At this time, a young man next to Qian Yong saw Zhang Yuan's expression clearly.
He sighed and began to explain to Zhang Yuan.
"Boss Xiao Zhang, Brother Qian's situation is quite tragic. He is a firefighter and originally had a harmonious and happy family with a pair of lovely children."
"But a few years ago, during a fire, Brother Qian was trying to save his comrades and was severely burned. Not only were his chest and back burned, but his thighs and calves were also severely burned."
"At the beginning, Brother Qian's wife was very patient in taking care of him."
"Brother Qian has had many skin transplants with government subsidies."
"But his injuries were so severe that skin grafts couldn't make him any better."
"His wife is still young..."
The man who spoke looked at Qian Yong sympathetically.
He sighed again: "I don't have a sex life, or rather, every time I do that, I lose my appetite when I see Brother Qian's skin."
"And the children are also very afraid of Brother Qian. His son said his father turned from a hero into a monster."
"Not long after, under immense pressure, his wife divorced him and took the children with her."
Qian Yong's affairs are no secret here.
He doesn't care about it and often tells everyone about it.
The person they are concerned about now is Boss Zhang who helped them to be reborn.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with speaking out about his own affairs.
The person who just said this was his best brother.
Every time someone asked him, he would ask him to help answer.
This time, the good brother saw Zhang Yuan’s confusion and took the initiative to help explain.
After listening to Qian Yong's story, Zhang Yuan fell into deep silence.
These unsung heroes...
them...
Must be admirable!
Zhang Yuan suddenly stood up straight and stood at attention.
He saluted Qian Yong and others in a proper manner.
Qian Yong and others widened their eyes and quickly stood at attention to return the greeting.
Afterwards, everyone sat down, and the first batch of ten subjects were cared for by Zhang Yuan.
They all told him their stories.
The more Zhang Yuan listened, the sadder he felt.
He hated how little power he had.
There is no way to help these soldiers who have made great contributions to the country and the people.
In fact, the best way is to curb all dangers in the cradle.
Improve the individual strength of soldiers and their ability to withstand danger.
There would be much less tragedies.
Zhang Yuan began to call upon the system in his heart.
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