Chapter 742: Killing

"How was his injury?"

When Huo Yunfei was furious, Zhao Heng was standing in a hospital introduced by Tang Ningxin, tilting his head slightly to Zhan Pojun lying inside. The hospital doctor took a color scan of his brain and spoke with a serious expression: "The situation is not optimistic, look at this place."

Zhao Heng looked along his pointing and saw a small shadow on Zhan Pojun's brain. The doctor pointed it and said, "There is a small shadow in the memory area of ​​the left brain. We concluded based on observation and consultation that this was not caused by brain trauma."

"It's not caused by blood in the brain."

Zhao Heng narrowed his eyes: "What the hell is going on?" Zhao Heng judged that Zhan Pojun had lost his memory yesterday, but he thought the bloody scene was caused by the battle. Now he heard the doctor's denial and became more curious: "There is no external trauma, can he pretend to have lost his memory by himself?"

“Typical neuroself-blocking.”

The doctor did not keep it insincere: "That is to say, because the patient has something he doesn't want to face in his memory, the brain nerves automatically blocked this memory in order to protect themselves. However, the blocking process is very rough, and it also blocked it with the related memories."

Speaking of this, he breathed a long breath: "This kind of case is very rare in clinical practice. Occasionally, some patients with great mental trauma will experience this. In my decades of career, I have only seen two cases, and this patient is one of them."

Zhao Heng threw out a sentence: "How long will it take to recover from this situation?"

The doctor's face was a trace of helplessness, and he spread his hands and told him honestly: "I don't know, it's impossible to predict! Let's talk more deeply, it is difficult for patients with this symptom to recover because the nerve shielding is permanent, but it is not necessarily true. If the patient's cell regeneration ability is strong enough,"

"There are still a possibility of restoring memory."

Speaking of this, he looked at Zhao Heng meaningfully and replied in a low voice: "However, since the patient's nerves automatically blocked this memory, it means that this memory is quite painful and struggling for the patient, and it would be a good thing to recover."

Zhao Heng fell silent when he heard his conclusion.

Of course, he knew what Zhan Pojun automatically blocked. The indelible battle of Maotou Mountain, the 100,000 border troops suffered a crushing defeat in China, and the defeat of the war was inseparable from him. This was tantamount to an extremely painful thing for a soldier.

However, Zhao Heng decided to do his best to cure Zhan Pojun. Some things always need to be faced. Zhan Pojun was a general under Dongfangxiong, and he was strong in fighting. Zhao Heng believed that he could bear all the pain, and Zhan Pojun also needed to tell the truth from then on.

Regardless of whether the old man will or whether he has the ability to attack the four great masters, the truth revealed by Zhan Pojun will become the hanging sword on their heads. Although it is not convenient for a large-scale purge in China now, what they have done cannot be erased. Zhao Heng believes that it will curb the ambitions of the four great masters.

Of course, he would protect the warlike Pojun.

Zhan Pojun's health was not serious, but he still lost his memory. He didn't know who Zhao Heng was, nor who he was. Even his facial expressions would be dull. The most he did was to sit silently and look out the window silently, without moving.

Both eyes are empty, no focus and no anger.

He just watched the sun rise and fall, sometimes like a statue, sometimes like a piece of wood, no longer the aura of killing all directions, no longer the domineering and arrogant spirit, and people live and die, that's all.

Zhao Heng did not give up, or he could not tolerate a generation of war generals becoming like this, so he traveled to more than a dozen well-known hospitals in Hong Kong in the next two days, with the purpose of helping Zhan Pojun wake up, but each hospital repeated the diagnosis results of the first hospital.

The fifteenth hospital is still there, and Zhao Heng has become discouraged.

It was already dusk after leaving the hospital. There was a hint of freshness flowing in the sky without rain. The streets and alleys began to become lively. Zhao Heng did not take Zhan Pojun home directly. Looking at the Victoria Harbour, which was beginning to shine in the distance, he hugged Zhan Pojun's shoulder and stepped forward.

No matter how difficult the environment is, you must learn to enjoy the colors of life.

"General War, the war has ended and life has begun to calm down."

Zhao Heng and Zhan Pojun stood side by side in front of Victoria Harbor. He pointed his hand at the colorful decorations and bright lights and spoke: "See? This is the peace brought by soldiers defending their country. China has achieved its development achievements today. General Zhan, you are an indelible contribution. You are a hero."

As the singing and dancing in the distance became peaceful, a hint of emotion surged on Zhao Heng's face: "General Zhan, maybe you don't remember who you are, maybe you don't remember the 100,000 border troops, or even you may have forgotten General Dongfang, but I think the Chinese Congress will always remember you, remember your past and remember your achievements."

Zhao Heng said it very lonely and melancholy, but Zhan Pojun tilted his head and did not respond. Perhaps in his memory, there were never these brilliant pictures, and there was never any sound or awesomeness. In the depths of his memory, what remained was the vast border, the severe cold and heat, and the 100,000 iron-boned men.

The crowd was noisy and people were coming and going.

"Young Master, there is a killer!"

When Zhao Heng pulled Zhan Pojun to look at the beautiful Victoria Harbor and wanted to use beauty to awaken Zhan Pojun's memory, Yue Xiaoxiao, who had been hiding in the dark, issued a warning. Zhao Heng's ears trembled slightly, and then he quickly returned to calm. He slowly turned to look around with his back to Zhan Pojun.

Zhao Heng's eyes fell more than ten meters away. Three men in black suits walked towards him expressionlessly, with frost on their faces, which made people feel unconsciously cold. The three of them occasionally glanced at Zhao Heng with their aftermath, and there was a flash of heat and madness in it, but then they pretended to be nothing.

Looking at his bulging waist and fierce murderous aura, Zhao Heng knew that they were coming for him, and it was most likely that they were gangsters on the road, and that was probably sent by Huo Yunfei to deal with him. Zhao Heng sneered, wondering if he wanted to step on the Huo family?

Since the horse's head is not enough to demonstrate, you might as well cut off Huo Yunfei's head.

Three men in black dress approached with indifferent expressions, but their steps quickly stopped slightly, because their light shot to both sides and flashed several men. The mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole behind him, and the man in black changed slightly. They did not expect that Zhao Heng had a bodyguard next to him, and he was so powerful.

Then their eyes emerged with cruelty. So what if the Yellow Bird is behind?

After a long war, they were confident enough to crush all enemies. The master gave them instructions that even if Zhao Heng could not be killed, he would teach the latter a lesson, let him know that some people cannot be bullied, and let Zhao Heng know that the demonstration a few days ago was a very stupid thing.

Zhao Heng looked at them, and a joke appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He was waiting for the other party to attack and waited to take this opportunity to crush the Huo family.

His fingers had already touched the coldness of the metal, and his eyes were considered as the angle and distance. However, when they wanted to attack Zhao Heng, Zhan Pojun also slowly turned around. The leader's eyes were stunned at first, and then his body shook greatly. He instantly reached out to stop two companions who were drawing guns.

Excited expression.

"Bang!"

The next second, he saluted Zhan Pojun and gave a standard military salute:

"General War!"

Zhan Pojun, who turned around, did not look too strange in the noisy crowd. It seemed that the whole world was hard to stir up in his eyes. However, when he saw the man in black saluting him, his body was shocked instantly. The familiar movements of the familiar scene made him react instinctively.

"Bang!"

Zhan Pojun returned the greeting with a bold gesture, his body straight and high.

"Walk!"

The man in black laughed loudly, then pulled two companions away. The Shadow Alliance wanted to pursue him but was stopped by Zhao Heng. He looked at the three men in black who were coming and going in a hurry and thoughtful way. Although Zhao Heng didn't know their identities, it can be seen from the respect of the leader against Pojun.

The man in black came from the border army.

Zhan Pojun still saluted and stood like a monument.

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