The next day, before Li Xinyan opened his eyes, Sun Jiali came.

The female doctor was very professional. She carefully examined every wound on Li Xinyan's body, then looked at her mouth, ears, and eyes carefully, and then used a portable ultrasound to look at Li Xinyan's chest and abdomen, then stopped to look at Li Xinyan and thought carefully for a long time.

"Is there any problem? Doctor Sun?" Li Xinyan asked a little uncomfortable when he was seen.

"What do you remember about the situation before you were injured? Oh, let me tell you, most of the patients on my side are wounded from the front battlefield of the group army. For them, because the field doctors usually deal with them first, everyone has a preliminary judgment on their injuries, and the treatment is more planned. But you are a little different. When you send them, the operation team was carrying them over urgently. They were carrying them over in that area. When they saw the attack of mechanical beasts, they went to see them. Then they discovered you. At that time, you were already in a coma, so they just took a simple treatment and then sent them over."

"When we treated you, we used many methods and faced many difficulties, but we finally saved you. But... we still don't know everything before, so there may be some problems in subsequent treatment. Now, you are actually awake. I want to ask you, do you still have any memories of the previous battle and how much you can recall. These may be of some help to us formulate subsequent medical plans."

Oh? What did you remember before? Li Xinyan probably understood it. This seems to be the same as usual hospitals. The doctor will understand the patient's past medical history, then make a judgment based on the current condition, and then formulate a follow-up medical plan so that the patient can recover well.

Li Xinyan nodded and began to describe the battle situation at that time.

He remembered that before the battle, he was drinking with Pamir. The mechanical beast was attacking. He led the little brothers from Base 766 to launch particle cannons to shoot the mechanical beasts that were attacking in the air. ** landed, and Pamir died, but he reminded that there would be mechanical leopards on the ground, and then the mechanical leopards climbed up from the cliff of Base 766!

The mechanical beast is cruel. While describing the battle with the mechanical beasts, Li Xinyan pinched the bedding on the bed with his hands. When he was excited, he almost pinched the bedding into pieces of paper!

At the end, the mechanical beast rushed up, and Li Xinyan retreated to the edge of the cliff, and had no choice but to retreat, and fell from the cliff...

Sun Jiali stroked Li Xinyan's back vigorously. Li Xinyan slowly relaxed and slowly let go of his hand. Her palm was covered with sweat. A hole had been cracked.

"Okay, OK, everything is over, it's over." Sun Jiali stroked his back, which slowly calmed down Li Xinyan.

"Alas, sacrifice is inevitable. The death of every warrior is an irreversible loss on the human front. Now it is so cruel on the battlefield. It is not the fault of us, but the fault of the Mechanical City. We must remember them and make their sacrifice the driving force for our battle. In this way, on the day when the war is won, they can rest in heaven."

"If you say it, you will feel better. If you can cry, you will cry. If you have been suppressed for too long, it will be detrimental to your physical and mental replies." Sun Jiali comforted.

Li Xinyan did not cry.

It’s not that he can’t cry, but that he knows that it’s useless to cry.

The doctor cannot help him carry out subsequent battles, nor can he help him make future battle plans. All they can do is help them recover their health.

But it is indeed a little more comfortable to say it. It seems that this is part of the method of psychological intervention and treatment. When I was in school, there were this part of the tutorial in the Commander's course.

"Okay, OK, everything is over, everything is over." Sun Jiali poured a glass of water and handed it to Li Xinyan: "Drink some water. Relax. Relax."

Li Xinyan took the water.

Half an hour later.

The headquarters of the operation team, Lin Zicong's office. Lin Zicong leaned on the chair, catching a cigarette in his hand. Sun Jiali sat on the chair handle. Sun Jiali leisurely flipped through a military department folder, which were some information about the operation team's tasks.

"...So, our plan was successful?" Lin Zicong asked with a breath of smoke easily.

"Basically, I can say that." Sun Jiali replied. "Anping is a genius. According to his method, this kid doesn't remember that the action team used the extraction device designed by Anping to extract all his consciousness. He only remembers that at the last moment of the mechanical beast's siege, he was forced off the cliff by the mechanical beast."

Lin Zicong laughed twice and took two more sips of cigarettes.

Sun Jiali looked at the cigarette in his hand in disgust, put down the information, snatched the cigarette and snatched it out, and said, "But, do you really want to put X-1085 in your operation group?"

"Yes." Lin Zicong replied. He picked up the lighter and lit another cigarette.

"...You are so bold." Sun Jiali hugged her arms viciously and stood up. "We have modified his consciousness, but it is not a proper way. You must know that the traces left by everyone in the world are different. Although we have modified his memory, the traces of these things in the middle will not disappear, and your 12th action team will not disappear. If he discovers the passage in the middle one day, he will not be able to protect us from hating each other!"

"Yo? Do you don't believe in my subordinates?"

Sun Jiali didn't answer.

"Or don't believe in our action team's means of eliminating traces?"

Sun Jiali thought for a while and nodded suddenly.

In the final analysis, it was because she didn't believe in the action group's methods. No one seemed to have mentioned the details of these guys' actions in their previous actions.

Lin Zicong was comfortably lying on the boss's chair and said, "Haha, the traces are actually not in the past scenes and information, but in the people. Except for him, the people at the 766 base were completely dead, and the person who gave us this mission could not show up again. Therefore, even if this matter is aroused, there is no way to catch up. He, a small soldier, does not have that great ability to find someone to help him get these information. Therefore, these traces have disappeared now."

"As for his memory, I think the last arrangement that fell off the cliff was the masterpiece of this action. In this way, the action team will no longer be his opposite, but his savior. In this way, what are you afraid of?"
Chapter completed!