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"Go to the gym and adjust your physical condition.

"Also, remember to get a haircut when you look back. It's better to be refreshed."

"Yes, team leader!" Shang Jianyao's response was the same as before, without any change.

Long Yuehong and Bai Chen gave similar answers at the same time.

Entering the training room, Shang Jianyao glanced at Long Yuehong, and did push-ups with one hand:

"Let's compare."

Long Yuehong waved her right arm angrily and amusingly:

"Are you sure you want to compare?"

He can do a handstand on one finger now.

Of course, it must be the fingers of the right hand.

Shang Jianyao answered with a smile:

"How can we strengthen our determination to get another robotic arm in the future?"

What a strong obsession... Long Yuehong couldn't help muttering.

At this time, Bai Chen interjected:

"Actually, we should be eligible to apply for bionic smart armor, and we don't have to have mechanical arms."

Hearing this sentence, Long Yue's red eyes turned slightly, and asked after deliberation:

"Xiaobai, you seem to want to go to the surface to perform missions?

"Isn't it good to live in peace and stability in the company?"

Bai Chen glanced at him, pursed her lips and said:

"This kind of stability is too fragile, maybe next month I will have 'no heart disease'."

Chapter 4 复诊

What Bai Chen didn't say was that she had identified herself as a member of the "Old Tune Group". Unless all her companions were replaced, she would definitely choose to continue, and she didn't want to repeat her previous experience.

She felt that the current reason was enough to convince Long Yuehong, after all, this was indeed one of her ideas.

Long Yuehong hesitated and said:

"But the probability of 'no heart disease' in the company is very low, similar to some terminal illnesses, so there is no need to be so afraid."

Since terminal illness cannot be avoided, there is no need to worry too much about "no heart disease".

Bai Chen calmly replied:

"It's totally different for me.

"Many terminal illnesses can be prevented and avoided, but 'no-heart disease' is not. Moreover, I will not die immediately if I get terminally ill. I still have plenty of time to deal with various things and find ways to fulfill my wishes. Heart disease', immediately loses all sanity and ceases to be a human being."

"It's also..." Long Yuehong couldn't talk to the other party at all.

The employees inside "Panga Biology" are actually aware of this difference, but they have lived like this for decades, and it has continued from generation to generation. Many times, they will ignore these intentionally or unintentionally to make themselves happier and more relaxed. a little.

Otherwise, what else?

At some point, Shang Jianyao, who changed his personality and gave up one-handed push-ups with Long Yuehong, started a new topic.

He looked at Long Yuehong and said:

"If you leave the Ministry of Security, which position do you want to go to?"

Long Yuehong really thought about this question in the dead of night, but she definitely couldn't say that.

He organized the following language:

"Where the company arranges for me to go, I will go there."

"Hypocrisy." Honest Shang Jian Yao said something.

While Long Yuehong's face turned red, Shang Jianyao took the initiative to help him "consider" this matter:

"How about the director of the event center?

"Look at Lao Chen. Most of the time, he has nothing to do. He just holds a cup, sits there, listens to people chatting, sells things on behalf of others, and can even hand over the meals to the employees below. He doesn't need to queue up by himself.

"When I get busy, I organize activities, sing, dance, play chess, play basketball..."

Long Yuehong blurted out:

"It's not for me, I don't like dealing with a lot of people, let alone organizing events."

Having said that, he found that his answer seemed to be thoughtful, so he hurriedly added:

"I'm only D5 now. Even if I can get a level up this time, it's only D6. Well, after leaving the security department, I can get a level up as usual, which is D7, but the directors of the activity center are all D8."

"We still need to work hard!" Shang Jian Yaoyu patted Long Yuehong's shoulder earnestly.

At this time, Jiang Baimian, who was busy with the report, came in, heard the conversation between the two, smiled and said:

"Xiao Hong, don't think about it, even if you can leave our team, you should still stay in the security department, but you will be transferred to the back office, most likely to do intelligence analysis work, otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of all your experience ?”

On the way back to "Pangaea", she had a private conversation with Long Yuehong, saying that according to the regulations of the Ministry of Security, seriously injured and disabled members can apply to be transferred from the front line, which made it necessary for him to think about his future life.

As for such a member who has made a lot of contributions, the Ministry of Security will consult him when arranging follow-up work.

Therefore, what Jiang Baimian said just now actually hides her own suggestion.

"That's fine." Long Yuehong thought about it carefully, and found that the job mentioned by the team leader was quite suitable for her.

Moreover, if he, who has lived on the surface, is transferred to a position that is completely isolated from the outside world, he will definitely feel a serious sense of loss in his heart, and he will not be able to adapt quickly.

In comparison, doing intelligence analysis allows him to still be in touch with the outside world and understand things on the surface to a certain extent.

I don't know why, but Long Yuehong didn't really want to discuss her leaving the "Old Tune Group" in depth, so she quickly pulled a shield and said to Shang Jianyao:

"If you leave the security department, which position do you want to go to?"

Shang Jianyao's eyes lit up:

"When I save all mankind, I will apply to be transferred to the activity center to be the supervisor. I will hold a singing competition a week, and organize everyone to dance a week. Come in turns!"

Such a simple ideal... Don't you think saving all mankind is not compatible with the following wishes?Long Yuehong slandered a few words, and said perfunctorily:

"Hopefully there will be such a day."

Jiang Baimian stopped the chatting between the two, clapped his hands and said:

"Let's start exercising."

Because they just came back, the "Old Tune Group" was extremely tense in most situations on the gray soil, and they had to maintain a sufficient state and had little time to polish their bodies. Therefore, their first day of exercise focused on recovery and self-adjustment. Lord, this is quite friendly to Long Yuehong who just came out of a serious injury.

But even so, his weakened body was sweating faster than usual, and it didn't take long for the clothes to stick to his body surface wetly.

"You have a belly." Shang Jianyao pointed out.

Long Yuehong almost became angry from embarrassment.

Isn't this which pot can't be opened and lifted?

Shang Jianyao immediately began to direct:

"Xiaobai, press his legs and let him practice more core exercises."

"Okay." Bai Chen didn't refuse.

Long Yuehong froze for a moment:

"Okay, okay..."

"Aren't you the one who did this before?" Jiang Baimian glared at Shang Jianyao.

This is when she sees injustice and draws her sword to help.

Shang Jianyao said straightforwardly:

"I forgot that I had to go to the doctor for a review of mental problems as soon as I got back."

With that said, he walked towards the door of the training room.

Long Yuehong shook her head, and with the help of Bai Chen, began to exercise her abdominal core.

During this process, he thought of the conversation with Shang Jianyao just now, and the future they dreamed of, and felt a little emotional for a moment:

If there is no "unintentional disease" and the supplies are sufficient, such a life is really beautiful...

While thinking about it, Long Yuehong glanced at Bai Chen, then at the aerobic group leader next to her, and couldn't help but add in her heart:

In fact, if you don't go out to work and don't worry about "innocent illness", it's pretty good now...

……

"Pangeon", the third floor of the underground building.

Shang Jianyao met Dr. Lin in the old place.

This lady in her 30s has black hair, a white coat, and gold-rimmed glasses, looking mature and intellectual.

She found Shang Jianyao's file, picked up a black pen, and said in a chatty tone:

"I thought you'd come every few days."

Shang Jianyao responded with a serious expression:

"I'm mainly here to tell you that there should be no need for follow-up treatment and observation."

"You feel completely fine?" Dr. Lin didn't have any emotional fluctuations.

She has seen a lot of similar patients and similar statements.

Shang Jian Yao Zhengse replied:

"No, the problem has gotten worse and it's beyond help."

Dr. Lin, who heard the patient's evaluation of his condition for the first time, was obviously stunned for a few seconds:

"Whether it can be saved is not up to you to judge."

Shang Jian Yao showed a sunny smile:

"We have reached an agreement and have a sufficiently complete discussion mechanism. It is very good now and there is no need for further treatment. This cannot be treated. We cannot kill a few living people for the sake of curing the disease."

We... Dr. Lin hissed secretly, and followed Shang Jianyao's tone:

"Are you sure you have no disagreements at all?"

"Yes, but the general direction is the same, that's enough, let's seek common ground while reserving differences." Shang Jianyao didn't look like a patient at all.

Doctor Lin tentatively asked:

"What general direction did you agree on?"

"Save all mankind!" Shang Jianyao's expression suddenly became serious.

Doctor Lin's palm holding the black pen tightened suddenly.

She hesitated for a few seconds, then said seriously:

"I'll record you, what you said just now, and report it up. Is there any problem?"

Her initial idea was to urge the higher-ups to take coercive measures against Shang Jianyao and send him to the hospital for appropriate medical treatment.

"Yes." Shang Jianyao was quite calm, not afraid at all.

……

Floor 647, Room 14.

After exercising in the morning, Jiang Baimian and others took a shower, returned to the office, and waited for the cafeteria to "open".

As soon as Shang Jian Yao walked into the room, he asked Long Yuehong who was looking through the materials:

"Did you go to the event center last night?"

Long Yuehong shook her head:

"Where is that time?

"My father, my mother, my younger brothers and my younger sisters are many problems."