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Volume 1: The Growth of the King of Soldiers Chapter 122: Racing

Hearing the data that the little old man next to Yang Buxuan was talking about, even Bai Xiaomeng who was standing behind couldn't help but click his tongue after listening.

"I'm not hungry. This old gentleman is..."

Anyone who can tell such top-secret detailed data must have a high level. I'm afraid this old man must be at least a major.

"Let me introduce myself, little old man, my name is Yang Chengmin. You can follow me and call me Uncle Yang."

You must be very thick-skinned to have someone call you uncle at such an old age. Calling you grandpa is just about the same. Zhang Xiaofan and others had twitchy expressions and secretly complained in their hearts.

They didn't know that the old man in front of them who looked like he was in his late teens was actually only fifty-nine years old, not even sixty.

"Yang Chengmin...Uncle Yang..."

For a moment, Yao Bing seemed to remember that Yang Buxu had said somewhere that he knew a military commander with this name. Thinking of this, the big buck teeth that had just been showing off his claws on his face immediately covered them with his lips.

"Hello, Commander Yang, Private Yao Bing from the third squadron of the reconnaissance company is reporting to you!"

Yao Bing's shout made the others bounce on the spot. Then they immediately straightened their bodies and saluted!

"Reconnaissance Company...Zhang Xiaofan...report for duty"

"Reconnaissance...Wang Jianjun..."

"...Dai Gang...report in!"

Yang Chengmin waved his hand, signaling them to relax, and then smiled slightly and looked at Yao Bing, who had sweat on his forehead.

"Boy, I heard the data clearly. Do you have any thoughts? Do you still have the confidence to compete with others?"

Knowing that he was testing himself, Yao Bing shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Go forward bravely and win if you dare to fight!"

This slogan was shouted loudly, and Zhang Xiaofan, Dai Gang, and Wang Jianjun behind him also started shouting. As a result, the surrounding doctors and some citizens who came to see the doctor gathered around to watch the excitement.

"Okay, okay! What are you going to do! This is a hospital, not a military camp! Don't blame me for telling the truth. Except for Yang Buxu, I don't think much of you two participating in this assessment."

Seeing that Yao Bing and Zhang Xiaofan still held their heads high and their expressions did not change at all, Yang Chengmin nodded and continued:

"The intensity of this military reform is unprecedented. So this assessment is not only your assessment, but also the assessment of the Langya Special Forces Brigade. What I know is that by then, the entire theater will unconditionally give priority to the resources needed for the assessment. And

Even I, the commander of the group army, have no way of knowing the assessment method."

Seeing that everyone including Yang Buxu was in a daze, Yang Chengmin finally relented and made a decision secretly.

"In a few months, there will be a troop exchange plan between the Northern Theater Command and the Southern Theater Command. This plan has just been discussed and feasibly studied. I have memorized your names. If you are brushed down by Wolf Teeth, I can give you priority.

Just a number, let’s just repay this guy’s favor!”

Several people thanked Lian Sheng after hearing this. Although they didn't know the specifics of this troop replacement plan, they felt very high-minded when they heard that it was called a war zone.

"Okay, let's all go. Don't stand here blocking the corridor."

Several chief doctors standing far away had been waiting for some time. When they saw Yang Chengmin's unspoken words, they immediately swarmed forward with wheelchairs and pushed the chief away. Before leaving, Yang Buxu wanted to say something.

or something, but the other party raised his hand to stop him.

Seeing Yang Chengmin being cared for by a large team of doctors, Yang Buxuan was curious about what kind of disease could make a person age nearly 20 years instantly in three months.

For a moment, he almost forgot that there was a medical student next to him, and quickly asked Bai Xiaomeng, wondering if she could tell.

Bai Xiaomeng touched his chin and said thoughtfully:

"The accumulation of liver is called fat qi. It is under the left or right side of the body, like a cup covering the head and feet. If it does not heal for a long time, it will cause cough, tuberculosis and malaria. When diagnosed with liver accumulation, the pulse will be stringy and thin, and there will be pain under both sides of the body.

, evil takes root in the heart, this is what the Yellow Emperor’s Internal Classic says.

Western medicine cannot confirm without a checklist. As far as I can see, the old gentleman just now has a yellow complexion, edema in his eyelids, black and white, and red eyes with blood. My initial diagnosis is liver cancer! I don’t know what his previous weight was. If

According to normal standards, if you are so thin now, there is an 80% chance that you are in the middle or late stages."

Hearing the words "late stage liver cancer", Yang Buxuan couldn't help but froze for a moment. He still had some understanding of such a terminal illness. Generally, such terminal patients usually have less than half a year left to live.

"This is just my guess. After all, I am still a medical student who has not graduated, so it is normal for diagnosis to be wrong.

Okay, this is not something you can change. It’s better to think about what to eat later. Since there are so many people today, why don’t we go out to eat? "

Bai Xiaomeng looked at the unswerving expressions of several people, laughing and wanting to take this matter away. She didn't expect that the speaker was unintentional and the listener was interested. At this time, Ouyang Jingyu trotted up from the corner of the aisle.

"Do you want to eat? Let's go together! It just so happens that I can't schedule work in the afternoon, and I know a very good restaurant, so let's go together?"

Yao Bing and others had had contact with Ouyang Jingyu when they came to visit Yang Buxu before, and they had a good impression of this forthright and generous guy.

If not for anything else, just because of the special skills he taught to attract girls. During this period, Yao Bing and several animals have at least several times more female friends on WeChat. When they see the "master" and want to treat him, of course they have to take advantage of the opportunity.

Get more experience.

Yang Buxian was already in good health, and now with the approval of the attending doctor, of course he had no objection. After returning to the ward and changing clothes, the group of seven people piled into Ouyang Jingyu's business Buick and headed there.

Drive to the city center.

In the driver's seat, Yang Buxu was driving for the first time since the time with the armored tank company. Ouyang Jingyu was fine, but the others were holding on to the handles in the car tightly, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"You two don't need to be so exaggerated. Isn't this car driving very good? Looking at you all, you even call me brothers. Why don't you even have this basic trust?"

Ouyang Jingyu said with great disdain as he saw the guys on the left and behind as if they were rushing to the execution ground.

Yao Bing, who was sitting at the back, grabbed the handle of the car with one hand and held the seat belt tightly with the other. At this moment, he wanted to tell the reckless guy in front of him that this guy you said was a safe driver could once crash a tank into a ditch.

A great person.

"You're not hungry. How long are you going to drive like this? Let me tell you, if you want to drive well, you have to be brave. Scratching and scratching are normal things. If you drive slowly like you

The nursing home model is not good for practicing driving skills.

Do you know that your brother Jingyu and I were famous as a driving expert on Route 9 when we were in the United States..."

Crackling, Ouyang Jingyu was boasting all the way while directing Yang Buxu on the spot on how to overtake other people's cars.

"It's better to drive slowly. It's safe after all. Besides, this car is yours, so it would be bad if it crashes."

With the lesson learned last time, Yang Buxian didn't dare to waste time again this time.

"It's a shame, isn't it? I think I'm the kind of person who competes over a broken business car? That's because I don't have any requirements for the car. Just drive it for me. If it gets damaged, it's mine."

The more Yao Bing listened, the more something was wrong. He was about to ask Ouyang Jingyu to tease Yang Buxu. But at this moment, a white Porsche behind the car kept honking its horn. He wanted to overtake but was stopped by Yang Buxu's businessman.

The car is blocked

.But this 4-lane ring road cannot be passed.

Yang Buxu drove his car, not wanting to be angry at first. He continued on for about a kilometer, but the Porsche behind him still honked its horn.

At this time, I happened to find the wrong parking space and followed me. The Porsche behind me rolled down the window after catching up with the business car and cursed:

"Do you fucking know how to drive? If you can't drive, don't go out and embarrass yourself."

Yang Buxuan was just trying to see who was so incompetent. When he turned around, he unexpectedly saw an acquaintance.

It turned out that the guy driving the car was none other than Guo Peng, who "throwed shit" in front of the hospital.

At this time, the other party also recognized Yang Buxu. He remembered the same hatred and wanted to say hello. But he noticed that a certain guy who wanted to die also rolled down the window and scolded him back without thinking.

"You fucking don't know how to drive! When I'm driving, you don't know if you've escaped from your crotch or not. Don't ask me, who in the drag racing world doesn't know me, Ouyang Jingyu, the God of Highway 9!"

Yang Buxu heard that this guy was bragging again regardless of the occasion. This time he finally met an "acquaintance" and made enemies.

"Ouyang Jingyu? Are you Ouyang Jingyu, the doctor at the Military Region General Hospital?"

"If it's true, it's your grandfather and me! Why, are you scared?"

Guo Peng looked at Yang Buxuan, who was half-covering his face. He still didn't understand what happened. He felt that he had been tricked that day!

Seeing Guo Peng's face flushed with anger, Yang Buxuan grinned and said:

"Brother Guo, why don't you just do this for my sake? I am planning to go to the DePaul Western Restaurant in the city center for dinner. Let's sit down and have a meal together. If you need anything, just let me know. I will definitely let you know.

Jingyu toasts you and apologizes."

At this time, Ouyang Jingyu, who was behind him, didn't know what was going on. He looked at Yang Buxian in a low voice and wanted to continue shouting, but Bai Xiaomeng grabbed the corner of his clothes and stopped him.

"Am I familiar with you? Why should I give you face? Is it just because of your driving skills like a snail?"

Guo Peng had already taken out his cell phone and was about to call someone. It was inexplicable that a cat or a dog dared to ask me to give him face.

"That's right, just because of my driving skills. How about we have a race, from here to the restaurant, whoever gets there first wins."

If I lose, the guy behind me will be left to you, and I don’t care. But if you lose, any grudges will be wiped out. How about it, do you dare?"

Hearing that Yang Buxu wanted to race with this man, the hair on Yao Bing and others almost exploded. However, because they could not let their brothers lose face, they all chose to shut up, including Bai Xiaomeng. Only Ouyang Jingyu did not

Qian, isn't this a sure thing? Although he still doesn't know the ins and outs of this matter, it is not difficult to tell from Yang Buxuan's tone that this matter is related to him.

"I object. This is a commercial vehicle. We want to race with Porsche. You can't imagine it. Even if we have to race, I will do it. Just practice your skills for a few more years."

Compared to Ouyang Jingyu, Guo Pengke found it funny. The reason was simply that the car models were not of the same level, and because of Yang Buxu's skills, if there was a real competition, he would be confident that he would be miles ahead of his opponent.

"Bah! Just play while you don't have anything to do. I'll deal with you later."

Guo Peng spat and was too lazy to pay attention to Ouyang Jingyu.

"It's a competition. Anyway, I have plenty of time to play with you. So the traffic light in front is the starting point. The first one to arrive wins!"

“It’s a deal!”
Chapter completed!
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