Special Forces: Get SSS-level skills at the beginning

Early in the morning, He Zhijun and Gao Ping drove towards the State Administration of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

The reason why they set off so early was that they were a little far away from Fang, where the Bureau of Traditional Chinese Medicine was located.

Because 026 is stationed in the mountains away from the hustle and bustle of the city.

If you want to go to the city, you have to drive at least 200 kilometers.

When the sky just dawned, Gao Ping and his wife set off by car.

It was almost noon when they arrived in the city.

Get out of the car.

He Zhijun moved his stiff neck: "Oh, people just die when they get old!"

"I think back then, I led my commandos to lurk in the enemy's position, lying down for a whole day, and I didn't feel tired at all."

"Now, just sitting in the car for a few hours, the body is a bit overwhelmed!"

With that said, He Zhijun shook his head helplessly.

Looking at He Zhijun, who was a bit of a hero, Gao Ping slowly came to the other side, took out two cigarettes from his jacket pocket, and handed He Zhijun one.

"Brigade Commander, it's all trivial matters!"

"As long as you can help me make this matter beautiful this time, then I will give you a prescription to strengthen your foundation and cultivate your talents, although it will not make you rejuvenate and return to your youth."

"But it's not a problem to prolong your life and strengthen your body."

He Zhijun became interested immediately after hearing Gao Ping's words.

"Xiao Gao, what you said is true?!"

"Don't lie to me!"

When He Zhijun spoke, his right hand holding the cigarette butt trembled slightly.shake.

It is conceivable how excited he is at the moment.

In fact, He Zhijun is a strong person in his bones, if it weren't for the fact that he was injured in the war when he was young.

He's not just messing around now.The rank of brigade commander.

According to his strength, even being a teacher is no problem.

But as he gets older day by day, no matter how ambitious he is, it is inevitable that some heroes will feel lonely at the end of their lives.

That's why, He Zhijun is already young.In the end, he was still busy all day long for the development and growth of the special warfare brigade.

The current him, I am afraid that he will never have the chance to realize the great dream he had when he was young.

Therefore, he can only pin this so-called dream on the next generation of young people.

This is why, since the discovery of Gao Ping, He Zhijun has been sparing no effort to support his traditional Chinese medicine.

Sometimes, He Zhijun even had an illusion.

In a trance, he can even see the shadow of his youth from Gao Ping's body.

Just now, Gao Ping's words seemed to reawaken the dream that had been buried deep in his heart.

If what Gao Ping said is true, He Zhijun may not really have no chance to realize his dream.

He Zhijun fell into deep thought.

It wasn't until the cigarette butt between his two fingers burned out that his thoughts were pulled by a sharp pain.Down, back to reality.

He Zhijun hurriedly threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and smiled at Gao Ping to cover up the embarrassment of his gaffe.

"Xiao Gao, as long as what you say is true, I will accompany you this time, and I will definitely negotiate a price that satisfies you!"

From He Zhijun's point of view, the current him, in Gao Ping's eyes, may only have the value of connections.

For his own dream, even if he gave up his old face, He Zhijun would not hesitate...

Rested for ten minutes.

The two of them hit the road again.

It was almost noon when they arrived at the Chinese Medicine Bureau.

Gao Ping, who was sitting in the driver's seat, glanced at his watch: "Brigade Commander, it's already this time, is your comrade-in-arms already off work?!"

"will not!"

"After you finished talking to me yesterday, I called him!"

"We made an appointment to meet or leave, he will definitely wait for me!"

He Zhijun looked at the direction of the Bureau of Traditional Chinese Medicine very firmly.

Seeing what the other party said, Gao Ping couldn't say much more.

Originally, Gao Ping wanted to find a place to have something to eat with He Zhijun before going.

After all, he set off early in the morning and drove the car all morning. At this moment, Gao Ping was so hungry that his chest was on his back.

However, now He Zhijun only thinks about getting things done, Gao Ping promises his own benefits.

Not even a little hungry.

This is probably the legend. When a person concentrates on one thing, he can even forget to sleep and eat.

In desperation, Gao Ping could only endure for a while, anyway, it will be noon in a while.

There is still time to eat after finishing the work.

Anyway, Gao Ping is also a soldier king from the special forces, and now he has the right to conduct anti-hunger training for himself.

Under He Zhijun's leadership, Gao Ping didn't even get out of the car or show his ID.

Green light all the way.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the door of an office on the top floor of the Bureau of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

At this moment, an old man with presbyopic glasses and gray temples was explaining something to the young people around him at the door of the office.

He Zhijun on the side coughed lightly.

"Cough cough!"

The old man immediately looked up to where the voice came from.

It was He Zhijun who brought someone here.

The old man directly signaled the young people around him to go back first.

After a while, the old man walked towards He Zhijun with a smile all over his face.

"Haha! He Zhijun, you kid, you know how to come and see me!"

As they spoke, the two couldn't help but embrace each other.

"Brother, haven't I been busy all the time? This time I came to the city with a mission!"

"Mission? What mission?!"

Hearing what the other party said, the old man instantly put away his previous cynical look, and his face became serious.

"Come on, come in first, and speak slowly!"

With that said, under the leadership of the old man, He Zhijun and Gao Ping entered the old man's office.

The moment I entered the office, a burst of refreshing aroma of Chinese herbal medicine hit my face.

Gao Ping subconsciously sniffed a few times.

"You sit first!"

The old man beckoned He Zhijun and the two to sit down, but he turned around and took out a uniquely shaped porcelain jar from a cabinet beside him.

Start making tea for the two of them.

From the old man's skillful techniques and movements, Gao Ping could tell at a glance that the other party was definitely a master who knew this well!

That technique, even a professional tea art teacher may not be able to match it.

Not long after, a burst of refreshing tea fragrance emanated from the teacup in the old man's hand.

Gao Ping closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath.

In the next second, he couldn't help but said, "Taiping Houkui?!"

Hearing what Gao Ping said, the old man couldn't help being slightly startled by the movements of his hands.

Although he was only slightly stunned for a moment, this subtle movement was still captured by Gao Ping.

The action of the old man shows that he guessed it right!
The old man was slightly dazed for a moment, and then continued to move his hands.

When everything was ready, the old man handed one of the cups to Gao Ping with a very professional way of making tea.

"Young man, it's not easy, he actually knows Taiping Houkui!"