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More than ten days passed, when Xu Qing was studying that extremely difficult brain tumor, the military contacted Xu Qing.

Fu Yuzhi sent her to the base where she had been last time. In the small cement room, it was not General Zhang who walked out, but a young major general.

"You are here to see Dr. Wu Ming, right?"

The major general said solemnly, "Only one person can visit him today."

Hearing this, Fu Yuzhi said to Xu Qing, "Go, I'll wait for you here."

The military rules are strict, and Xu Qing also has some things that he wants to talk to Master Eight in private.

He squeezed Fu Yuzhi's hand hanging by his side, then withdrew his own hand, and walked in with the major general.

The route this time was different from last time, after crossing the building in front, Xu Qing saw a hospital behind.

After entering the hospital, I came to the inpatient department. The eighth master's room was at the innermost, guarded by two soldiers.

The major general showed the visit certificate to the soldier, and the two opened the door.

From this, it can be seen how high the security level of Eighth Master is in the hospital.

The door of the room opened, revealing the face of Master Eight sitting by the window.

He looked sideways at the scenery outside the window, and there was a cup of tea on the coffee table in front of him.

It can be seen that he has been sitting here for a long time, and the tea is not steaming, and it has long been cold.

Xu Qing entered the ward alone, and the major general closed the door behind her.

"Master Eighth, I heard that you had an operation?"

Looking at Wu Ming's indifferent profile, Xu Qing tentatively said.

"Craniotomy, cleared the blood clots in the brain."

Wu Ming turned his head to look at her while talking.

The moment he met his gaze, Xu Qing understood.

He regained his memory.

People's memory is so wonderful, obviously Wu Ming has the same face, and the tone of voice is not bad, but when he lost his memory, he seemed to be two people.

Standing in front of the sofa, Xu Qing suddenly heard Zhang Xiaoli's voice in her mind.

"The day he regained all his memories is the day my Afeng completely disappeared..."

Perhaps Zhang Xiaoli was right.

"Have you brought back all the research, is there any risk of leakage?"

Wu Ming asked.

"No."

Not to mention that the USB flash drive was brought back, the whole boat exploded, and except for the three people who escaped, all the others were buried in the bottom of the sea.

"I heard that you have started the ultimate trial. During this period of time, I will cooperate with the military to conduct further research. As for your trial, when I appear, I will appear."

"The ultimate trial?"

This is the first time Xu Qing heard this name, "The masters never told me, if I pass this ultimate test, what will happen to me?"

Although she had already started the task given to her by Master Six, Xu Qing was still in a daze.

The trial started inexplicably, except for Sixth Master's medical records, Xu Qing couldn't find her any more.

Being unable to contact Master Six often happens.

Some backward areas do not have internet access. Once Master Six lost contact for three months, Master Third was worried about her and went to find her where she last appeared.

Finally, I found Sixth Master in a particularly remote mountain valley.

The third master scolded her angrily, and she said confidently: "Where is there a signal in this remote village? Is it possible that I am halfway through practicing medicine, and I still need to find a signal to tell you that you are safe?"

In short, he is such a free and easy person, as the announcer of Xu Qing's first mission.

Before the trial started, how much information did Xu Qing have, and now there is still so much information.

Nothing more, nothing less.

"As the name suggests, the ultimate test is the final test we give you. If you pass all the tasks, you will get the Tea Room in Yuan."

Fortunately, Master Eight is still reliable.

He explained the meaning of the ultimate trial in a calm tone.

Xu Qing was taken aback, "In Yuan Tea House? The one in Shaoping City?"

Wu Ming shook his head, "Being in Yuan Tea House is far more complicated than you imagined. Now is not the time to tell you. When you pass the test, you will know everything."

He didn't continue the deep chat, but changed the subject and talked about the research of new materials.

Chatted for half an hour, from the future development of new materials, and wider applications.

In the end, Wu Ming was quiet for a moment, and asked Xu Qingdao.

"How is she... with the baby?"

Xu Qing knew that he was talking about Zhang Xiaoli.

Finally talking about Zhang Xiaoli, the stone in Xu Qing's heart fell down.

"Are you going to continue with her?"

Wu Ming pursed his lower lip, and picked up the phone from the side.

In fact, Xu Qing noticed the mobile phone on the coffee table from the moment he entered the door.

PHS, which is almost extinct now, is estimated to cost more than 100 yuan even to apply for a card.

Wu Ming handed the phone to Xu Qing.

Xu Qing looked at the simple interface and didn't know what Master Eight meant.

"Click on the message and you will know."

After Wu Ming said something, he turned his head and looked out the window again.

Xu Qing clicked on the message as he said.

There is only one contact person, Zhang Xiaoli.

The eighth master meant to let her read the text message?

Xu Qing took a sneak peek at Wu Ming and found that he hadn't turned around yet.

She probably understood what Wu Ming meant, and then opened the interface for sending messages to Zhang Xiaoli.

Then, she saw the last message Zhang Xiaoli sent to Wu Ming more than ten days ago.

Zhang Xiaoli: [There is a difference between Yunni and Ni, so let’s leave it at that. 】

Just eight words, in stark contrast to the thoughtful message she sent earlier.

At this time, Wu Ming said from the side: "She has explained everything clearly, so what can I say?"

His dignity made it impossible for him to bow his head to Zhang Xiaoli.

Xu Qing put down the phone, looked at Master Eight who was tense and cold all over, and didn't know what to say for a while.

The ten masters are all dragons among men, pride is inevitable.

However, even among such ten people, the eighth master is considered the most proud one.

Even the students think they are a waste of time and would rather give up their professorship. Wu Ming's stubbornness is unmatched.

Seeing Wu Ming like this, Xu Qing was silent for two seconds, and finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Master Eighth, do you still want to live with Zhang Xiaoli?"

Wu Ming glanced at her, still with that lukewarm look.

"You have also seen her attitude..."

Of course.

The always well-behaved apprentice interrupted him at this moment.

"Leaving aside her attitude, Eighth Master, can you ask yourself whether you still like Zhang Xiaoli?"

Even though Xu Qing had never seen Wu Ming who lost his memory, based on her understanding of Master Eight's stubbornness, it was absolutely impossible for him to be with a woman he didn't like when he lost his memory.

Whether it's Wu Ming's waking consciousness or subconsciousness, in short, somewhere in his mind, no matter whether he has amnesia or not, he definitely likes Zhang Xiaoli.

Wu Ming showed a disdainful expression, but when he slightly opened his thin lips, he still couldn't say those indifferent words that he was best at.

He opened his lips slightly and froze there for three seconds.

Finally, his thin lips trembled, and he admitted in a low voice.

"I like her."