The system has to be used even if it is pulled

Colonel Nero was kneeling in the magnificent hall in a good mood at this moment, holding high in his hands the freezer box filled with human body strengthening drugs, as if he was presenting a treasure to an ancient emperor, and was happily waiting for the reward.

The door of the hall slowly opened, and a group of servants surrounded the armored man and came into the hall. They took the freezer from Nero's hand and presented it to the armored man.

The corners of the armored man's mouth revealed under the helmet were obviously raised, and he handed it to the private doctor behind him with a little excitement.

The private doctor opened the freezer in his hand and took out various things from his arms, just like Doraemon. Then he carefully picked up the human body strengthening medicine in the freezer.

Suddenly his eyes widened as he looked at the bottle in front of him. He leaned over awkwardly and whispered something in the ear of the armored man who was in a good mood.

Poor Nero did not see all this. At this moment, he buried his head, kneeling under the throne, constantly speculating in his heart, waiting for his master's reward.

Perhaps feeling that the atmosphere in the entire hall was a bit depressing and wondering why the host didn't speak, Nero quietly raised his head and glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.

Instead of waiting for the master's reward, he was whipped by the thorny whip full of barbs.

"Hiss." Colonel Nero felt that his entire soul was whipped away by the whip. His whole body was shaking with pain, but he buried his head even lower and knelt on the ground motionlessly.

"Tell me, is this the potion you brought back?"

Colonel Nero, who was still twitching with pain, did not hear the hoarse words for a while. Only after he was whipped again did he react. He kowtowed continuously and explained the whole cause and effect of the matter.

"Forget it, Doctor! Please go down and treat the water inside and purify the medicine. As for you! Just wait here, Nero."

.......

In the empty ward, Zhao Yuanlang put down the book in his hand and rubbed his eyes. There was no one in the room. Zhao Yuanlang, whose stomach felt much better, struggled to sit up.

"Hey man, how are you!"

Zhao Yuanlang, who was thinking about his stomach, did not hear the dense footsteps in the corridor until Adams pushed the door open and came in. Then Li followed in.

Although the black man Adams wanted to start a long-winded conversation with Zhao Yuanlang, who had saved him from Li Shengling, he was very tactful and saluted Zhao Yuanlang on the bed sincerely and gratefully at Li's wave, then left the hospital door and closed it.

Zhao Yuanlang didn't speak first, but just squinted his eyes and looked at Li.

Li looked at Zhao Yuanlang calmly on the bed, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, he spoke, "Saying thank you is indeed a very vulgar thing...but thank you for saving this military operation and not letting it become a mess. Thank you."

"I'm surprised that such a rough Captain Li would say such a thing, but I still want to know about my physical condition?"

Li sighed, lit a cigarette, pulled over a chair and said, "Due to your amazing performance in this operation, the higher-ups have decided to give you the rank of second lieutenant. You will eventually leave the training camp with the first place, and you can freely choose where to go..."

"You know that's not what I want to hear."

"You should ask the doctor for details. I don't know what to say." Then the room fell silent.

.......

Li was extremely depressed because he had been severely punished in this military operation. He looked at the new recruit who was lying on the bed and had a serious problem and was as strong as himself. His dark face was a little gloomy. Li sighed deeply and found an excuse to leave the ward.

Zhao Yuanlang was in a complicated mood at the moment. Looking at Li's expression, he knew that something might be wrong with his body. Although Li didn't say it explicitly, Zhao Yuanlang knew that it might be very serious this time.

However, he did not know that his old rival Colonel Nero was suffering inhuman torture at this moment, otherwise this would be good news that excited him.

.......

"Damn you, useless piece of shit. Is this the body-strengthening potion you found?" The armored man whipped the upside-down Nero with one whip after another.

There was not a single intact part of Nero's body at the moment. No, except for his head, his body was covered with wounds one after another. The best description is that his skin was torn and his flesh was exposed. Some of the wounds were so deep that the bones could be seen.

Nero had fainted more than several times, but he was soon revived by the stimulation of buckets of ice water poured over him. Nero felt that his spirit was about to collapse and his soul was about to be shattered into sand.

"Master, please forgive me!" Blood kept flowing from the corner of Nero's mouth.

"Forgive me! Do you know what this is? It's tree sap! My good fellow, you will have a place on the wall."

Nero looked at the armored man turning and leaving, thought of the head hanging on the wall, and immediately fainted.

After a while, Nero's head had been made into a complete specimen and hung on the wall of the hall by the servants.

The armored man signaled all the servants to retreat, turned off the lights in the entire hall, and sat alone on the pure gold throne, thinking with his head down.

......

At this time, in Zhao Yuanlang's ward, a doctor stood in front of Zhao Yuanlang's bed, looking at the expressionless Zhao Yuanlang nervously.

"Are you saying that I have a tumor here?" Zhao Yuanlang pointed at his stomach in disbelief.

"Yes, that's right. If my diagnosis is correct, it should be a malignant tumor." The doctor spread his hands helplessly towards Zhao Yuanlang lying on the hospital bed.

"This is impossible, how could it be possible?" Zhao Yuanlang muttered to himself with a pale face.

He didn't know the specific cause of the tumor in his stomach or the profound medical theory, but at this moment, Zhao Yuanlang felt the word pessimism creeping into his mind...

"Are you sure it's a tumor? Not because of something else?" Zhao Yuanlang asked again without giving up.

The doctor didn't know whether to comfort the young man in front of him who was as strong as a bull, and finally just nodded silently.

"What's the reason? What's the reason?!"

The doctor pointed at the image of Zhao Yuanlang's stomach and said seriously, "I don't know what's wrong with this area of ​​your stomach. Normally, this thing shouldn't grow in this area of ​​a normal person, but it has grown in this area of ​​yours, and it is actually closely related to many of your internal organs. It's really a miracle."

"But what's strange is that there seems to be some irritating substance in your stomach, causing the lump here to grow bigger and bigger and forming a tumor! I really want to cut it open and take a look." The doctor stared at Zhao Yuanlang's stomach as if he had seen a delicious meal.

Zhao Yuanlang looked at the doctor in front of him with cold sweat, afraid that he would be dissected by him accidentally.

The doctor felt that what he had just said might be inappropriate, so he quickly said, "It's not serious yet. You can take some medicine to relieve the pain first, but it may not be effective. Also, don't do strenuous exercise. If it doesn't work, try surgery."

.......