After rebirth, the real daughter just wants to win glory for the country

"what happened?"

Manager Tang heard something was wrong in the office. He opened the window and looked out: "Why is Xiaoxiao crying? Where is Xiaoliu? Where did he go?"

"Xiaoxiao, don't cry outside, it's not good for others to see you."

When Ji Yanze saw a tourist coming from the seaside, he suppressed his inner uneasiness, bent down, and pulled Lin Xiaoxiao up.

"Uh-huh."

Lin Xiaoxiao wiped her tears randomly and ran back to the dining bar obediently.

"Xiao Liu has something to do and has asked for leave."

Ji Yanze turned to look at Manager Tang again, pretending to be calm: "You can arrange for someone to guard the back door for him."

"it is good."

Manager Tang smoothed over the incident, pretended as if nothing had happened, and didn't ask any more questions.

~

China, capital, branch of the World Anti-Terrorism Organization.

"A miracle, just a miracle."

After the operation, Dr. M came out of the intensive care unit with a look of disbelief on his face: "I have never seen someone with such serious injuries, whose heartbeat stopped, actually survive."

"Furthermore, his brain nerves have always been conscious, and his desire to survive is very strong. His heartbeat returned to normal before the operation was completed."

~

“The desire to survive in our profession is very strong.”

Jones shrugged his shoulders and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Otherwise, I would have died a thousand times ago."

Claire was so excited that she wanted to cry: "His life has been saved, it's great."

"You have to be mentally prepared."

Jack glanced at her sympathetically and reminded her kindly: "He has undergone plastic surgery, and his appearance will change after he recovers from the injury. He will no longer be the same boy who resembled Danny."

"Yes."

Jones then spoke: "You can no longer treat him as a substitute for a one-night stand."

This is a bit poisonous to say.

This provoked Claire to give him a fierce look and almost ran away.

"When will he wake up?"

Jack was afraid that the two would start fighting again and make Dr. M laugh, so he quickly changed the subject.

"Already awake."

Dr. M still looked incredulous: "Perhaps the operation took too long and the effect of anesthesia was not as expected. He woke up halfway through the operation. I have never seen a young man with such a strong willpower endure the pain. After the operation, I didn’t even make a sound..."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Before he finished speaking, there was no one in the corridor.

The three Joneses rushed into the intensive care unit at the same time.

~

In the intensive care unit.

"Oh my god, without anesthetic, how much pain has he suffered?"

Claire looked at the man lying on the bed, his body covered with bandages, like a mummy, and covered his mouth with his hands in horror.

Jones had mixed feelings: "I have only seen one person with such a strong pain tolerance."

"Danny."

Jack had the same thought as him and told the answer they both knew well.

"If only he was really Danny."

Jones looked sentimental: "As long as he can live, I would rather he changed his appearance."

"He's really similar to Danny."

Jack took off his glasses and wiped them to hide the tears in the corners of his eyes: "Asians, they look very similar. They are good at grappling and fighting. Even their pain tolerance is similar."

Claire suddenly had an idea and was surprised: "If he is willing to join the World Anti-Terrorism Organization, we will have a new partner."

“Before joining the organization, he must pass the assessment.

Jones poured cold water on her: "In the special forces training camp in China, only by passing the assessment with straight A's can you be qualified to join the organization."

Claire glared at him angrily: "I believe he can pass the assessment."

Jones' habitual retort: ​​"What do you believe is the use?"    "Okay, don't argue."

Jack decisively interrupted the confrontation between the two: "Claire is right. Entering the military camp is a good choice for him."

"Did you hear me."

Claire raised her eyebrows and glared at Jones provocatively.

"Even if he can successfully pass the examination, it will take at least three years."

Jones was unconvinced: "Why are you so happy now?"

Claire gritted her teeth: "Maybe he has excellent grades and can pass the assessment early."

"You think flying helicopters and yachts is that easy?"

Jones sneered: "These two items alone require at least two years of training, plus high-altitude skydiving, hang gliding, and wilderness survival training. Do you think he is a superman who can master skills that are impossible to learn in a short period of time?"

"You definitely can't."

Claire grinded her back teeth and had the urge to bite him: "Don't use your low-IQ thinking to judge others."

Jones' handsome face darkened: "Who do you think has a low IQ?"

Claire tit-for-tat: "Who else besides you?"

"stop!"

Jack made a pause gesture, looked at the patient on the bed, and interrupted the two of them again.

"He opened his eyes!"

~

Xu Shaoxiong was lying on the hospital bed and was woken up by someone.

However, the two parties in the quarrel had no consciousness of disturbing the patient's rest. The quarrel was extremely fierce, mocking each other and refusing to give in to each other.

He weakly opened his eyes, wanting to see who it was.

The face that came into view was strangely familiar.

Jones, Jack, Claire.

It's them? !

He didn't know why, but when he saw them, that strange feeling came over him again, and their names appeared in his mind involuntarily.

It was as if we were very familiar with them. We had been through fire and bullets together and experienced more than one life and death crisis.

Moreover, they were not speaking Chinese, but English, and he actually understood them.

why?

Uncontrollable doubts welled up in his heart again, and he was stunned for a moment as he looked at the three heads that were getting closer.

"Are you awake? Do you want a drink of water?"

Claire approached cautiously, speaking in Chinese this time.

"Who are you?"

Xu Shaoxiong did not answer the question, his voice was hoarse and he could not hear clearly.

"We are your saviors."

Jones didn't know that he had heard everything they just said. He grinned deliberately and answered his doubts in a humorous way.

"Thank you."

Xu Shaoxiong vaguely remembered what happened before he fell into coma last night, and knew that they had indeed saved him.

Thinking about Claire once coming to the bar to provoke, and what they said, he was very much like a person.

He sensitively sensed something was wrong.

There seems to be something that he hasn't been able to figure out yet.

"Drink some water first. Your voice is too hoarse. You need to replenish water and moisturize your throat."

Claire is good at emergency care and can provide first aid when her companions are injured and their lives are in danger.

She heard that Xu Shaoxiong's throat was uncomfortable, so she gave him a kind reminder, got a water glass, and put the straw into his mouth.

Xu Shaoxiong took a sip following her wishes, and the burning feeling in his throat was indeed better.

He was about to say thank you when Claire interrupted him with a smile.

"No need to say thank you."

At this moment, her gentleness was completely different from when she fought with him in the bar: "You being alive is the greatest comfort to us."