"That's good. Your super power system is quite strong, and it's better than Yvette's volley. The mysterious gift that Yvette prepared for you is actually a special smart wheelchair. She originally wanted to give you a surprise. Don't tell her that I revealed it to you. The reimbursement order from the manufacturer, I have issued it to the procurement department. You can wait to be a Transformer."

Carl's tone was relaxed.

Tiger suppressed the movement, breathed rapidly, and cried.

The chest that stood tall and upright was shaking violently, and big tears rolled down, wet the pillow.

The crying and movements pulled the wounds all over the body, which was painful, sad, and happy.

Everything has not changed, except for himself who has become a useless person.

Teresh didn't like him either.

Ivis is still so silly.

The team leader still likes to preach.

Even the fat girl is as good as usual.

He can also return to the state bureau, work with these people, enjoy the ups and downs, work overtime, scold each other, and compete for his skills...

His world was upside down, but Carl's team still welcomed him.

A long-haired, mustache with little talk, a masculine strongman turned into a buzzhead patient.

For the long hair that Tracy had grown, his proud mustache was shaved off, and he had grown green stubble, as if it was a sign of a new life...

Avis was very focused at this moment. Although he didn't take a shower, it didn't prevent him from being infected by the tough guy Tiger's hard man.

He used Carl's hem to wipe his face and sniff, feeling a lot of saliva and his stomach was screaming.

He is hungry.

"Then will my welcome meeting be done immediately? I... are hungry..."

Avis asked in a low voice.

"You call Dalton and ask him to prepare food with Tracy, so don't have too much taste. I'm afraid the hospital won't let him in, so I'll tell Neil again. He's very busy recently, so he just wants to take a break and come over to eat cake in the evening."

Carl ordered that he had to apply to the hospital to hold a party in the corridor.

Hearing the food, Avis bounced up, stood attentively, and ran to the corridor to make a phone call.

After notifying all the people, hesitated and called Evette.

I thought the fat girl was disabled and was inconvenient to answer the phone, but I had a kind little cousin. When the phone came, I immediately sent it to Evette, who was picky about food.

"Without, we plan to hold a welcome meeting in Tiger ward. You can't come, why don't you just have a video conference?"

"No need, then you can just take a photo and pick me up."

After the fat girl finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

Although her injuries were much lighter than Tiger, her mental trauma was comparable.

She also wants to die.

No snacks, no shopping trips, no difference between death...

No! It’s more painful than death!

She heard that Tiger couldn't stand up, so she contacted a manufacturer who specialized in making prosthetics for the military department and wanted to customize a wheelchair that could stand, fix the neck, control the remote control by hand, and rotate the neck.

When a wheelchair is usually sitting back and forth, you can twist the separation button when you need to stand up, stretching out like a stool to raise a person's body.

Someone in the military department had made a similar wheelchair before. Yvette told Carl, and Carl immediately submitted an approval document to the procurement department.

The future is promising.

Carl showed the Internet pictures on his mobile phone to Tiger and carefully explained the principles and operation methods of standing a wheelchair.

Giving hope is giving people life.

Tiger was not very interested at first.

He is not ready to survive as a disadvantaged group.

The judgment of destiny is directly executed.

But Carl patiently explained that his hard work was very strong, especially when it comes to continuing to recover later, he could restore his ability to move. When walking is no problem, Tiger's eyes ignited a sharp hope-

As long as you can walk... you are not a useless person!

Carl nagged, Avis was almost asleep when he heard it. The silent Tiger finally spoke, as if he was lost, as heavy as a bronze bell hanging in his throat, and choked:

"Old...Boss...I'm sorry..."

"You didn't want to be sorry to me, you didn't want to be sorry to anyone. You saved that child, saved a life, and you survived and saved your own life. You are great and outstanding."

Carl said, showing a heartwarming smile, clearing the haze in front of Tiger.

Tiger's eyes were red and nodded could not be done, so he had to blink hard.

"Yes, senior brother! You can move your hands and your expressions, you can speak, cry and laugh. After your legs recover, you will still be a super special police officer!"

Ivis finally spoke, comforting awkwardly.

"Yeah...good..."

Tiger, weak and bloodless, was exhausted and breathed a big breath and showed a less obvious comforting smile.

"Sleep a little while, I must be very tired. I have never seen you with such an injury. Ives and I are outside the door. I will bring food to Dalton and the others after get off work. I apply to the hospital to hold a welcome party in the corridor and end before the last visit time in the evening."

Carl finished speaking and closed the door.

He deliberately did not mention Teresh, for fear of arousing Tiger's sadness.

"Carl, will Tereshe come? Do you want to pack it into a gift? Then surprise jumped out of the gift box at once..."

Before Avis finished speaking, he took Carl's hammer.

Hiss... This guy's head is so hard! His hands hurt... Carl scratched him and said:

"Are you a gangster? How can you force Tracy like this? Tiger's life is life, is Tracy's not? What kind of bad joke is it to jump out of the gift box? Did you think it out on the spot? Which knee did you think it out?"

"Just...for the time being, a delaying plan! Tiger was a little confused, otherwise, what should I do if I tie my neck again?" Avis defended.

"Treachy is willing to come, but if she doesn't want to, let's not mention anything. Evette has tried it. Traachy has no idea, so don't ruin it!" Carl narrowed his eyes and warned.

"As for...responsibility..."

Avis sat upright on a stainless steel chair with one leg missing, staring at the sleeping Tiger.

Carl went down to the hospital greening area and called.

By the way, Dalton transferred 500,000 yuan to serve as the activity fund.

Originally, the team members were injured today, and Lu Yisi had a lot of trouble, so Carl did not plan to answer official phone calls.

But my dear bald uncle Raymond sent him a message: "Carl, I am now looking for the theft of chemical raw materials and rare metal warehouses. The suspect is the survivor of the 36 Missing Case! This case is definitely related to the super man! Reply when you see the words! Otherwise, I will die to show you!"

Carl called back and the phone was answered in seconds, as if he had been waiting for him for a whole day.

"Uncle Lei, is he going to send someone to the strange bureau? But we are still dealing with the Sandren case and can't get anyone out of it."

"Oh! Carl! You finally contacted me! Help! What kind of case is this? Uncle, why can't I avoid the 36 missing case? Why am I so unlucky!"
Chapter completed!