In the Fengqiao Research Institute, Daqiang, who had woken up, looked up at the ceiling.

It was two hours since he woke up. The doctor conducted a detailed examination on him and confirmed that he was not seriously injured. He left. A beautiful young nurse helped him wipe his body and asked him to ring the bell if he had anything to do, and then left.

His memory only ended up being trampled by the giant war dog, and what happened afterwards became blurred.

I'm not dead?

Where am I?

How was that big monster?

How are everyone doing?

This little nurse is very beautiful.

Wait, my lower body is gone?

What's the use of being a little nurse?

When will I still think about this? How can I use my lower body to think with my lower body?

What should I do in the future?

How should I live for the rest of my life?

Gradually, Daqiang's emotions gradually became increasingly depressed.

I should be grateful for my life, but when I think of my current appearance and my parents at home, tears flowed down my face.

Honor or passion will always make people do heroic and great things.

But the consequences and pressures need to be borne by themselves and no one can replace them.

For a while, Daqiang lay on the bed and thought to himself, I'm like this, I might as well die.

Maybe I will suffer a little less...

At this moment, the door opened and Zhuang walked in not far away.

"Daqiang woke up?" Zhuang not far away, sat by Daqiang's bed, trying not to look at his empty lower body.

Then he put the gift of visiting the disease on the table.

One big one middle one small one, three boxes.

"Mansion...Mansion owner?" Daqiang's memory was blurred, but he had seen Zhuang not far away in the manor several times and knew that he was a big shot.

"It's me, do you remember what we said before you fell into a coma?"

What? Have we said anything?

"Forgot?" Zhuang Buyuan reached out and gestured, "About such a long matter?"

Uh, Daqiang was shocked and thought about it.

Men always remember this kind of thing deeply, even when they were confused.

"However, we have a technical problem now." Zhuang Buyuan scratched his head, "I learned about the research progress of our institute. If you want to stand up as soon as possible... Well, do you have any opinions on how many hands you grow and turn into four legs?"

He unfolded the white paper in his hand and showed it to Daqiang: "It's probably like this."

In the picture, half man and half dragon, with scales in body, Daqiang, with six arms, looked ahead with a proud look.

"Uh..." Considering the appearance of the Blood servant himself, Zhuang Buyuan added a few more strokes on his shoulder: "Of course, it is possible to have two other heads for free."

Daqiang:...

Are you teasing me?

"Of course, there are other benefits. For example, the length we agreed on may look two or three times longer. I won't draw this, please imagine it yourself."

Damn, what do I want to do that long!

Daqiang's eyes were circled.

Seeing Daqiang's dull appearance, Zhuang Buyuan grabbed his head and said, "I understand..."

Daqiang is definitely unwilling to do this.

"We are currently promoting the remodeling of the broken limbs, but according to the current progress, it will take about a few months to a few years... I still have plan B, which is to temporarily freeze your time so that you can recover after waking up..."

Daqiang's eyes were circled, and he couldn't understand it.

Is Zhuang Buyuan talking about what medical term?

This must be the case!

At present, the manor’s research on stem cells has actually made great progress and can repair some organs in the body.

However, there has not been much progress in limb cultivation at present, because the main direction of previous research was to repair the damaged lymphatic system for Zhuang's not-so-distant grandfather.

The gap between this level of restoration and the complete reshaping of the lower body is like the technological gap between building a bungalow and building a skyscraper.

However, there were successful cases in the manor before, that is, the technology used to treat the big tiger.

In fact, the big tiger's injuries were similar to the big hero's injuries, and the lower body was shattered, and then the cells from the blood servant were used, and the big tiger became a dog and dragon man.

The problem is, this is a person, not a dog.

For the big tiger, becoming a dog and dragon man is a leap in the level of life, but for the big tiger, this is becoming a monster.

"You think about it carefully and then decide." Zhuang Buyuan said, "By the way, this is my gift to visit me."

In the small and medium-sized boxes, there are the badges and the knife leaves from the big bull.

"This was given to you by Lao Xu, it's a badge."

"This is given to you by the big bull, his favorite leaf."

This leaf is like a feather, with sharp jagged protrusions at the end, which are light and sharp.

Daqiang waved his hand gently and immediately fell in love with the knife.

But... he looked at his lower body, and the light in his eyes instantly dissipated. I was like this, what knife I want!

It's not even necessary to castrate yourself!

"This was given to you by Luo Luo." Zhuang not far away opened the big box again, "She said you are a real warrior."

Warrior? Daqiang smiled bitterly. If he did it again, would he rush forward without hesitation?

He doesn't know.

The box was opened, and Daqiang looked into the box.

Is that a figure or a statue? It's hard to define.

On the platform, a 20-centimeter-high war giant dog was posing for firing a burst gun, and at its feet, there was a small soldier holding a gun, holding his head upward. Even when facing an enemy who was so big that he was so big, he still bravely moved forward and never retreated!

The war giant dog is extremely realistic, each part is perfectly replicated, and the facial expressions of the little soldier are also particularly delicate, just like someone has magnified countless times and has been carefully crafted.

"You saved each of us, the manor owes you." The voice of the manor not far away seemed to float from the distance.

Looking at everything, Daqiang felt another burst of blood surge in his head, and the depressedness just now seemed to disappear.

Only after a long time, he closed his eyes and turned his head.

Excitement is always instantaneous, and silent endurance is eternal.

Moreover, saving the manor? He thought he was not that great, but what he did was remembered by someone, and it was of particular significance after all.

This may be enough.

"Where are my comrades?" Daqiang asked.

Daqiang did not continue to stay in the hospital, so he contacted his troops. That afternoon, the local military hospital sent a team to pick him up.

Daqiang left silently. When Zhuang arrived at his ward not far away, he saw only a box next to the bed.

He opened it and looked at it. It was the big bull's sword leaf inside.

When the sword was given to the hero, Daqiang felt that he could no longer use the knife.

Zhuang Buyuan held the knife and said nothing for a long time, but finally sighed.

Daqiang, please wait for me for a while and we made an appointment.
Chapter completed!