What Bai Chen didn't say is that she has already determined that she is a member of the "old transfer team". Unless all her companions are replaced, she will definitely choose to continue and do not want to repeat her previous experiences.

She felt that the reason now was enough to convince Long Yuehong, after all, this was indeed one of her ideas.

Long Yuehong stammered for a moment and said:

"But the probability of 'heart-free' within the company is very low, similar to some terminal illnesses, so there is no need to be so afraid."

Since you cannot avoid terminal illness, there is no need to worry too much about "heartless disease".

Bai Chen responded calmly:

“It’s totally different for me.

"Many terminal illnesses can be prevented and avoided, but 'heartless disease' cannot do it. Moreover, if I have a terminal illness, I don't die immediately. I have plenty of time to deal with various things and find ways to fulfill my wishes. Once I have a 'heartless disease', I will immediately lose all my mind and no longer look like a person."

"That's right..." Long Yuehong couldn't say anything about the other party at all.

The employees of "Pangu Biology" actually know this difference, but they have lived like this for decades and have continued from generation to generation. Many times, they will ignore these intentionally or unintentionally, making themselves happier and easier.

Otherwise, what else can it be?

When did he change his personality, Shang Jianyao, who gave up on one-handed push-ups with Long Yuehong, started a new topic.

He looked at Long Yuehong and said:

“If you leave the Department of Security, which position do you want to go?”

Long Yuehong really thought about this problem when it was late at night, but she definitely couldn't say that.

He organized the following language:

“I will go wherever the company arranges me to go.”

"Hyit." The honest Shang Jianyao said something.

While Long Yue's face turned red, Shang Jianyao took the initiative to help him "consider" this matter:

“How is the supervisor of the event center?

"Look at Old Chen, most of the time, he has nothing to do. He just needs to hold a cup, sit there, listen to people chat, sell things on his behalf, and hand over the food to the employees below, without having to queue up by himself.

"When you are busy, you just organize activities, sing, dance, play chess, and play basketball..."

Long Yuehong blurted out:

"This is not very suitable for me. I don't like dealing with a lot of people so much, let alone organizing events."

Speaking of this, he found that his answer seemed to have been thoughtful and added again:

"I'm only d5 now. Even if I can upgrade to one level this time, it's d6. Well, I can add one level after leaving the security department as usual, that is d7, but the directors of the activity center are all level d8."

"It still needs to be done!" Shang Jian Yaoyu patted Long Yuehong's shoulder earnestly.

At this time, Jiang Baimian, who had finished the report, walked in, heard the conversation between the two, and laughed:

"Xiaohong, don't think about it. Even if you can leave our team, you should stay in the security department. Just become an internal staff member. It is likely to be doing intelligence analysis work. Otherwise, wouldn't it be useless for your experience?"

On the way back to "Pangu Biology", she talked with Long Yuehong privately, saying that according to the regulations of the Ministry of Security, members who were seriously injured and disabled can apply to be transferred from the front line, making it necessary for him to consider his future life.

For such members who have made great contributions, the Ministry of Security will consult with him when arranging subsequent work.

Therefore, what Jiang Baimian said just now actually hidden her own suggestions.

"It's good." Long Yuehong thought about it carefully and found that the work mentioned by the team leader was quite suitable for him.

Moreover, if he has been living on the surface, he will inevitably feel a serious feeling of loss and cannot adapt quickly if he is transferred to a position completely isolated from the outside world.

In comparison, doing intelligence analysis can allow him to still contact the outside world and understand the surface of the earth to some extent.

For some reason, Long Yuehong didn't want to discuss in depth about her leaving the "old tuner group". She quickly pulled a shield and said to Shang Jianyao:

"If you leave the Ministry of Security, which position do you want to go?"

Shang Jianyao's eyes lit up:

"When I save all mankind, I will apply to be transferred to the event center as the supervisor, hold singing competitions every week, organize everyone to dance every week, and take turns to come!"

What a simple ideal... Don't you think that saving all mankind is not very suitable for the wishes behind it? Long Yuehong whispered a few words and said perfunctorily:

"I hope there will be such a day."

Jiang Baimian stopped the two of them from chatting, clapped his hands and said:

"Everyone starts exercising."

Because they just came back, the "old adjustment team" was particularly tight in most cases on the dust and had to maintain enough condition and had no time to polish their body. Therefore, their first day of exercise focused on restoring sex and self-adjustment, which was quite friendly to Long Yuehong, who had just walked out of serious injuries.

But even so, his body was sweating faster than usual. Not long after, his clothes were wet and stuck to his body surface.

"You have a belly." Shang Jianyao pointed out.

Long Yuehong almost became angry and embarrassed.

Isn’t this a pot that doesn’t open to pick up?

Shang Jianyao immediately took command:

"Xiaobai, press his legs and let him practice his core more."

"Okay." Bai Chen did not refuse.

Long Yuehong was stunned for a moment:

"Okay, OK..."

"Didn't you do this before?" Jiang Baimian glared at Shang Jianyao.

She was helping her when she saw the injustice.

Shang Jianyao said with confidence:

"I forgot to go to the doctor to check my mental problems as soon as I come back."

As he said that, he walked towards the door of the training room.

Long Yuehong shook her head and began to exercise the core of her abdomen with Bai Chen's help.

During this process, he remembered the conversation with Shang Jianyao just now, and the future they were longing for, and he felt a little emotional:

If there was no "heartless illness" and sufficient supplies, such a life would be really beautiful...

As the thoughts changed, Long Yuehong looked at Bai Chen, then looked at the team leader who was aerobic next to her, and couldn't help but add in his heart:

In fact, if you don’t go out and don’t worry about “no heart disease”, it’s good now…

…………

"Pangu Biology", the third floor of the underground building.

Shang Jianyao met Dr. Lin in an old place.

The woman in her thirties looked mature and intellectual with her black hair, a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses.

She found Shang Jianyao's file, picked up a black pen, and said in a chatty tone:

"I thought you would come some days later."

Shang Jianyao responded seriously with his expression:

"I'm mainly here to tell you that there should be no need for further treatment and observation in the future."

"You feel completely healed?" Dr. Lin had no emotional fluctuations.

She has seen many similar patients and similar statements.

Shang Jianyao replied seriously:

"No, the problem has become more serious and it is no longer helpful."

Dr. Lin, who heard the patient's evaluation of his own condition for the first time, was obviously stunned for a few seconds:

"You can judge whether you can save it or not."

Shang Jianyao showed a sunny smile:

"We have reached an agreement and have a sufficiently complete discussion mechanism. It is very good now and there is no need for further treatment. This cannot be treated. We cannot kill a few living people in order to cure the disease."

We...Doctor Lin secretly "hissed" and said in Shang Jianyao's tone:

"Are you sure you have no differences?"

"Yes, but the general direction is the same, that's enough. Seeking common ground while reserving differences." Shang Jianyao's spirit was completely different from a patient.

Dr. Lin asked tentatively:

"In what general direction do you reach an agreement?"

"Save all mankind!" Shang Jianyao's expression suddenly became serious.

Dr. Lin's palm, holding a black pen, suddenly tightened.

She hesitated for a few seconds and said seriously:

"I will record your words just now and report them. Is there any problem?"
To be continued...