Special Forces: Rising from the Ashes of the Lone Wolf

Upon hearing this, Dean Wu smiled warmly and said, "Little one, this is the difference between people."

"Your unintentional act can solve a major problem that has plagued our army for countless years."

"Others rack their brains, but unfortunately they don't have the ability!"

As he spoke, Dean Wu waved his hand.

"You deserve the merits and honors, so I won't say any more."

"The special bonus of eleven million has been deposited into your salary account."

"If the military produces and sells related drugs for treating arthritis."

"Then the profit share will also be deposited into your salary account in full."

At this moment, Dean Wu couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

"With this one skill alone, you can become a billionaire with a guaranteed income regardless of drought or flood."

"We were not short of money before, and we will be even less short of money in the future."

"Isn't it gorgeous?"

America might not die, but no one would turn down money.

If the prescription is indeed used in the civilian sector...

So, a 23% split of 10% is perfectly fine, and even a bit stingy!

"Little guy, can't you give me some reaction? Aren't you even a little bit tempted?"

"Dean, I am happy inside, but I don't want you to describe me as conceited."

Raymond Lam chuckled mischievously: "You know I have quite a few girlfriends."

"There will be even more elderly people who need to be cared for in the future."

"So describing it as 'spending money like water' is not an exaggeration at all!"

Haha, now you know that having many women means a heavy burden?

Well, as an elder, there are some things I can't say out loud.

Dean Wu shook his head and changed the subject: "You and Violet were both awarded first-class merit in this battle."

"This proves that the secrets brought back at the risk of one's life are true and valid."

"Although our military was able to import Su-30 fighter jets."

"But we can only imitate and study, not replicate 100% of the original."

"Now that we have complete data, the military industry will definitely be able to manufacture more advanced fighter jets."

"Especially in the area of ​​aircraft engines, which is a weak point."

"There will be a qualitative breakthrough and leap forward!"

Dean Wu explained a great deal, and Lin Feng was able to fully grasp it.

my country's aviation industry started late and has been constrained by its limitations.

Compared to the US and Russia, it is more than twenty years behind.

To put it simply: some things are not about quantity, but quality!

For example, during the War of Resistance Against Japan, the total number of Chinese troops exceeded six million.

On the other hand, the Japanese

The total troop strength deployed in North China, Central China, and South China is only 750,000.

This also includes second-line troops such as logistics and garrison personnel...

Pulling away, get back to business.

After exchanging words for a while, Lin Feng accepted the medal and prepared to take his leave.

"Young man, you are skilled in medicine, won't you examine this old man for a bit?"

Lin Feng slapped his forehead and chuckled sheepishly, realizing his oversight.

"Dean, you're a general, so your personal physician must give you regular checkups, right?"

"It's different. I just want you to take a look, okay?"

"Okay, I dare not say no," Lin Feng gestured for someone to extend their hand.

Take a careful pulse diagnosis and observe attentively; if you're going to do it, do it well.

"Dean, you have a mild stomach ulcer, and you sometimes experience bloating and pain, right?"

"Experiencing it firsthand, it's truly amazing!"

Dean Wu gave a thumbs-up with his other hand, his expression full of praise.

"Little guy, I just wanted to test you."

"Now I absolutely believe that you are truly a doctor with exceptional skills."

"Yes, my stomach ulcers are an old problem, left over from not taking care of myself when I was young."

"Do you have a cure for this?"

Lin Feng chuckled: "That's not difficult. I'll write you a prescription."

"If you take it on time, I guarantee that the pain will be gone within two months."

He then took a piece of paper and a pen and wrote down a series of drug names and their proportions.

"Please keep this safe, I'm leaving now."

“Wait a minute,” Dean Wu said with a smile, “I won’t take advantage of you for nothing.”

"It's noon, how about I treat you to a general's lunch?"

Hmm, the so-called "general's lunch" is more like a nutritious meal.

It's low in salt and bland, which is something I really can't get used to.

Lin Feng smiled and shook his head: "My girlfriend waited outside for a long time."

"So you can enjoy it by yourself, I won't keep you company!"

Upon hearing this, Dean Wu was both surprised and amused.

"You kid, do you need to bring a secretary with you when you come here?"

"Hehe, we were on our way to the library when you suddenly summoned us, so we came together."

"I see," Dean Wu said, waving his hand knowingly.

"Hurry up and go, lest I get scolded by Han girl."

"Goodbye, Dean. This student takes his leave."

Watching his departing figure, Dean Wu was filled with emotion.

"A contemporary hero, a man of all talents and abilities, whose wisdom is unfathomable."

"A peerless pillar of the nation, a rare find in a century, is truly a blessing for the country!"

In the corridor outside the office,

Upon seeing Lin Feng emerge, Han Yuning couldn't help but act coquettishly.

"It's been over half an hour, what exactly did you and the dean talk about?"

"Great news, do you want to guess?"

Han Yuning stamped her foot: "Does this involve confidentiality principles?"

"No, we didn't have sex..."

Han Yuning reached out her devilish hand and interrupted, "Since it doesn't involve any secrets, why don't you hurry up and tell us?"

Despite the pain in his lower back, Raymond Lam stubbornly refused to move.

"If you tell me to speak, I'll just have to speak. Wouldn't that make me lose face?"

"Hey, are you going to tell me or not?" Han Yuning chuckled.

"I won't tell you, just use whatever method you have."

At the right moment, the two walked out of the office building.

Without any further hesitation, Han Yuning immediately grabbed the man's arm.

She then said in a coquettish tone, "Honey, don't you want to reconsider?"

My initial determination to stick to my guns completely crumbled instantly.

Raymond Lam, who is easily swayed by gentle persuasion but not by force, is most susceptible to his woman's coquettishness.

"Hmph, you've completely figured out and controlled my weakness!"

As they spoke, Lin Feng took two boxes out of his pocket and handed them over.

"These are...two First-Class Merits?"