Chu Jinan compared a number.

"We have definitely been developing our own technology for a long time, but now, these devices just provide protection for scarce medical resources."

Fu Rongheng said nothing, tapping his finger bones lightly, as if thinking and deliberation. Years of frowning left a shallow wrinkle between his eyebrows, which caused people unconscious pressure when he was serious.

Chu Jin'an waited patiently for his silence, his eyes fell on Fu Rongheng's hand, and his movements touched her heart.

Until Fu Rongheng spoke.

"How long will it take to quickly form a group of professional field medical teams?"

Some of the ideas were self-evident and coincided with each other. Chu Jinan knew what Fu Rongheng wanted, and she had the same plan herself, so she answered fluently.

"I know some friends who work in the medical field and they are willing to participate in this project. By cooperating with the military, a group of medical teams can be formed in less than three months that can directly go to the battlefield."

This is just a general idea. In actual practice, you will still encounter various problems, but it is indeed urgently needed at present.

"One month."

Fu Rongheng looked at Chu Jinan's stunned eyes and said, "Can you do it?"

He has always been deep and quiet, and that kind of calmness cannot be transformed by the drunkenness of the house, and it will be gone with him step by step.

The dim and sinking sun cast the shadows of the two people on the ground, gradually separating and overlapping.

Fu Rongheng paused slightly.

"Responsibility." Fu Rongheng looked at her and said only two words.

Unknowingly, it was already getting late and the wind was blowing coldly. Chu Jinan and Fu Rongheng were talking about their thirsty mouths, and when they thought of looking for water to drink, they saw the darkness outside the window covering the world.

"It can be done." Chu Jinan looked serious.

Whether it is touched or not, only the people in the play know, not the outsiders.

"Let the project leader come to see me, the sooner the better."

Chu Jinan stood up and stretched out his hand to Fu Rongheng, his expression cold and composed, and his words clear.

She approached with some confusion, her heart skipped a beat inexplicably, and she felt an uncontrollable urge to move, as if the water was about to overflow, and she wanted to do something and get closer.

"Hello, officer, I am the person in charge of field medical care!"

Chu Jinan was stunned, and the tip of his nose moved slightly. At that moment, he smelled the faint scent of cedar on his body. It was cool and pleasant, and he smelled the smell that lasted for many years.

After a while, Fourth Master Fu's face brightened slightly and he stretched out his hand to her.

The low voice fell, accompanied by vibrations in the chest.

Fu Rongheng lowered his eyes and stared at her, his cold eyebrows relaxed a little, and his long eyelashes extended a shallow shadow on his eyelids, hiding the unfeeling mole at the end of his eye.

Among them, the shadow of the girl is vivid, while the latter is as stable as Mount Tai.

A few strands of long black hair are scattered in the palm of Fu Rongheng's hand, waiting for you to pick them.

But why does the old gramophone keep working, along with the gentle music of Yuguang Song, giving everything a tragic color?

His attitude seems a little different from what I imagined. It's very strange.

Chu Jin'an thought that with his appearance, which was both cold and charming, he could still be popular in the world even if he didn't live in a high place.

"Fourth brother?" Chu Jinan asked after he didn't move for a long time.

Just like when she was a child, she had played with a boy countless times, and the boy stretched out his hand from his weapon and rubbed her head randomly in his busy schedule.

"What's wrong?"

"What I want is not how hard you try, but the results." Fu Rongheng, "One month at the latest."

He could even see the small, warm down on her face clearly, like the white velvet of dandelions in spring, which gave him a subtle feeling.

This is a very controlling and overlooking distance.

It's his minimum standard.

Her eyes are like the surface of a lake in spring, soft and vivid, clean and clear.

Maybe it was his calmness that gave her the courage to take a step further. Chu Jinan made an unexpected move, gently resting her chin on his hand and looking up at him.

However, Chu Jinan still had some questions: "Why is it so urgent? Does the team need to do something first?"

There are some things that don't need to be asked, but only need to be obeyed, but she still doesn't quite understand. Fu Rongheng then raised several key questions, and Chu Jinan explained them one by one and talked eloquently.

Chu Jinan reacted and smiled, his cheeks soft and rosy, like flower buds blooming in early spring.

"Isn't she here?" Chu Jin'an said.

Chu Jinan met his eyes.

The next second, the hand withdrew from her chin, and the cool cuff of the white shirt accidentally brushed the tip of her nose, and finally placed his hand on her head.

A brief moment of silence.

Fu Rongheng made arrangements neatly and issued orders. The dim sky reflected his meaningful profile: "The funds are from public funds. If there is no problem, they will be remitted to the hospital account tomorrow night."

Chu Jinan didn't know how those lieutenants spent their time under Fu Rongheng. He could only say that he was good at employing people and even better at controlling them.

Fourth Master Fu never praises others easily, at least the number of times Chu Jin'an has been praised by him can only be counted on one's fingers in more than ten years.

"No, I'm just responsible for cultivating this team. I have other things to do in Beicheng."

The study room is large, but not empty. Military affairs and books are clearly listed, and the voices in it are extremely clear.

The sense of story is profound and strong.

"you're good."

In private matters, he would sometimes indulge her, but in official matters, the strict system would never allow her to act recklessly, and she would be punished if there was any problem.

Her eyes sparkled.

Knead it hard twice.

Chu Jinan: "You can try your best."

The movements are green until they become peaceful.

That shirt was very similar to Fu Rongheng's military uniform, with a pure white color and a hazy shadow outside the window.

When talking to him about official matters, I felt a lot of pressure, and even frowning easily made me feel frightened. I thought about whether I had made a mistake in what I said, but I didn't go easy on Chu Jin'an at all.

Too harsh.

No matter the time or his requirements.

The phalanges are long and ridged.

Fu Rongheng looked at her face and suddenly remembered the last time she pulled his sleeves by the lake. The last words she said, the trembling in her soft voice that was well hidden, were still noticed.

The wind rustled through the treetops, fluttering the tassels on his military uniform.

That kind of cold and straight erectness, nobility, and lightness are too indescribable, but it is intoxicating.

Chu Jinan was not sure and didn't know what he was thinking. He thought of giving Fu Rongheng a surprise and explained deliberately.

But Chu Jinan always felt that the way he wore his white shirt revealed the texture and taste of bones, which was very different from others.

The girl has a soft and reserved face that is unique to the East. She tilts her head upward, stretching her neck to become more slender, and her delicate collarbones are faintly visible under the white shirt.

Fu Rongheng paused for two seconds, and his voice was unintelligibly cold: "You want to go to the battlefield?"

"Thank you, fourth brother!"

She looked at him with burning eyes.

Fu Rongheng suddenly felt that her fingertips were hot when he touched her, and the strange and strange temperature spread from the blood vessels to the heart.

He paused for a moment, then withdrew his hand, and the trace of warmth was withdrawn, and he returned to his indifferent look.
Chapter completed!