Special Forces: I, Private! Destroy the Wolf Fang at the beginning

"Do you really want to stretch your muscles that much?"

Chen Fan glanced at He Chenguang and asked.

"We have been resting for more than two months since we were hospitalized. I don't believe you don't want to move around."

He Chenguang shrugged and said.

"Exerting muscles and bones is not something ordinary people can do. How long can they last?"

Hearing Chen Fan's answer, He Chenguang's eyes lit up instantly and asked: "What? Do you have a better way?"

Facing He Chenguang's question, Chen Fan smiled and asked, "Do you want to go to Langya?"

"You're not talking nonsense! If I didn't want to go to Langya, why would I have been doing rehabilitation training so hard for the past month and a half?"

He Chenguang rolled his eyes and said.

"Then how about we torture the people who tortured Wolf Fang?"

Chen Fan smiled like a fox, his eyes full of shrewdness.

"Abuse the Wolf Fang? What nonsense are you talking about?"

"At our current level, let alone the torture of Langya, we can't even defeat Yanbing and Erniu, right?"

He Chenguang naturally didn't believe what Chen Fan said.

After all, their current strength is no different from ordinary people.

How could an ordinary person be Wolf Fang's opponent?

"It's none of your business."

Chen Fan smiled and stopped talking.

Soon, the boss prepared all the medicinal materials he asked for.

"Young man, these are the best medicinal materials I found for you, please keep them."

"Just now I offended both of you because I was too blind to recognize Taishan. Please don't be as knowledgeable as me."

After seeing He Chenguang's strength, the drug store owner's attitude towards them immediately changed 180 degrees.

Be as respectful as possible.

"How much?"

Chen Fan ignored his flattery and took out his card to pay.

"No money! No money! We are all brothers, talking about money hurts our feelings."

"Take all these back. If you don't have enough, come and ask me for more."

"I don't have any other request. I just want you to help me develop some ointment like this."

When He Chenguang started to do it, the drug store owner had already discovered that almost all the scars on his hands were gone.

He became more and more certain that the things on the prescription had extremely strong repairing abilities.

Therefore, even if Chen Fan does not sell the prescription, he still has to ask Chen Fan for some finished products.

Just by selling the finished products, you will probably make a lot of money.

"Whenever you get your mind straightened out, come find me at some point."

Chen Fan saw through the drug store owner's idea at a glance, and left after saying this.

"The drug store owner is really crazy about money. We don't sell prescriptions, but he still wants to force us. It's really hard to deal with."

After leaving, He Chenguang still looked angry.

"Humanity will be lost in the face of sufficiently large interests."

"If he doesn't value money so much, it doesn't matter if I give him this prescription."

Chen Fan replied calmly.

As an inheritor of traditional Chinese medicine, he naturally hopes that traditional Chinese medicine can develop and grow.

Especially these things that have been lost, he wants to pass them on more than anyone else.

But the drug store owner has lost his true heart, and the prescription given to him will only become a tool for him to make money.

This was not the result Chen Fan wanted, so he refused the shop owner's request.

"Let's go, don't keep grandpa waiting too long."

Chen Fan didn't want to delve too deeply into this topic. After putting the medicinal materials in his hand in the trunk, he drove to He Chenguang's ancestral home.

When we arrived at the ancestral home, it was exactly 12 noon.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw the old man playing chess with another old man with gray hair and a strong appearance in the living room.

At this time, another old man stared at the chessboard with his brows furrowed and made no move for a long time.

"I said, Lao Li, you should hurry up! Why are you so stubborn?"

Seeing that Old Li was still reluctant to make a move, Mr. He urged impatiently.

"Don't disturb me! Let me think again!"

Lao Li cursed loudly.

"here."

Just when Lao Li was hesitant, Chen Fan pointed to one of the locations and said.

"Don't... Huh? If you stay here, wouldn't it be a sure kill!?"

Lao Li didn't react at first and was about to scold Chen Fan, but the next second he stood up excitedly.

"Hahaha! Killer! Lao He! You lose! This bottle of 1982 Moutai belongs to me!"

Lao Li laughed while holding a dusty bottle of wine on the table in his arms.

"This doesn't count! How can what others taught you not count?! Take it back! Take it back!"

Mr. He immediately became unhappy and pretended to grab the bottle of wine.

Naturally, Lao Li was unwilling to give it back to him, so the two old men started grabbing it like children grabbing a toy.

In the end, Mr. He really had no choice but to reluctantly part ways with Lao Li.

"Xiao Fan! How can you help him! I am your grandfather!"

Mr. He looked at Chen Fan and said with tears in his eyes.

Chen Fan scratched his head in embarrassment. He didn't expect that there was a bet between the two of them playing chess.

He just saw Lao Li frowning, so he wanted to give some advice.

"Sir, lunch is ready. Please serve it."

The nanny responsible for taking care of Mr. He's daily life stepped forward at the right time.

This relieved Chen Fan's embarrassment.

"Here, let me introduce you. This is Li Bin, my old comrade-in-arms."

"He is Chen Fan, the fire-fighting hero everyone is talking about recently."

At the dinner table, Mr. He introduced them one by one.

"Young man! You are great! I watched the video of you putting out the fire, you are so brave!"

"You two are great! Without you, those trapped people would have a hard time surviving."

"If you encounter any difficulties in life or work, just tell me and Mr. He, I will definitely make arrangements for you."

Li Bin looked at Chen Fan with great appreciation.

"Thank you for your concern, old leader. I do have something to trouble you for."

Chen Fan said straight to the point: "My hands and Chen Chenguang's hands have almost recovered, I have an unwelcome request."

"That is, after I recover, can we two return to Langya?"

Li Bin and Mr. He were obviously stunned after hearing his words.

"Isn't your hand already..."

Originally, he and the old man wanted to say that Chen Fan's hand was already useless, but he held it back in the end.

Because he didn't want to expose Chen Fan's scars.

"Grandpa He, Chen Fan and I have recovered our hands, look."

As he said that, Chen Fan showed his hands to the two of them.

"They have actually recovered?!"

When he saw Chen Fan's hands that had recovered 80%, Grandpa He widened his eyes in shock.

He remembered that a month and a half ago, there was almost no good skin on Chen Fan's hands.

But now it is almost healed!

And it's not just a simple scarring of the wound, he has restored all the previous scars to a smooth surface.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe that this was a pair of hands that were almost burnt.