Jinling Theater General Hospital.
The soldiers wounded in the operation had been transferred here to receive the best treatment.
This included Battalion Commander Li Gaoliang, who had received Lu Zhou and the others last time...
Although Wang Peng had not recommended that Lu Zhou come here, Lu Zhou insisted, so Wang Peng requested approval from his superiors and brought him here.
According to Lu Zhou, no matter what, the other party had been injured because of his project. If they had been far away, that would have been one thing, but they were right here in Jinling. If he still did not visit, that would have been too coldhearted.
After passing through the access controls, Lu Zhou followed Wang Peng into the inpatient ward, which was not open to the public.
Glancing at the soldier standing guard at the entrance to the corridor and the tight security here, Lu Zhou casually asked,
"People are on guard here too?"
"Of course," Wang Peng nodded. "If it weren't kept confidential, the news would have spread everywhere long ago."
Lu Zhou nodded in understanding and followed Wang Peng to the ward door.
Wang Peng showed the letter in his hand to the guard at the door. After carefully inspecting it, the guard raised his hand and gave each of them a military salute before stepping aside.
Following Wang Peng into the ward, Lu Zhou froze slightly when he saw Li Gaoliang lying in bed, his bandaged legs suspended in the air and visibly shorter.
"Your legs..."
"They were amputated." Li Gaoliang looked at Lu Zhou in surprise. "Professor Lu? Why are you here?"
"I came to visit you." Lu Zhou set the fruit and milk he had brought on the table, his tone complicated. "I'm very sorry to see you like this..."
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