When mu Yuan woke up, he was on the plane back to China. There were some injuries on his body. A military doctor was bandaging mu zhenxin's wound. Blood could be seen from the gauze, and it was obvious that the wound was very deep. Mu zhenxin looked at him coldly. Mu Yuan blurted out,"general, you're almost 50 years old. Don't learn to be on the front line like other young people. It's too frustrating to look at these bumps and bumps. My mother will scold you for trying to be strong."
General mu, whose flesh had almost been bitten off by his own son, was speechless.
Unfilial son!
