Chapter 2805

Jack benefited a lot from this conversation.

This is mu yuan's wish for many years and has never changed.

Xiaoyuan

Jack admires Xiaoyuan very much. Similarly, he loves Xiaoyuan very much.

The softest place in his heart was given to such a person. After Mu yuan fell asleep, he sat on the roof, thought a lot, and dialed old Rayleigh. Old Rayleigh has been happy recently. The Anderson family has been in history for a year, and the whole family is celebrating, immersed in joy, looking forward to every year, and every year... Has been disappointed.

Finally reached the peak.

"Dad, I'm sick." Jack's phone call didn't change old Riley's mood. He even said casually, "take medicine when you're sick. You're still young. If you're sick, come to me. I can't help you. If you're sick, tell your junior colonel. Don't tell me."

Jack paused for a moment. "I've been anxious... For half a year."

Old Riley, "..."

It was like a bomb, which made old Riley lose his words. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. He wanted to swear, but he couldn't say it. If he wanted to say something, he couldn't say it, so he choked.

He almost suffocated.

"Are you... Going to kill us?"

"When Xiaoyuan recovers, I want to go to China for tactical exchange for three years. Do you think..." Jack asked.

"No!" Riley said in a deep voice that the three years of the peak of a single soldier are much more valuable than diamonds and gold. How can it be wasted? Now it's Jack's peak, but he wants to do tactical communication. This is undoubtedly... Self exile.

"Two years." Jack spoke difficultly.

"No!" Old Riley never thought about it and flatly rejected it. "You are thirty years old. The peak career of a soldier is at most thirty-five years old. If you go up, you will go downhill. You have only one three years. You want to waste it? Jack, what are you thinking?"

Both father and son seldom talk openly, and almost don't talk about their worries when they grow up. Wesley and Jack are very independent people. Even if there is something hidden in their hearts, they rarely bother their parents and families. They all solve it by themselves. Unless he can't bear it, he will seek their parents' help.

This is rare.

Old Riley is also very confident in his son.

"I'm a little tired." Jack whispered, "I haven't had a vacation in the past five years. Even if it's accumulated vacation, I also have a long vacation. Not to mention, my state can't be on the front line. I'll do tactical communication and retreat from the second line. I'm still responsible for what I was originally responsible for, but I can't go to the front line again."

In recent years, he has trained many people. There is a little boy named Rhett over there who is also extremely excellent. Wesley can also take over some things. He needs time for treatment.

"Anxiety disorder can't be cured overnight. Before my disease is cured, I can't conclude that my decisions are correct, and I can't judge whether my mood will affect my decisions. This is something I can't control. I don't want more tragedies to happen because of my disease. I need time to treat."

"Don't think I don't know how I got this anxiety disorder." Old Riley roared and almost smashed something. He was already very angry, "who are you forcing?"

"I'm responsible for you, my family, myself... And my comrades in arms. Dad, I have seven emotions and six desires. I'm not a robot. If I have feelings, I will have emotions and lose control. Getting sick is not what I want. Now it's meaningless to discuss why getting sick. It's about treatment. I've asked a psychologist to come over and actively cooperate with the treatment." Jack said gently.