The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1910 Only lose one person, live up to the world
Military General Hospital.

Inside the intensive care unit.

A man was lying on a hospital bed, still showing no signs of waking up, but according to the observations of the medical equipment that monitors his body functions, his various data are still stable.

That's a reassuring sign.

"dad."

In the corridor, an octogenarian came slowly, followed by two straight men with pine figures, their faces were determined, and they looked like guards.

They just followed behind the old man step by step without support.

The middle-aged man sitting in the corridor outside the ward stood up.

"Why are you here?"

The old man didn't respond. He came to him, turned around, and looked through the glass at the eldest grandson in the ward who has been in a coma since then.

"Soon, there will be results."

The eyes of the middle-aged man with graying temples and deep temperament narrowed his eyes. He didn't realize it at first, but his face changed after a while.

"Dad, what's the situation ahead now?"

Although he once won the title of the three armies, but now he has long since disarmed and returned to the field, and is just a commoner.

The old man shook his head, silently staring at his eldest grandson on the hospital bed.

"Very pessimistically, the world summit meeting has decided to adopt the 'tsarist plan'."

"The Tsar's plan?"

"Five Tsar-class bombs are already in the air. They will be transported to Shay Yadin Island, which is only more than 1000 miles away from the front line. If the battle situation continues to deteriorate, these five Tsar-class missiles will destroy everything there."

As the former commander-in-chief of the three armies, Li Zhengrong naturally knew the power of the Tsar-level bomb very well.

It is said that when the Soviet Union tested the explosion, the power of the explosion caused the entire Eurasian continental plate to move a few centimeters.

And now.

He actually planned to shoot five at a time.

"Dad, you can't do this! There are so many of our soldiers there..."

"We all know that. But we have no choice."

The old man pursed his lips, and no emotion could be seen on his furrowed face.

"At the World Summit, our country has done its best. But in the face of the fate of all mankind, those soldiers can only be sacrificed."

There was silence in the hallway.

"Dad, where's Buto? He's still there."

half an hour.

Li Zhengrong spoke.

This man, who has experienced great ups and downs, did not change his expression when facing himself falling from the peak to the dust, but at this time, there was a clear fluctuation in his eyes.

The old man who was the same age as the country, and who was of great significance to the country even now, pursed his lips. Perhaps because of his age, his lips were trembling involuntarily. After a long silence, the old man spoke hoarsely.

"Our Li family is only responsible for one person, not for the world."

……

East China Sea.

Tokai University.

Yao Chenxi just finished a class.

"Goodbye, Professor Yao."

"Goodbye, Teacher Yao."

"Goodbye."

Holding the books in their hands, the students greeted Yao Chenxi politely before leaving the classroom.

In Donghai University's latest selection of the most popular faculty and staff, Yao Chenxi lived up to expectations and successfully defended the title of Donghai University's most popular professor for the third time.

Yao Chenxi wiped the blackboard clean, and the students had all left.

She tidied up the lesson plans, picked up the mobile phone that had been muted before class and left it next to her, only to realize that there were several missed calls.

She opened it and found that it was Song Luoshen calling, more than ten minutes ago.

Logically speaking, at this time in the afternoon, Song Luoshen should know that she is at school, and if she does not answer the phone, she is in class, and it is unlikely that she will call several times in a row.

For some reason, Yao Chenxi's originally relaxed mood became inexplicably dull and depressed. She frowned and turned back to Song Luoshen.

The call was connected quickly.

"Sorry, I was just in class..."

"He may not come back."

Song Luoshen's voice came from there.

Yao Chenxi's pupils shrank, and his mind went blank for an instant.

"What did you say? Who, who can't come back?"

"I'm sorry, although I can't disclose it to the public, I think we should inform you."

Yao Chenxi's face was pale, this intellectual and elegant woman who became more and more beautiful and gentle after becoming a mother lost her manners at this moment for the first time.

"Impossible! He promised, he will definitely come back alive!"

"sorry."

Song Luoshen just repeated these three words.

these three words.

She shouldn't have said it.

It's just that the person who should say it may not have this opportunity.

In the empty lecture hall, Yao Chenxi's eyes were in a trance, her face was unacceptable, and she held onto the table as if she lost her strength.

……

Spring and Autumn Washington.

NO.18 Inside the villa.

"Sister, the next batch of main styles has been designed. When you are free, make a schedule and take a promotional photo."

Su Yuan sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding a plate of cherries in her hand. She still had the baby face full of cartoons. It looked the same as when she was studying. Has been replaced with slightly curly long hair.

"No time to."

Shen Manni was straightforward, without raising her head, as she reviewed the quarterly report in her hand.

"Sister, it's just taking a few photos, and it won't take you long. Am I still your sister?"

Su Yuan said coquettishly.

Shen Manni didn't bother to talk to her at all.

Ever since she chose to start her own business and started a clothing brand, her little sister has been clinging to her. When she was in school, she used to hide from her like a scourge, but now even though she bought a house, she still runs to her every day.

Sometimes he begged her to shoot an advertisement, and sometimes he asked her to promote it. She was completely using her sister as a tool.

"sister!"

Su Yuan used her trump card.

"If you don't help me, I'll call my uncle! If my sister doesn't help me, who can help me?"

Shen Manni finally raised her head, her beautiful face was unusually plain, she seemed to be used to it.

"Brother, you have to settle the score clearly. I have taken at least five or six commercials for your brand, right? Not including you asking me to wear your brand clothes. When are you going to give me the endorsement fee? End it?"

Su Yuan's face turned red, and she couldn't speak for a moment.

"Sister, why are you doing this! Are you short of my money? And it's not like I won't give it! It's just that I owe it first, and when I make money, I'll give you the principal with interest!"

Shen Manni smiled lightly.

"As far as I know, your clothing brand has been profitable since it was born less than three months ago. You said you didn't make any money?"

nonsense.

Although the current national goddess has seldom appeared in works and has retreated behind the scenes to be the boss, her popularity is still there.

After she spared no efforts in publicizing, and even showed her support in person, no matter how rotten her clothes are, she might not be worried about selling them.

In fact, Su Yuan bought a car half a year after creating her own clothing brand, and a house a year later with full payment.

In a place like the East China Sea, which is full of luxury and money, not to mention the rich and the rich, at least she can be regarded as a veritable little rich woman.

"Sister, I didn't expect you to be so stingy! Don't I just owe you some money! Brother Futu still owes me money, let him pay you when the time comes!"

Su Yuan blurted out.

After the words came out, the pair of sisters looked at each other and gradually fell silent.

(End of this chapter)