those years of rebirth

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An advanced nursing room in the General Hospital of the Military Region.

At this time, this place has become the focus of the hospital. The dean and attending physicians from various departments have come to consult with the patients here, in order to come up with a set of solutions.

However, they all felt a little helpless at this time.

"Dean, the old man's body is too short, and now he can breathe a sigh of relief, it's because of those few needles... I'm so weak..."

The vice president patted the shoulder of the president, Li Xuebing, and said with a sigh.

At the door, the family members of Li Xuebing and Li Xuewu stood there anxiously.

"Dad, when the little uncle comes, grandpa will be sure. Grandpa said that there are only two people in this world who can earn their lives against the sky. One is Grandpa Zhang Yicheng, and the other is the little uncle..."

Li Zhuang said with certainty.

Li Xuewu said in a deep voice: "Little brother is temporarily unable to get through, there must be someone over there who can hold him back."

"People from Shaolin are so domineering as soon as they come out. One day, I will go to Shaolin and arrest all those monks."

Li Hao said in a deep voice.

At the end of the corridor, a figure quickly walked over.

Li Yan said pleasantly: "The little uncle is here."

Wang Hengxiao didn't exchange too many pleasantries, and asked anxiously: "How is it, how is the master?"

In fact, Wang Hengxiao knew better than anyone present about the body of his master Li Jiansheng, so asking anxiously was just an instinctive reaction.

Without waiting for a few people to answer, Wang Hengxiao opened the door and walked in.

"Junior Brother, my dad just passed out when he arrived at the hospital..."

Li Xuebing hurriedly agreed, but Wang Hengxiao didn't respond. After entering, he came directly to the master's bedside. No one dared to move the silver needles on his chest, and the instrument next to him marked the slow and weak heartbeat.

"Junior brother, can dad still be saved?"

Li Xuewu asked a question.

It is also the people of the Li family who are most concerned. The situation of the elderly is very serious, and they all want to know if they can be saved, that is, whether they can survive.

Wang Hengxiao's eyelids trembled, and he said in a low voice, "I'll wait until I get the pulse."

all of a sudden!

The members of the Li family were silent. Li Xuebing, Li Xuewu, and Li Zhuang knew the reason why Wang Hengxiao said this best.With Wang Hengxiao's ability, he naturally knows Li Jiansheng's situation like the back of his hand.

In this way, Wang Hengxiao explained the situation.

Mr. Li Jiansheng's time is numbered.

Wang Hengxiao felt the pulse gently, the disappointment in his eyes was fleeting, and the situation was worse than when he just left the ring.

"Little brother, what's the matter?"

Li Xuewu asked eagerly.

Wang Hengxiao's face showed sadness, and he said in a deep voice, "I can keep Master alive for three days."

Suddenly, everyone in the Li family was shocked.

Three days!

Mr. Li Jiansheng has only three days to live.

Brothers Li Xuebing and Li Xuewu shed tears at the same time. Both brothers are in their forties.Back then, Li Jiansheng waited for the war to stabilize before getting married and having children.But both brothers knew that their father had suffered all his life.

I'm old, and I haven't enjoyed the blessings of several years. The most comfortable one may be the few years I lived in my hometown in the mountains.

"Master's body began to deteriorate and age last year. This time, at the exchange meeting, I told Master that it's best not to touch it. His body can't stand the exhaustion."

Wang Hengxiao said softly: "The battle with Shaolin Zhizhi Zen Master consumed the last vitality of the master's body, and the body can no longer support it."

"I knew it was Shaolin people, these bald donkeys, now I have someone to burn down their monk temple."

Li Zhuang shouted loudly, turned around and was about to leave.

Wang Hengxiao shouted sharply: "Li Zhuang, come back."

Looking at Li Zhuang, Li Hao and others, Wang Hengxiao said in a deep voice: "This matter is a matter of the martial arts world. I will naturally go to Shaoshi Mountain to ask for an explanation in the future. You go now, and you will make people laugh for nothing."

Li Zhuang groaned and groaned twice, but he didn't move after all, standing by the hospital bed.

"Little brother, can you wake my dad up?"

Li Xuewu, the younger brother, was calmer than the older brother Li Xuebing, and asked.

Wang Hengxiao looked at Li Xuebing, Li Xuebing also nodded, Wang Hengxiao hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "If you wake up now, Master won't survive for three days."

Suddenly, the two brothers hesitated.

However, the old man can't stay awake until the end of his life in three days, right?

Therefore, I still have to wake up and say the last words.

Wang Hengxiao carefully moved several silver needles on the master's chest, pulled out three of them, the old man's chest heaved violently, coughed twice, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Cough cough..."

The old man is obviously much older than yesterday, his cough is weak, and he seems to die at any time, but his eyes are still very energetic. The first thing he looks at is Wang Hengxiao, with a low and somewhat vague voice: "Little guy , after all, the old man didn't make it to the day you woke up, from now on, when I'm gone, it's all up to you."

Wang Hengxiao knew what the master meant, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, master, I will definitely do my best."

Both the master and the apprentice knew that if the old man left, the privileged institution of Guoan might not be able to keep it.

The road ahead for Wang Hengxiao will also be extremely difficult.

Even the situation in the west game will become extremely embarrassing.

When it's time to leave, the old man is still concerned about these important national affairs, and he doesn't talk to his relatives and children immediately. It can be seen that this old man has really been looking for a way out for the country and the nation all his life.

For the time being, the old man only believes that Wang Hengxiao, an extraordinary person, can contribute to the development of the nation in the future, so he supports him so much.

Mr. Li Jiansheng patted Wang Hengxiao's wrist lightly, and then looked at his family.

Wang Hengxiao's eyes were slightly moist, he shook the master's hand with slack muscles and protruding knuckles, nodded slightly to the Li family, turned around and left here alone.

At this time, it is the last time for their family to reunite!

Just as Wang Hengxiao walked out of the ward, several figures hurriedly walked outside, followed by a large group of bodyguards. Each of them was a few national, family, leaders, leaders, and people who appeared on the news every day. Hearing that Li Jian fell ill No matter what, Li Jiansheng is their revolution, life, predecessor, and generation. There is no doubt about this. No matter what their standpoint, they all have to come and take a look.

When they saw Wang Hengxiao, they all knew each other. They nodded appreciatively, patted the young man on the shoulder, and entered the ward.

They are very clear about Wang Hengxiao's matter. A young hero, a rare talent, will definitely be a pillar of the country and can provoke the development of the next generation.

Wait!

These are short evaluations.

At this time, Mr. Li Jiansheng fell ill, and many people's minds became active. Wang Hengxiao, a young hero who had just shown his edge, became a little glaring.

However, everyone knows that the first thing to be determined is to gradually weaken the privileges of national security, and the person in charge of national security also needs to be determined quickly. Such an important department cannot be left alone for a day, but it is necessary to be responsible to the central government. of.

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The next morning!

Wang Hengxiao sat in the corridor outside the ward, and he sat here all night, all night, with a steady stream of people coming to see him, some even came over from other military regions overnight.But in order not to disturb Mr. Li Jiansheng's rest, they all waited in the corridor at the door.

The Li family was also waiting inside.

And this time.

Suddenly there was a burst of calmness, followed by whining!

Wang Hengxiao hurriedly turned around and went in. Standing at the door, what he saw was the sign that the heart had stopped beating, and the instrument made a series of harsh sounds.

Li Xuebing and Li Xuewu rushed into the room together.

Li Yan threw herself directly into Wang Hengxiao's arms, and began to cry. She was usually a little afraid of her grandfather, but yesterday her grandfather apologized very kindly to her, and has not treated their grandchildren well.

"dad!"

"dad!"

Li Xuebing and Li Xuewu yelled together, and then stood by the bed, looking at the bed, the old man's face was serene, his eyes closed.

Wang Hengxiao was a little stunned, hugged Li Yan's shoulders that were loose from crying, and looked at the face of the master. This was the first time he had lost a close relative. Although there was no blood relationship, it is no exaggeration to say that The status of a master is as important to Wang Hengxiao as his parents.

Li Zhuang, Li Hao, and Li Hao all stood there silently, biting their lips tightly.

More than 40 people from all over the country who had been waiting here almost overnight also showed sadness and regret.

The leaders of the Central Committee and the Central Committee got the news and rushed over again as soon as possible.

This is the third time Wang Hengxiao has seen such a scene.

The first time was the death of Mr. Lin five years ago, and the second time was the death of Mr. Zhang Yicheng three years ago. This time, it was finally his master's turn.

The older generation of many martial arts participating in the martial arts exchange meeting heard the news and rushed over to mourn the death of a martial arts senior.

Especially people from Shaolin and Iga Dojo, as well as people from Liu's Boxing Gym in Taiwan and Taiwan.

Zen Master Zhizhi was still wounded. Wang Hengxiao was not polite in those few blows. It is a pity to come here. If the time can be restarted, he will not shoot Li Jiansheng.

Iga Dojo has just lost Iga Yuda, and everyone is immersed in grief, but according to their seniority, they have to participate; and the people of Liu's Boxing Gym, who are also Li Jiansheng's juniors, must come to participate.

The funeral was held that afternoon.

On the national news of the day, the whole country mourned the loss of a great proletarian revolutionary.A number of countries, families, leaders, leaders, and people appeared on the news to mourn the old man.

Wang Hengxiao stood in an inconspicuous corner among the relatives, wearing filial piety clothes. Standing beside him were two brothers and sisters Li Yan and Li Zhuang, behind them were two brothers Li Hao and Li Hai, and Li Xuebing and Li Xuewu were standing at the end. Front

(To be continued)