Genius Fortune-teller

Out of the window, the sky was very clear. At this time, there was no reason why a dark cloud came. It seemed that Lin Weihu was completely shocked. He didn't want to hear that the old man who had devoted his life to the Republic had such an accident!

"No way It's impossible... " Lin Bai.

Completely stunned, mind unprecedented panic, hands hanging in the side of the body shaking. When he left Yanjing city and came to Kaifeng, he chatted with the old man for a while. At that time, the old man was prosperous in spring and autumn, and he was in excellent health. How could such an accident happen suddenly!

Lin Weihu sighed and whispered: "I didn't believe it when I received the news, but We'd better go back as soon as possible. The longer the delay, the later... "

The words didn't finish, but Lin Bai knew the meaning very well. If they go back late, maybe they can't even see the last side of the old man. If they want to talk about the old man in the future, they can only look for the bits left by his old man from the deep memory!

"Kaifeng is basically over. I'll finish the rest of the work. Lin Bai, you and Weihu should go back to Yanjing as soon as possible." Shen Lingfeng took a step forward and patted Lin Bai on the shoulder. He said in a soft voice: "it's hard to tell the situation of the old man now. It's not sure that things will turn for the better after you go back. Hurry up!"

After saying that, Shen Lingfeng could not help sighing. Mr. Liu was born in 1920, and now he is 93 years old. Few ordinary people can be as healthy as him. What's more, the old man has left countless old wounds on his body for half of his life. When he lies down like this, these old injuries will recur. This is the most difficult thing to deal with!

Lin Weihu grabs the messy hair, grabs Lin Bai's shoulder and pats it heavily, although he doesn't speak. But this man, who has experienced the battle of Laoshan and countless bloody trials, has long been used to life and death. At this time, he can't help but leave two tears on his thin black cheek.

Lin Weihu was born in a poor family. After he was admitted to the military academy, his parents died early. Mr. Liu treated him as if he had done it himself. Liu Qingwu always had a little trouble with him. His father-in-law was always on his side. Moreover, not only in his life, but also in his official career, there is this old man's way. Thinking of the possible ending, he can't suppress the pain in his heart!

The air in the room is extremely silent, and the smoke covers everything. It seems that people don't want to see the sad tears of these iron men.

The pilot of the Second Artillery transport plane was a little surprised to stare at the two men sitting beside him in silence. One was carrying a school star with two bars and four on his shoulder, while the other was dressed in ordinary to the most ordinary clothes. But these two people, without exception, reveal a kind of sour aura in their hearts.

These two men are not simple. The man carrying the military rank has the ferocity of killing and cutting, which is rare in today's Chinese soldiers. The ferocity of the man in ordinary clothes is even heavier than that of the colonel. Just like this, two men show a kind of sadness from inside to outside. Even if they think with their toes, they can think of what happened!

"Fly to Yanjing as fast as you can. Now air traffic control has been implemented. You can go to Yanjing with confidence!" After a moment of silence, Lin Weihu looked at the pilot who was skillfully operating the plane in front of him and suddenly opened his mouth.

Air control?! The pilot's eyelids jump up in an instant. How many years has it been since he last heard this word?! What is the origin of this, so that Kaifeng to Yanjing this busy area of air transport to achieve air control?!

Two hours later, Fengtai military airport.

The night is low, the cold wind is blowing in Yanjing City, and the sky at the end of spring is full of snow. At this time, countless figures were standing there, with an extremely dignified look on their faces.

When the plane stopped, two figures came down from the helicopter. The people standing on one side of the airport rushed to meet them.

"Weihu, the car is ready! As soon as possible A leading old man with two generals on his shoulder clapped his hand and stepped off the plane. Lin Weihu, who looked very tired, said in a deep voice.

The pilot on the transport plane stares at the scene below and takes a deep breath! A lieutenant general came to pick up the plane in person. Who are the two people sitting next to him just now, and what kind of emergency makes them so anxious? Is there going to be a big storm in Yanjing?!

Without any hesitation, Lin Bai and Lin Weihu turned around and walked into the military Dongfeng Iron armour that had already come, then drove out of the airport and headed for the General Hospital of Yanjing military region.

Heavy snow permeates the capital, and the sudden cold makes the pedestrians on the road to and from work tighten their necks one after another, while a Dongfeng armored police light with a military license and various special permits flashes, just like a cold wind blowing winter snow, which rubs people by quickly.

Looking at the back of Dongfeng Iron armour, everyone is full of doubts, and all of them are guessing what happened to make the car do such a move!

The hall of the General Hospital of Beijing military region is congested as never before, and all these people are carrying the title of senior officer. It's common for them to operate in the hospital for many years. The head doctors are shocked. But when they think of the old man lying in the hospital, they know the reason for this scene!"I tell you, no matter what you do, no matter what you do! I'll keep the old man's life, or I'll kill you! " At the gate of the hospital, a silver haired and energetic old man he pointed to a group of doctors in front of him and said in a deep voice: "if old Liu is gone, who will accompany me to drink, smoke, play cards and brag in the future?"

The doctors on the old man's side didn't have a voice. They understood the old man's mood very well. Although the friendship washed out under the barrage of gunfire seems to be incompatible, at such an urgent moment, the greatest friendship will shine the brightest light!

"Old man!" Lin Bai stared at the door, waving his crutch. The old man, whose figure looked very bleak, spoke softly.

He turned around and stared at Lin Bai, who was covered with snow at the door. At that moment, he almost mistook him for his old friend lying on the hospital bed. The heart can't bear the pressure of high load again, tears unconsciously dribble down the orbital bone!

"Old man..." Looking at the old man he's tearful, Lin Bai trembles his lips and wants to say something, but he can't even say a complete word.

Master he raised his weak arm and waved it. Looking at Lin Bai, he said in a soft voice: "don't feel bad, child! I wish you could come back! Maybe I can see the old thing again when I come back now. If it's later Come on, come in with me and see him

Lin Bai and Lin Weihu follow Mr. He and the doctors to the ward. As soon as he walked into the ward, Lin Bai's first feeling was that it was broad and the decoration was very simple, but there was a tight feeling everywhere.

In a corner of the ward, there are all kinds of medical equipment, while Mr. Liu is lying on one side of the bed. The hospital bed was extremely wide, which made it even more obvious that the old man, who was nearly 100 years old, was thin, his cheeks were blue and white, his brows were tight, and his face was in pain.

Around the sickbed stood a group of men and women in military uniforms. Most of them were elderly people, each with a high rank, and they were calm and introverted. They should be the kind of people who are used to giving orders, so they all had the smell of superiors. These people are the old part of Mr. Liu. At this time, hearing about the illness, they put down what they were doing to explore.

"Lin Bai, Wei Hu, you are back..." Sitting on one side of the bed, Liu Junwu, whose face was full of haggard color, heard the sound of the door opening, turned his head and looked at it, and said softly.

After Liu Qingwu saw Lin Weihu, his body trembled and he took a few steps forward. Then he fell into Lin Weihu's arms and began to cry. Before Lin Weihu did not come back, she can still hold on. But now her husband appeared in the side, the hearts of those worried and sad at this time can no longer suppress, all burst out from the heart.

"Let's go and do whatever we should do! We people gather here to influence Lao Liu's recovery! " Looking at the sad appearance of the Liu family, he sighed and spoke softly to the old men who were standing in the ward.

After a moment's silence, a sixty year old general carrying the rank of lieutenant general came out of the crowd, bowed slightly to the doctor behind him, and said in a soft voice, "you guys, the illness of the old chief depends on you all!"

After hearing this man's words, the doctors took a look at each other and then said in a warm voice: "chief, you can rest assured that we will do our best to do what we should do!"

"Chief he, it's up to you..." The old general was silent for a moment. He raised his sleeve and wiped the corner of his eyes. His tears rolled down and down. After half of his words, he couldn't go on!

Master he sighed and said in a deep voice: "a man in his sixties is still the commander of the military region. He was scolded just like he was when he was a correspondent behind old Liu's buttocks. What do you do after crying? Outsiders don't tell jokes when they see them. If old Liu wakes up and sees you like this, they have to whip your buttocks with an armed belt!"

"As long as the old chief can get up, I'll be willing to take the belt and kill me!" The old general raised his sleeve and wiped his face with a sad look in his eyes.

He sighed, patted the old general on the shoulder, and then waved to them to get out of the ward!

After a group of people went out, the room was a lot of empty, but also a lot of desolate, without any human taste, leaving only the unique desolate feeling of the hospital.

Lin Bai takes a step forward and stares at Mr. Liu on the bed. The old man's eyes were closed tightly, his face was blue and white, his hands were gently covered in his chest, his fingertips were constantly trembling, and every time he trembled, dense beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth were twitching, as if in great pain.

"Doctor, do you have any test results about the old man's condition?" Lin Bai held the old man's cold hand, turned to look at the doctor and said, "when I left Yanjing, the old man was still very healthy. How could this happen in just a few days?"

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