Zhang Yadong has been sitting silently by the river, sitting under the scorching sun from morning to noon until ......

"Beep ......" It wasn't until the phone ringing in his pocket that Zhang Yadong's thoughts were interrupted, and Zhang Yadong was pulled back to the cruel reality in front of him.

"Hey," Zhang Yadong took out his mobile phone listlessly after half a ring, and connected the phone, "Who are you looking for?"

"Who do you say I'm looking for," a man's angry voice came from the phone, not Li Chenggang, not a monk, not even Wen Dabao, and Zhang Yadong's leader Luo Zhengluo when he was in the army, "Dongzi, what are you doing, why do you take half a day to answer the phone every time,"

"Regiment commander, I ......" As soon as he heard Luo Zheng's voice, as soon as he thought of the regiment commander's face, and as soon as he thought of his life in the army, Zhang Yadong couldn't hold back the pain in his heart, and his voice choked before he finished speaking, and the tears in his eyes rolled out with a "bang".

"Dongzi, what's wrong with you," Captain Luo was not stupid, he seemed to hear something, and Captain Luo's tone changed, from the previous anger and sternness to the current anxiety and concern, "You kid speak, did anyone bully you, did something happen, is there something...... Tell me something,"

"It's okay," Zhang Yadong wiped the tears on his face heavily, trying his best to suppress the pain in his heart, "Commander, I'm really fine, it's just ...... I just miss you, I miss my comrades," Zhang Yadong just finished speaking, and the tears in his eyes rolled out again.

Indeed, the current Zhang Yadong thinks about Luo Zheng, the regiment commander who is very arrogant, unusually strict with himself and the soldiers, but is like his father; indeed, the current Zhang Yadong thinks about the comrades-in-arms of the army, and wants to go out to exercise, train together, and laugh together...... I want that full, carefree life.

"Boy, what do you think of me as a big man, you ...... You really want to come back and have a look...... "In fact, Luo Zheng's eyes were also full of tears, in fact, Luo Zheng didn't want to think about Zhang Yadong," and ...... And I called you because I wanted to tell you something,"

"Commander, you say, I will listen to you for everything," Zhang Yadong tried his best to ease his emotions, and his face was serious.

"Didn't you say last time that you were looking for a high dose of iodine, I asked someone to help you go to the Beijing *** Military Region Hospital to inquire, that thing can't be taken out of the hospital, but you can send that Dabao to Beijing, and you can treat him according to your practice, you see this ......"

"Ah," Zhang Yadong shouted before Luo Zheng's words were finished, and stood up with excitement on his face, "Commander, why didn't you tell me earlier, I was worried about it for a few days, I ...... I'll go and inform Uncle Wen now, we'll be on our way to Beijing this afternoon,"

"You kid, who are you, so anxious,"

"This ...... I'll talk about this later, anyway, you can arrange it for me," Zhang Yadong looked anxious, turned around and rushed towards Binjiang Park, towards the street.

With a look of excitement and excitement, Zhang Yadong rushed to the street, stretched out his hand to stop a taxi, and then went straight home, without letting the taxi leave, got into the bedroom, got into the taxi again with a silver needle, and then went straight to Wen Dabao's villa.

If you can take Wen Dabao to the hospital in Beijing, if you have the help of Head Luo, if the hospital can let you treat Wen Dabao in person...... Zhang Yadong saw a glimmer of hope again, maybe Zhang Yadong only has Wen Dabao in his heart now, maybe Zhang Yadong just doesn't want Wen Jing to lose such a loving father.

The taxi slowly stopped at the gate of the villa, pushed the door Zhang Yadong rushed inside, and the two men standing at the door wanted to come forward to ask, but before they could react, Zhang Yadong had already rushed into the iron gate and rushed towards the door of the villa.

However, as soon as he rushed to the door of the villa, Zhang Yadong stopped, because there were not only Du Liang and others in the living room, but even Zhou Zhilan, and Zhou Zhilan, who was tearful, pleading for himself, and telling about his pain.

Zhang Yadong was stunned and completely dumbfounded, Zhang Yadong understood Zhou Zhilan's thoughts, Zhang Yadong understood that Zhou Zhilan was for himself, but Zhang Yadong couldn't understand why there were such kind girls in the world.

Zhang Yadong was stunned, but at this time, Wen Dabao yelled viciously at the monk, but maybe it was because he was hit violently again, or maybe it was the glass of wine, the glass of wine that Li Jiaying drank for Wen Dabao when he left......

"Uncle Wen," Wen Dabao fell, and Zhang Yadong hurriedly rushed in and rushed to Wen Dabao's side.

"Uncle Wen, what's wrong with you, you have to hold on," Zhang Yadong took Wen Dabao from the monk's hand, picked up Wen Dabao's body and rushed towards the staircase, rushed upstairs, rushed into Wen Dabao's room, and put Wen Dabao on the big bed.

"Uncle Wen, you have to hold on, Uncle Wen, you will definitely be fine, your illness can still be cured," Zhang Yadong looked anxious, hurriedly took out the silver needle in his pocket, and then quickly untied the clothes on Wen Dabao's chest, and inserted a silver needle into Wen Dabao's throat in full view of everyone......

Everyone was shocked, but no one dared to say anything, just looked at Zhang Yadong with a shocked face, and watched Zhang Yadong insert silver needles into Wen Dabao's body one by one.

"Ahem......" After a while, Wen Dabao coughed violently, and although he woke up, blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Brother Bao, what's wrong with you, you have to hold on," the monk rushed forward and supported Wen Dabao's body with Zhang Yadong.

"East ...... Dongzi, you go, don't ...... Leave me alone, I can't do it, right...... It's me who blames you, it's me who wronged you......"

"No, no," Zhang Yadong shook his head heavily, and big tears dripped down his eyes, "Uncle Wen, I'm not wronged, Uncle Wen, you'll be fine, let's go to Beijing immediately, I have a high dose of iodine, I can help you cure the disease,"

"Dongzi, it's too late, I'm ...... I want you to tell me now if you're in the same ...... as I am Terminally ill ......"

"No, no, I'm in good health, I'm fine," Zhang Yadong didn't want to lie, didn't want to deceive Wen Dabao, but now ......

"You ......" Hearing Zhang Yadong say this, Wen Dabao showed an angry expression on his face, "Why do you still want to lie to me, you ...... Ahem......"

Wen ...... Uncle Wen," finally Zhou Zhilan rushed up and rushed to Wen Dabao, "Brother Zhang didn't lie to you, Brother Zhang is really fine, Auntie...... Auntie has already told me that Brother Zhang's illness can still be cured, and Brother Zhang can live a healthy life, so I came to tell Miss Jingjing,"

Hearing Zhou Zhilan say this, everyone was stunned, for Wen Jing, for Wen Dabao, for the monk, for Zhang Yadong himself, maybe this is definitely good news, but for Du Qingfeng and others......

"Hmph," Du Qingfeng snorted coldly with anger on his face, ignoring Wen Dabao's life and death, and led Du Liang and Chen Bin to hurriedly walk outside.

"Dongzi, this ...... Is this true," Wen Dabao looked at Zhang Yadong with an anxious expression.

"It's true, it's true, so...... That's why I rushed over," Zhang Yadong actually didn't know, didn't know everything the old mother said to Zhou Zhilan, Zhang Yadong didn't have the slightest hope for his condition, Zhang Yadong may think that this is just Zhou Zhilan comforting Wen Dabao out of kindness.

"That's good, that's good, I'll rest assured if you're okay, quietly...... I'll leave it to you after Jing Jing," Finally, Wen Dabao showed a relaxed expression on his face, and his gaze slowly fell on Wen Jing's body.

Wen Jing knew the truth of the matter and why Zhang Yadong abandoned him, Wen Jing burst into tears at this moment, walked slowly to Wen Dabao with heavy steps, stretched out his hands and tightly grabbed Wen Dabao's raised hand.

"Jingjing, it's Dad who is sorry for you, it's Dad who is sorry for your Uncle Gang, it's Dad who is sorry for your mother, in fact, it's ......" Wen Dabao's words didn't continue, his voice choked, and the tears in his eyes rolled out unscrupulously.

"Uncle Wen, don't say it, don't say it, you'll be fine," Zhang Yadong seemed to see what Wen Dabao wanted to say, Zhang Yadong didn't want Wen Dabao to continue, and didn't want Wen Dabao to tell the truth of the matter.

"Dongzi, quietly, and ...... Monk, you listen to me finish speaking," Wen Dabao showed a look of pain on his face, and his gaze fell on Wen Jing's face, "Jingjing, actually...... Actually, I've been hiding a secret from you, actually...... Actually, you are not my daughter, in fact, your uncle Gang is your biological father, I ...... I know Cheng Gang won't tell you, so I just want to ...... before I leave I used to tell you that even if I'm gone, you still have your father, and your biological father is with you, so you don't have to ......"

"Woo woo......" Wen Jing didn't speak, for such a thing, for such a blow is nothing to Wen Jing; Wen Jing just cried out in pain, Wen Jing's mind was blank, Wen Jing now has only one father in her heart, that is Wen Dabao in front of her.

"Dongzi, promise me, you will ...... Be sure to take care of the quiet,"

"I will, I will," Zhang Yadong nodded heavily.

"Monk, I have wronged you, for so many years, I ...... Although I am very strict with you, I have never treated you as an outsider, and although you call me Brother Bao, I have always treated you as if you were my own son, so ...... So you have to take care of your sister,"

"I will, I will," the monk nodded heavily, and with a "bang" he knelt on the ground and knelt in front of Wen Dabao's bed.

"Jingjing, Dad can't take care of you anymore, but I don't have Dongzi and the monk, I don't worry, I ...... Can I make a condition for you?"

"Don't, don't, I don't want you to leave me," Wen Jing cried bitterly, shaking her head constantly.

"Quietly, can ...... Can you call me Dad," Wen Dabao looked at Wen Jing anxiously and painfully, as if he had reached the "limit".

"Dad...... Dad ......" Wen Jing called out, called Wen Dabao's father for the first time in more than ten years; Wen Jing called out, although the voice was very small, but Wen Dabao heard it, but Wen Dabao showed a happy smile on his face, but Wen Dabao's eyes slowly closed, his head hung down heavily, with a smile, with happiness, with a quiet "Dad" in his ear, Wen Dabao left, silently, peacefully left this world,