The bullet stone vein is in the muscles and skin, and it is said that the bullet stone is the pulse of the lungs.

The bullet stone vein is one of the seven dead veins, which is one of the seven deaths, eight deaths and four incurables often said in traditional Chinese medicine.

What is the pulse of death, that is, the pulse of death.

Thinking about the advanced stage of lung cancer that Wang Kang said before, Zhang Kun's heart almost couldn't help but flutter.

Zhang Kun barely maintained the expression on his face, not showing the slightest expression, even if he knew that Wang Kang's mother couldn't see it, Zhang Kun was still like this, because, at this moment, Zhang Kun didn't know what face to use.

Carefully helped the old man walk across the courtyard wall and into the house.

Wang Kang's home is also a red brick house, which seems to be some years old, and the kitchen on one side of the house is still made of ancient yellow mud bricks, which are very rare even in the countryside.

Obviously, the old man couldn't see it anymore, but he seemed to be able to feel Zhang Kun's gaze, so he smiled and said softly: "The home is simple, and the little comrade is smiling." Originally, I said that I would let Kang change his home and push the construction of a new house, but that stupid boy, afraid that the house would push me and I would have no place to live, did not agree. ”

Zhang Kun smiled, but didn't know how to answer.

entered the house, and then under the guidance of the old man, Zhang Kun carefully helped the old man to a bed in the side room, with a mosquito net at the head of the bed, a thick quilt on the bed, and a small square table next to the bed There were various medicine boxes.

Zhang Kun glanced at it, then carefully helped the old man to lie down on the bed, then pinched the quilt and gently covered the old man's body.

But as soon as the old man lay down, he had to lift the quilt again: "Oh, look at me, little comrade, wait, I'll pour you a cup of tea." ”

But as soon as the old man moved, Zhang Kun hurriedly stretched out his hand to help the old man lie down again: "Auntie, I'm ...... , I'll do it myself. ”

Zhang Kun wanted to say no, but looking at the stubborn look on the old man's face, he hurriedly changed his words.

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, the old man seemed to hesitate for a moment, but in the end, he followed Zhang Kun's hand and slowly lay down, with a slight smile on his face: "It's okay, that little comrade will do it himself, and he will have enough food and clothing." ”

"Hmm!" Zhang Kun replied lightly, and then under the guidance of the old man, he found the hot water kettle placed in the corner of the room.

The water is very hot, it should be boiled today, Zhang Kun poured himself a glass, then poured some for the old man, and carefully sent it to the old man's bed.

There is a small rattan chair next to the bed, and there is a faint layer of "pulp" on it, which seems to be some years old, and it should be often sitting, it should be Wang Kang.

Sitting on the rattan chair, Zhang Kun looked at the white porcelain cup in his hand, steaming with wisps of heat, his eyes were slightly distracted, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from mid-air: "Little brother." ”

Hearing the voice, Zhang Kun seemed to be stunned and looked up.

Why didn't you go along?

Zhang Kun's eyes seemed to show such a meaning.

Zhuo Qiang showed a wry smile on his face: "What's the use of me going along, it won't help much, and besides, you have to make a call for me." ”

Zhang Kun looked puzzled, isn't this Wang Kang already gone?

Zhuo Qiang shook his head helplessly: "Wang Kang is going, but there is no guarantee that the task will be completed, we must make preparations with both hands, and someone must finish it afterwards." Give the security a call, they know what to do. ”

After listening to Zhuo Qiang's explanation, Zhang Kun thought about it and nodded, then put down the white porcelain cup and whispered to the old man on the bed: "Auntie, I'll go out and make a call." ”

After greeting the old man, Zhang Kun turned around and walked out of the room and came outside.

Standing in the small courtyard, Zhang Kun pondered for a while, and finally decided to use his mobile phone to call this number.

After all, he had already appeared in front of Wang Kang, and if someone wanted to look for him afterwards, it would hardly take much effort, using a public phone or something, it was just a matter of adding to the picture.

After thinking clearly, Zhang Kun dialed the phone number given by Zhuo Qiang.

The phone rang a few times, and then it was connected, and a soft female voice came from there: "Hello, this is the Yanjing Weather Station." ”

"Password zq684213, help me pick up Director Tang Li. Zhang Kun said slowly according to Zhuo Qiang's instructions.

There was a keyboard tapping sound, and then the soft female voice spoke again: "Okay, please wait. ”

There was a transfer sound on the phone, and then soon, the phone was connected again, and a calm male voice came from the phone, which made Zhang Kun slightly stunned.

"You're not Zhuo Qiang, who are you?"

seemed to notice the difference between Zhang Kun, Zhuo Qiang, who was in the air next to him, thought for a while and then said: "This password is for my special use, your voice is not the same as mine, and the Security Bureau should have a voice matching instrument." ”

Zhang Kun nodded silently, and then filtered what he had said to Wang Kang before in his mind, and after making sure that there were no big loopholes, he repeated it on the phone, and told him that he had just invited Wang Kang out of the horse and had now rushed to the firecracker factory.

After listening to Zhang Kun's words, the so-called Director Tang Li over there was silent for a few seconds: "Zhuo Qiang sacrificed?"

"Hmm!" Zhang Kun nodded silently.

"I know, Mr. Zhang Kun, thank you for your help to the country, I will arrange this matter immediately. If possible, please keep your phone open for a few days, and maybe we'll need your help later. ”

Zhang Kun nodded slightly, and then hung up the phone.

Zhang Kun put away the phone, and then looked up at Zhuo Qiang: "In this case, it should be no problem, with Wang Kang and the Security Bureau, that document will definitely be recovered." ”

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, Zhuo Qiang was silent and shook his head: "I don't know, but this is all we can do." ”

"Hmm!" Zhang Kun nodded, and then when he was about to turn around and enter the house, Zhang Kun was stunned suddenly, and then looked up at Zhuo Qiang sharply: "It's bad, Wang Kang doesn't have a weapon, he doesn't even have a gun." ”

Zhang Kun's sudden startled appearance made Zhuo Qiang different for a while, but after listening to Zhang Kun's words, Zhuo Qiang smiled and nodded: "It's okay, I see that you are good, you should have studied martial arts, I don't know if you have read martial arts novels." ”

"In martial arts novels, there is a kind of master, flying flowers and picking leaves can take people's lives. And the same is true for people like Wang Kang, even a rope, a stone, or a piece of iron can become a lethal weapon, don't worry, it's no problem. ”

After listening to Zhuo Qiang's explanation, Zhang Kun thought about it and nodded. Zhang Kun may not be able to hurt people by flying flowers and picking leaves, but if there are stones, Zhang Kun can do it if he hurts people from a distance of ten meters.

Special forces, they should have their own methods, after all, compared to themselves, their profession is to kill.

Zhang Kun nodded, then didn't say anything, turned around and entered the house, and returned to Wang Kang's mother's bed again.

The old man was lying on the bed, his white eyes open, looking at the mosquito net above his head. It seemed that he heard Zhang Kun's footsteps coming in, so he turned his head to look over, and after Zhang Kun sat down on the rattan chair, the old man suddenly spoke.

"Little comrade, you say, Kang, when will you be able to come back?"

Zhang Kun was slightly stunned, silent for a moment, with a slight smile on his face, and then said softly: "Auntie, soon, it should be enough to go back and forth for a few hours." ”

If it goes well, .......