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Looking at the old man on the hospital bed, Zhuang Rui couldn't help but feel a little emotional, no matter how beautiful this person was when he was young, he would still return to the loess when he was old, and he didn't know how many great generals with great martial arts had been buried on Babao Mountain, and now he can only receive the flowers and incense of future generations. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhuang Rui looked at it with the rest of his eyes, Song Jun was talking in a low voice with the doctor in the room, he should be discussing the old man's condition, he didn't notice him, and quickly turned his face sideways, facing the old man on the hospital bed, releasing the aura in his eyes.

Because Zhuang Rui didn't know what was wrong with the old man, he didn't have any targeting, but just passed the aura from the old man's chest and abdomen, and the dosage was very large, the old man's body was like a bottomless pit, Zhuang Rui's aura just penetrated into his skin, and disappeared without a trace.

"Brother Zhuang, you have this heart, my brother has a heart, this life, old age, sickness and death are also human nature......"

When Zhuang Rui turned around, before he had time to wipe the tears on his face, he was seen by Song Jun, seeing Zhuang Rui's sad appearance, Song Jun also had tears in his eyes, took out a tissue and handed it to Zhuang Rui, but Zhuang Rui's performance made Song Jun very satisfied, this is the friend he can make.

"Grandma, why do you always do good deeds with tears streaming down your face, and you're really like Uncle Lei Feng, who can't leave a name if he does a good deed......"

After hearing Song Jun's words, Zhuang Rui not only had tears in his eyes, but also wanted to cry in his heart, this old man was too sick, Zhuang Rui almost exhausted the aura in his eyes, even if he recovered, it would take several days, if it weren't for Song Jun's face, and for the sake of the Song family and the Ouyang family, who he loved, Zhuang Rui wouldn't care about this idle matter.

"Brother Song, I also thought of my own old man, maybe one day it will be like this, alas, I can't see the old man suffer, Brother Song, I will leave first, my grandfather said, I will come to see Grandpa Song in the next few days......" Zhuang Rui found a reason for himself, this Grandpa Song is not his relative, why is he crying so sadly.

Zhuang Rui didn't know when this aura would take effect, he still slipped away first, and then even if Old Man Song's health improved, no one could doubt him, after all, he just watched through the glass for a minute, even those who wrote novels, their imagination would not be so rich.

More than five hours after Zhuang Rui left, it was already dark outside, and it was Song Jun's turn to take care of the old man today, so after eating a meal sent by the hospital, he was chatting with the doctor one sentence after another.

At this time, the sleeping old man Song suddenly dreamed of the war scene of the golden iron horse half a century ago, the hardships when climbing the snowy mountains and crossing the grassland, the familiar faces of his comrades-in-arms, and the hideous faces that were clearly visible when he pierced the bayonet into the body of the little devil.

"Kill!!!Kill!!"

The old man Song on the hospital bed suddenly raised his hands and made a stabbing motion, the action was so big that he opened the oxygen tube inserted into the nostrils, and the little nurse who was sitting on the side was so frightened that she quickly stood up and walked to the bed.

"Grandpa!"

Song Jun, who was guarding outside, heard the old man's voice, and he didn't care about any disinfection or not, he pushed open the door and rushed in, he was afraid that the old man would return to the light when he was dying, and when he rushed to the old man's bedside, he pressed the tape recorder button placed at the bedside with his hand, saying that when the old man dictated his memoirs a year ago, he relied on this thing.

"Xiaojun, you kid, what are you crying about, grandpa has been on the battlefield all his life, many old guys are long gone, grandpa is dead now, the Song family boy bleeds without tears, don't cry......"

In the life of Old Man Song, he has seen too many life and death partings, just the eyes of his comrades-in-arms that he closed with his own hands, there are countless of them, and he also wonders if the situation he dreamed just now is a manifestation of returning to the light, but the old man is still very calm, and the majesty of the past has reappeared on his face.

"Grandpa!"

Song Jun was already whimpering and speechless, kneeling on the head of the old man's bed with his legs, burying his head and crying, like a child who has been wronged and is looking for an adult to complain, who said that a man has tears and does not flick, it is only because he has not reached the sad place.

"Grandpa, do you have anything else to explain?"

Song Jun put the tape recorder on the head of the old man's bed and pushed it, during this time, the old man was awake for a while and unconscious, and his speech was intermittent, Song Jun wanted to take advantage of the old man's soberness and said everything that should be said, so as not to leave any regrets.

"No, your grandfather and I are worth my life, after I die, I can cover a party flag and a military flag, and I can bury it next to my old guys......"

The old man didn't notice that he was talking more and more energetically, and he couldn't say such a complete sentence without oxygen in the past.

But even if he finds out, Old Man Song won't care, the legendary return to the light, it can last for a few minutes, he once saw a person on the battlefield, his legs were blown off at the waist, he was stunned to speak for five minutes, and entrusted the old lady to his comrades, and then he died.

Just when the two men were parting between life and death, the little nurse next to him suddenly pointed to the ECG monitor in surprise and said to the doctor who came in: "Doctor Wu, look at it...... You see, this ...... It doesn't look like there's something wrong!"

"Don't talk, have you forgotten discipline?"

Dr. Wu glared at the little nurse dissatisfied, they are medical staff, but they are also soldiers, when the old man is dying, all they can do is to leave a little more audio and video of the old man, uh, there is a camera overhead, every once in a while, someone in the monitoring room will change the cassette.

"No, look at the chief's heart, it's beating very steadily......"

Although she is not a doctor, the little nurse has seen that many hearts have stopped beating, and after the "beep" of the instrument, it is drawn into a line, that is, the person who is dying, and the fluctuation of the radio and television on the ECG monitor will also be extremely disordered.

"Huh?"

Dr. Wu glanced at the instrument, his face was full of shock, he originally thought that the old man was about to stay, and he didn't make any moves, wanting him to explain the aftermath quietly, but looking at the reaction on the instrument, this thing is different from what he imagined.

"Mr. Song, please let me go first, I want to do an inspection for the chief!"

Dr. Wu picked up Song Jun, who was kneeling at the head of the bed and sobbing, from behind, and after letting the old man lie down, he connected a magnetic plate to the artery of his wrist, and found that the old man's pulse was also very stable, although he was not as healthy as a cow, but there was no danger to his life at all.

"Go, inform the dean, and prepare for the expert consultation ......"

Dr. Wu didn't know what happened to the old man, and he was able to recover so well from a critical state, but he knew that this would not be the time to study medical miracles, so he quickly turned his head and explained to the little nurse.

After only a few minutes, the doctors wearing military uniforms inside and white coats outside entered the room one after another and conducted a comprehensive examination of the old man, while Song Jun was invited outside, looking dazed, after hearing the little nurse's explanation, he knew that he had cried in vain just now.

After reacting, Song Jun immediately picked up the mobile phone and kept dialing, although he didn't know the specific situation of the old man's body, but it was always developing in a good direction, and this matter had to be notified to the family as soon as possible, after more than half an hour, the living room outside the ward was already full of people from the Song clan who were full of anxiety and waiting for the results of the examination.

"Dean Zhang, how is the old man?"

After the door of the ward opened, Song Jun's father strode up to greet him, and the expert consultation was led by the vice president of the hospital, who is also a well-known electrocardiogram expert in China.

"The chief's condition is fine, but his mood is a little unstable, we gave him an injection, the chief has fallen asleep, you can rest assured, the chief's body is recovering, and there will definitely be no danger......"

Dean Zhang frowned and reported a good news to the waiting people, but looking at the look on his face, it was like the old man was about to die, which made the people waiting outside a little unhappy.

"We have to make further diagnoses, please don't make a noise, let the chief have a good rest......"

After Dean Zhang explained, he left in a hurry with all the experts, this old man's recovery is really weird, he wants to think about it, how to write this report, this is related to the physical condition of many old cadres, old comrades like Chief Song, there are several people in the hospital.

"Could it really be that Chief Song said that those old comrades-in-arms he met in his dream gave him vitality?!"

Dean Zhang, who was sitting in the conference room, had such a thought in his mind, although when he heard Old Man Song talk about his dream, Dean Zhang thought that the old chief was talking nonsense, but now that he thinks about it, it seems that it is possible, otherwise how to explain that this old man suddenly got better from a critical illness?

The experts attending the meeting were also discussing at this time, but in the end, no one could come up with strong medical evidence, and in the end it could only be classified into two words: miracle!

"Fourth brother, where are you going? This is almost to Langfang, right?

At this time, the creator of the miracle, Zhuang Rui, was sitting in Ouyang Jun's car, looking at the snow outside the window with a bored face, and after meeting Ouyang Jun, this brother drove the car out of Beijing directly, and didn't say where to go, but the smile on his face was a little wilted.