Kang Ming stood at the window of the hospital and looked at the traffic outside, thinking about the reporters and people who came to the hospital every day to see him and those people he didn't know in the recent period, and he fell into deep thought.

How does he carry the beam of the Eighth Squadron, although he was an instructor before, he can discuss with the squadron leader if he has problems, and now the squadron leader has become himself, so what can he do to be worthy of the sacrificial squadron leader?

Kang Ming frowned and kept thinking.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and a woman wearing glasses and professional clothes entered.

Kang Ming looked at her carefully: "Are you?" He asked softly.

The woman came over in high heels, came to Kang Ming, stopped and stretched out her right hand: "Hello, I'm Hu Rui." She introduced herself.

Kang Ming symbolically shook her hand: "Hello Hu Rui, do you have anything to do with me?" He continued to ask with questions.

"I'm a psychiatrist sent by the provincial government to talk to you." As soon as Hu Rui's words came out, Kang Ming was stunned. Psychiatrist? Provincial assignment?

Then Hu Rui helped Kang Ming to sit on the bed, she moved a chair and sat in front of Kang Ming, and said to Kang Ming that the leaders of the provincial party committee attached great importance to his situation, and hoped that Kang Ming could get out of this pain as soon as possible, and that winter was coming soon, and hoped that he could return to the Eighth Squadron with faith and take all the soldiers to meet greater tasks.

Kang Ming understood and knew the purpose of Hu Rui's coming.

stretched out his hand to interrupt her conversation: "Hu Rui, I don't have any diseases, thank you very much for the concern of the leaders of the provincial party committee, and I also thank you for being able to come all the way here, now please go back, and tell the leaders of the provincial party committee that I will return to work as soon as possible, please rest assured!" There was a hint of anger in his tone.

Why do you have to think that you are sick again, Kang Ming really can't understand.

When Hu Rui was about to say something, Gu Sihan came back from fetching water outside, Kang Ming called Gu Sihan and whispered a few words, then lay on the bed and covered his face with a quilt, Gu Sihan then sent Hu Rui away very friendly: "If you really care about them, please send more people to care about the families of the sacrificed soldiers, they are the ones who need to be cared for more, thank you." ”

Hu Rui thought that he would get a lot of understanding and cooperation when he said that he was appointed by the province, but he didn't expect to touch the ashes of his nose.

After Gu Sihan returned to the ward, Kang Ming had already stood in front of the window again, with a cigarette in his hand.

Let's not talk about where Kang Ming, who has never smoked, got the cigarettes from, Gu Sihan walked over quickly and snatched the cigarette from his hand: "When did you learn to smoke?" He whispered a question to Kang Ming.

Kang Ming swallowed his saliva, took out another one from his pocket, and lit a cigarette.

Seeing this, Gu Sihan angrily put his hand into Kang Ming's pocket, and found that there were dozens of cigarettes in his pocket, all brands.

She knew that Kang Ming was sad, but she couldn't do this to herself.

"Husband." Gu Sihan stood beside Kang Ming and shouted quietly.

Kang Ming turned his head and glanced at her: "Wife." He replied.

"Don't smoke anymore, okay?" Gu Sihan's tone was very gentle.

"For our children." Gu Sihan then added another sentence, and touched his stomach with his hand as he spoke.

As soon as Kang Ming heard this, he immediately extinguished the cigarette, and this child has become the best condition for Kang Ming.

It is also because of this child that Kang Ming has the hope of survival in the desperate basement, and because of this child, Kang Ming eats when he doesn't plan to eat, and cooperates with the treatment when he doesn't cooperate with the treatment, and now because of this child, Kang Ming pinched out the cigarette butt in his hand, he is not afraid of anything but does not want to harm his child.

Gu Sihan pulled Kang Ming back to the bed and sat down: "What did the detachment leader just say?" Whispered.

"Said let me be the captain of the eighth squadron." Kang Ming replied weakly.

"Squadron Leader of the Eighth Squadron?" Gu Sihan was also a little surprised after hearing this.

"Have you decided?" Continue to ask.

Kang Ming shook his head: "I haven't thought about it yet." Put his hand on the back of Gu Sihan's hand, "Do you think I should go?" "Offered help to her.

Gu Sihan thought for a long time: "If you want to stand in your wife's point of view, I hope you don't want to be a firefighter, but I know it's impossible, since you want to be a firefighter all the time, then I really hope you can return to the Eighth Squadron, after all, where did you grow up, you watched the Eighth Squadron change little by little, and the most important thing is that your comrades-in-arms are still there, they need you." Gu Sihan gave his own answer to Kang Ming very seriously.

After listening to this, Kang Ming seemed to have a bright light in the dark sky.

Yes, my brothers need me, they are waiting for me to go back, I will continue to walk with the spirit of the commissar and the squadron leader, and if the same situation happens, I will also leave the opportunity to be born to the comrades next to me.

Thinking of this, Kang Ming took out his mobile phone from under the pillow and dialed the detachment leader: "Detachment leader, I'll go back to the eighth squadron!" After that, he hung up the phone.

Gu Sihan snuggled in Kang Ming's arms, Kang Ming rubbed Gu Sihan's back, and the two of them sat quietly on the edge of the bed and looked out the window.

A month has passed since the 11.8 incident, and there is no such news on TV, and the newspapers have been replaced by some lace news, and more people are not discussing this matter, and they are slowly about to forget about it.

But for the firefighters, for the 8th Squadron, this incident will never be forgotten, because in this accident they lost their best squadron leader.

......

Kang Ming walked to the garage on duty and stopped.

The door of the duty garage slowly rose and opened, and a pair of neatly standing feet appeared in Kang Ming's field of vision.

With the opening of the gate, the faces of all the fighters of the 8th Squadron were exposed, including the fighters of the communication squad, the cooking squad, and the driving squad, all of whom stood in the queue.

When the gate rose to the top, Wang Junfeng shouted loudly: "Salute!" ”

Brush Brush Brush! All the soldiers saluted Kang Ming.

Seeing this, Jing Kangming's heart began to tremble, and he slowly raised his right arm to salute the warrior door.

"Rite over!" With Wang Junfeng's shout, everyone lowered their arms in unison.

"Let's welcome the Squadron Leader to speak!"

Bang Bang Bang! The warriors clapped their hands vigorously.

Kang Ming's words were all forgotten at this moment, he stood there stupidly, looking at the faces of each soldier one by one, looking at their hands clapping vigorously, looking at their serious faces.

The applause stopped, and Kang Ming took a deep breath.