The man in black didn't talk any more nonsense, he was quite satisfied with the things his grandson had promised to do, pushed open the door and left the teahouse quickly, and soon disappeared into the bustling crowd of the street.

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Inside the intensive care unit of the hospital.

"Dean, you're here, and the patient has woken up." Seeing Li Haiquan push the door in, the nurse hurriedly got up to say hello and report the patient's latest situation to the dean.

"Well, you go out first, I'll check his wounds." Li Haiquan found an excuse to break the nurse away, speaking of which, he and Kim Zhenzhong are also old friends.

I haven't seen you in a few years, it's time to catch up.

Li Haiquan put the stool on the side of the bed, sat down and said to Jin Zhenzhong half-jokingly: "Old Jin, weren't you a very powerful kid back then?" How can you let the little devil clean up like this now, it doesn't fit your style. ”

"Damn, you still have the face to tell me this, it wasn't Lao Tzu who saved your life at the beginning, you can have today. Yes, now they are all mixed up to major generals. Because the anesthetic strength has not passed, Jin Zhenzhong's speech is not very neat, and he is hesitant, but the general meaning can still be understood by others.

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense with you, let's make a long story short."

Li Haiquan got up and walked to the door, looked vigilantly, and found that there was no suspicious person before returning to his seat and continuing to talk to Jin Zhenzhong.

"Tell me, what's the organization's task?" Jin Zhenzhong's words were amazing, and he even said the word "organization" to Li Haiquan.

You must know that during this period, the only thing that could use "organization" was the underground party, and the Kuomintang spy organizations all called themselves groups.

Could it be that Kim Jin-chung is a member of the Communist Party?

Yes, Kim Zhen-chung is not only a member of the Communist Party, but also a veteran underground party.

Long before joining the army, Jin Zhenzhong joined the Communist Party by chance, and then followed Feng Yuxiang's army to fight until now.

You may not believe it when you say it, but it may be out of the protection of Kim Jin-jung himself, and there is no clear record of Kim Jin-jung's identity in historical materials.

This may be the noble conduct of a warrior on a secret front, whose names are unknown and whose deeds live on.

Unsung heroes, more valuable, aren't they?

"Wang Liang is your subordinate, the organization asked me to learn about Wang Liang's situation with you, how is this person ideologically and politically? Yes, after some consideration, the superior felt that this person was very capable and considered developing him. Li Haiquan said to Jin Zhenzhong earnestly.

In fact, Jin Zhenzhong has been waiting for a long time, and his observation of Wang Liang is not a day or two.

Wang Liang's military quality is strong enough, and it is not difficult to see from the killing of the bearded Ai party-state that he is also ideologically advanced enough.

I didn't expect the organization to start paying attention to Wang Liang, which is naturally a great thing.

"I've been with him for a while, and I can assure him that he is absolutely trustworthy and that he has helped us tremendously." Jin Zhenzhong did not hesitate at all, and replied categorically.

Li Haiquan understands Kim Jin-jung's personality, and if he is not 100% sure, Kim Jin-jung will never say so.

Jin Zhenzhong's attitude shows that Wang Liang is absolutely credible.

"Okay, it's inconvenient for me to come forward, so I'll leave this matter to you. In the Maoshan grocery store in the east of the city, there is a shopkeeper named He, with the joint code: 38324, 14122. After doing Wang Liang's work, you let him go to Shopkeeper He, and Shopkeeper He will arrange his work in the future. I have reported your situation to the organization, and the organization has told you to recover from your injuries during this time and return to work when your injuries are healed. ”

Lee Hae-quan felt that he couldn't stay in Kim Jin-jung's hospital room for too long, otherwise it would easily arouse the suspicion of others.

"Okay, I'll go first, I have arranged for a nurse to be on duty twenty-four hours a day, if there is anything you can do through her, you can recuperate with peace of mind, and you don't have to worry about other things."

"Yes, I see."

Li Haiquan got up and was about to open the door, but he didn't expect to see Wang Liang at the door.

"Dean Li?" Wang Liang had just woken up from a sleep, and thought that the numbing strength of this kung fu Jin Zhenzhong should have subsided by more than half, so he came over to take a look.

Wang Liang was also about to open the door, but he didn't expect the door to open, and Li Haiquan walked out of it, a little surprised.

But it's normal to think about it, Li Haiquan, as the attending doctor of Kim Zhenzhong, should come to check it out.

"It's Wang Liang, I just checked your battalion commander's knife edge, and the situation is not bad."

Of course, Li Haiquan knew that Wang Liang was Jin Zhenzhong's subordinate, so he said so.

As for his identity, it is absolutely confidential and cannot be exposed, especially since Wang Liang is not his own person.

"Oh, thank you, Dean Li, I don't know how long Camp Commander Jin's injury will take to recover from normal?"

Wang Liang is still quite curious about this Li Haiquan, this person gives him the feeling of being calm and resolute, not scheming, not as corrupt and degenerate as those high-ranking Kuomintang officers.

"To be honest, the upper leg is not too serious, the key is the penetrating injury to the ear, which I can't say. But the recovery time is definitely not short. The bullet wounded the petrous part of the temporal bone, which is relatively fragile in this part of the human body and is not easy to heal automatically, so this is a time project, and there is no urgency. Li Haiquan carefully analyzed Jin Zhenzhong's injury to Wang Liang.

Listening to Li Haiquan say so much, Wang Liang of the "Temporal Bone Rock" has never heard of it, and his head is full of black lines.

However, Li Haiquan is experienced, and there must be no problem with him to give Jin Zhenzhong recovery treatment, so Wang Liang is not too worried.

"Dean Li, I'll have to let you worry more about it in the future. I wrote down this situation, what do you say, I Wang Liang will not hesitate to go to the soup. "What Wang Liang said is true, for the sake of Uncle Jin, Wang Liang can do anything.

Li Haiquan has read countless people, and when he saw Wang Liang's sincere gaze, he knew that he was telling the truth.

I began to appreciate this soldier more in my heart, it turned out that I just appreciated his excellent military quality, but now I have more will quality.

A man with affection and righteousness, Lao Jin really didn't look away, and Li Haiquan was amazed in his heart.

"It is the duty of a doctor to save lives and help the wounded, just like you soldiers kill enemies on the battlefield. Your battalion commander was wounded on the battlefield fighting devils, and we have to do our best to treat it, so you can rest assured. Li Haiquan patted Wang Liang's shoulder and said with relief.

Wang Liang did not speak again, but gave Li Haiquan a standard military salute.

There is not so much nonsense between real soldiers, they should communicate in the way of soldiers, and a military salute is enough to express everything.

In Wang Liang's eyes, Li Haiquan can definitely be regarded as a real soldier and a qualified officer.

Seeing Wang Liang's actions, Li Haiquan was also emotional, and he couldn't help but think of his previous combat career in his mind.

Li Haiquan also replied to Wang Liang with a military salute in a dignified manner, "Go ahead, look at your battalion commander, he will tell you what you should do." Saying this, Li Haiquan's identity will inevitably be exposed, but I don't know why, Li Haiquan can't have any vigilance against the young man in front of him.

seems to be familiar, in Wang Liang, there is the shadow of his sacrificed comrades-in-arms.