When he heard about the military hospital, Ye Feng was suddenly shocked in his heart, since ancient times, hospitals mostly represent misfortune.

Disturbed

Ye Feng, who was restless, finally felt the military hospital with such emotions.

2nd Inpatient Department, 4th Floor Intensive Care Unit, Ward 405.

After Ye Feng received the instructions, he went straight here, what does the intensive care unit represent, Ye Feng knew very well in his heart, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and Ye Feng couldn't wait for the elevator to rise faster.

"Ding!"

The elevator door finally opened, Ye Feng stepped out, and according to the law of the house numbers of the two wards in front of him, Ye Feng quickly rushed to ward 405.

Turning more than ten meters to the left, I looked at ICU 405 from a distance, and before I could get there, I saw a large group of people outside the ward.

looked at the old people who were in their twilight years, and even a large number of old people who were still wearing military uniforms.

Ye Feng was stunned, and even who was in the ward, he could guess that the one lying in the intensive care unit must be his grandfather, Xiao Yihe.

For Xiao Yihe, Ye Feng has always been in awe, especially when he entered the barracks and experienced the cruelty of life and death on the battlefield, Ye Feng can better understand how difficult his grandfather's life is as a general of the republic.

In just a dozen meters, Ye Feng had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but no matter what, no matter what the facts, Ye Feng couldn't resist, so he could only passively accept it.

At this time, Zhao Ziyang, who was standing at the door, turned his head and saw Ye Feng.

"Kaede-chan!" Zhao Ziyang exclaimed, and then stepped forward: "Xiaofeng, hurry up, your grandfather ......"

"What happened to my grandfather?" Ye Feng's heart tightened, although he was prepared in his heart, but when he said it from other people's mouths, Ye Feng also seemed so anxious.

Two steps forward, through the glass window of the intensive care unit, looking at Xiao Yihe lying on the hospital bed inside, at this time his whole body was full of tubes, and there was only a faint estimate.

Looking at his grandfather like this, Ye Feng's eyes were moist, and his palms were pressed against the window, Ye Feng was in this world, there was only one relative left, if something happened to Xiao Yihe, Ye Feng couldn't imagine it.

"Lao Xiao became ill three months ago, considering that you are on a mission in Africa, Lao Xiao won't let me tell you......"

Zhao Ziyang stepped forward, stood beside Ye Feng, and looked at the old comrades-in-arms lying inside, Zhao Ziyang's face was calm, but his eyes were full of sadness.

Veterans don't die, they just wither, maybe that's the case.

"What disease?"

Calm, Ye Feng's calmness is only on the surface, his heart, in sadness, incomprehensible sadness.

"I don't know, the doctor said that he was too sick and didn't know where to start, but the cause of the disease can be attributed to overwork."

Xiao Yihe fought for the country for most of his life, and he made countless military exploits in his life, and he was also covered with bruises, and later worked hard for the country's military construction, and finally became ill from hard work, and later his children were unfortunately killed, which directly defeated Xiao Yihe, retired and recuperated for a few years, and finally his condition deteriorated.

"Can it still be treated?"

Ye Feng turned his head and looked at Zhao Ziyang, his face full of anticipation.

Zhao Ziyang looked at Ye Feng, wanted to speak again and again, and finally, he gave up speaking, just shook his head solemnly.

"Whew!" Taking a deep breath, looking at Zhao Ziyang's expression, Ye Feng knew the result, not disappointment, only sadness.

"How much time does my grandfather have left?"

A tear couldn't help but roll down from the corner of his eye, the irrepressible sadness exploded, and his shoulders trembled.

"The doctor said, one month at the latest, a few days at most, eh, I have already given you a special holiday, during this time, you can accompany Lao Xiao on the last journey with peace of mind......"

Simple Ye Feng shed tears, after a long time on the battlefield, Zhao Ziyang, who was used to seeing life and death, couldn't control his emotions for a while, and the old tears were rampant.

"Okay, I know, thank you Zhao Lao."

Bowing his head and closing his eyes tightly, Ye Feng couldn't help nodding.

In the next few days, Ye Feng was here every day, looking at Xiao Yihe on the hospital bed through the window.

Xiao Yihe is also sometimes awake, sometimes unconscious, and the breath of life is very weak.

And when Ye Feng asked his grandfather about the breath of life, he would also go to other wards not far away to visit Lu Jianjun and No. 2 who came back from Africa for treatment.

After such a long time, No. 2 gradually got out of the grief of losing his right arm, but because his physical condition no longer meets the requirements for military service, No. 2 will retire and return to his hometown after recovery.

Lu Shi, who was seriously injured, is also recovering well, and is now undergoing rehabilitation, and I believe that soon, he will be able to return to the Heavenly Wolf and fight side by side with Ye Feng.

The saddest touch is too Liang Fei, his right leg is amputated at a high level, and he can only peuke on crutches in the holy lake in this life, because of the high amputation, he can't install a prosthesis at all.

"Knock knock...... Lu Jiao, I'm coming to see you! ”

At this time, Ye Feng was carrying a bag of fruit to Lu Jianjun's ward.

Xiao Yihe's situation Lu Jianjun also knew that before Ye Feng came back, he had also visited his old chief.

"Haha, back?"

Seeing Ye Feng, Lu Jianjun laughed happily twice, because Zhao Qian came to look for him a few days ago, and Lu Jianjun's mood has not recovered so far.

"How's your recovery going?"

In the midst of suffering, Ye Feng skimmed the boulder that was forced on his head and sat down in front of Lu Jianjun's hospital bed.

"Hey! What a good! Looks like you can't die! ”

Waving his hand, Lu Jianjun seemed to be indifferent, he had lived until now, his life was picked up, and it could be said that he earned it.

"You, just take care of your injuries! By the way, everything has been going well on the Sky Wolf's side recently, and there are no big problems. ”

Seeing that Lu Jianjun was recovering well, Ye Feng's depressed mood seemed to be much better.

"Huh?" Hearing Ye Feng say that everything was going well in the Heavenly Wolf, Lu Jianjun frowned for no reason, and then looked at Ye Feng with a solemn face.

Falcon has been in Africa for a long time, so Lu Jianjun is also more familiar with the situation in Africa.

Seeing Lu Jianjun's expression, Ye Feng couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

"What's the problem?" Ye Feng's heart sank suddenly, he understood Lu Jianjun, naturally it was impossible to be untargeted.

"I'm afraid it's calm before the storm!"

With a solemn face, Lu Jianjun said this sentence cautiously.

And it was this sentence that woke up Ye Feng, yes, the sky wolf has been too calm recently, so calm that Ye Feng can't feel the slightest danger!

"Blade, I've been studying the last few missions of the Sky Wolf, and I see that you seem to have forgotten an organization."

Lu Jianjun looked up at Ye Feng, with a hint of doubt on his face.

"Is the Lu Sect talking about the Reaper Mercenary Organization?"

Hearing Lu Jianjun say this, Ye Feng subconsciously thought of the Death Killer Organization.