Chen Bei underwent surgery and injected anesthetics. Pushing out of the operating room is still in a coma, Song Meiling wanted to stay in the hospital and wait for him to wake up, but the official residence was urged by urgent telegrams one after another, and had to leave, and before leaving, he told the director of the hospital to take care of the wounded.

The dean swore an oath: "Madame, please rest assured, our hospital will arrange experienced medical staff to take care of you 24 hours a day, and nothing will go wrong." ”

Song Meiling half-jokingly said: "If there is anything wrong with my son, I have to ask you." ”

The dean nodded and bowed, sent Song Meiling and his entourage out of the hospital gate, and immediately arranged three surgeons and six female nurses, no other things to do, take care of Chen Bei in three shifts, transfer to the special care ward, all the drugs are imported, in short, give special care, this young master is Song Meiling's godson, and in ancient times, he was a prince-level figure, how could he be sloppy.

Song Meiling returned to the official residence, Chiang Kai-shek greeted her personally, and said with palpitations: "Darling, fortunately you didn't have an accident, the next time you go out, you must bring enough escort fighters." ”

Song Meiling said: "It's really thrilling, almost captured by the Japanese, fortunately, the young men of the Flying Tigers arrived in time, and fought bloodily to save us in danger, one pilot parachuted to death is uncertain, the other is seriously injured, their heroic behavior and sacrifice make me extremely moved, Darling, you must reward them." ”

Hearing his wife's narration of the horror in the air, Chiang Kai-shek couldn't help but be moved, and said: "According to the reward regulations, the army, navy, and air force personnel who resolutely rise up to fight to recover their decline in the most difficult times can be awarded the Order of the Blue Sky and the White Sun. ”

Song Meiling said: "This is a reward for military merits, as well as my personal reward, I plan to accept him as a righteous son, Darling, this requires your consent." ”

Chiang Kai-shek laughed and said: "Accept an American as a righteous son, well, this move will help deepen the friendship between China and the United States." ”

Song Meiling said: "Although he is a member of the Flying Tigers, he participated in the war as a Chinese in the United States, and he is not an American. ”

Chiang Kai-shek suddenly remembered: "Could it be that you are talking about Chen Zikun's son?" ”

Song Meiling said: "Exactly, the young man is only twenty-one years old, and he looks the same as his father when he was young, handsome and chic, and I want to help him be a matchmaker when I look back." Suddenly, seeing that Chiang Kai-shek's face was wrong, he said: "Darling, as a leader, it is necessary to distinguish rewards and punishments, and Chen Zikun and Chen Bei should be treated differently." ”

Chiang Kai-shek nodded: "Okay, it's up to you, choose a date, hold a commendation meeting, I will personally award him the Blue Sky and White Sun Medal, and then you recognize him as a godson, so that you can collect Chen Zikun's heart and let him know that the party-state has not treated him badly." ”

……

In the evening, at the Air Force Hospital, a military truck drove in, eight army soldiers jumped out of the car, and after some inquiry, they came to Chen Bei's ward, and the nurse on duty asked them what they were doing, and a major said: "We are here to transfer Chen Bei to the hospital." ”

Several big-headed soldiers couldn't help but say, pushed the nurse into the ward, moved Chen Bei, who was still asleep, along with the hospital bed and hanging bottle shelves, and carried it onto the truck and roared away.

The doctor called the dean, and the dean didn't know why, and said that Mrs. didn't assign us to take care of the wounded, why did the military take people away again, and I thought that it involved the American side, and the high-level had other arrangements, so I didn't take it seriously, but I just felt a little regretful.

After another hour, a car came to the hospital, and it was Chen Bei's parents who got off the car, Chen Zikun Xia Xiaoqing rushed to the hospital after learning that his son was seriously injured, but only saw an empty ward, Xia Xiaoqing's eyes were dark, and she almost sat on the ground, Chen Zikun quickly helped her: "Hold on." ”

Xia Xiaoqing still couldn't hold back, and let out a sad voice in the corridor: "My son, the hard-working child ......"

Chen Zikun also burst into tears, his son's voice and smile echoed in front of him, poor Xiaobei, who had never enjoyed happiness since he was a child, followed his mother to wander away, and finally recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors, only after five or six years by his father's side, he was sent to the United States to study, and at the age of 21, he spilled blood in the sky and was loyal to the country.

"Xiaoqing, my son is a hero, don't cry, my son is watching from the sky." Chen Zikun comforted Xia Xiaoqing, several nurses pointed at the side, and one stepped forward and said, "Are you Chen Bei's family?" ”

Chen Zikun said: "I am his father, can you take us to see him for the last time?" ”

The nurse said: "Oh, you misunderstood, Chen Bei is fine, he is out of danger after the operation, he was picked up by the military an hour ago, why don't you know?" ”

Xia Xiaoqing immediately stopped crying, and grabbed Chen Zikun's shirt with red eyes: "My son is alive, still alive!" ”

Chen Zikun also turned sadness into joy: "Thank you, do you know which hospital to transfer to?" ”

"Sorry, I don't know."

A stone fell to the ground in their hearts, Chen Zikun and his wife were finally relieved, they didn't care much about their son's whereabouts, the wounded of the Flying Tigers are the best care no matter where they go, this is absolute.

……

Chen Bei woke up from a coma, it was dark all around, he didn't smell the unique smell of disinfectant water in the hospital, but there was a musty smell coming to his nose, there was no heating in the house, it was very cold, he whispered: "Water, I want to drink water." ”

The door opened, and a man in a tunic stretched out his head to look at it, and said loudly: "Lao Li, the prisoner is awake." ”

Chen Bei was confused, is this a dream, how did he become a prisoner.

Suddenly, the lights were bright, and he couldn't open his eyes under the high-wattage bulb, and there was a crisp footstep with iron palms inlaid on the soles of his shoes, and he barely opened a slit to see a middle-aged man wearing a navy blue tunics and a party emblem sitting in front of his bed.

"Your name is Chen Bei, a native of Jiangdong, twenty-one years old, a second lieutenant pilot of the American Volunteer Air Corps, right?"

"yes, who are you?" The man smiled: "I forgot to introduce myself, I am Li Huating, a prosecutor from the Chongqing District Procuratorate, in charge of your case." "What case?"

"Is Chen Gongzi confused in the war, let me remind you, three days ago night, you killed a person in the city, this person's name is Tang Yupeng, he is about the same age as you, he was stabbed to death in the head, Chen Gongzi's knife skills are good."

Chen Beidao: "Before I can answer your question, a lawyer needs to be present, and I also want to inform my family and troops. ”

Li Huating looked at him and said: "Boy, don't play tricks, this time there are all the human and material evidence, you can't escape, when you killed someone, there were at least six eyewitnesses, and when you fled, the police also wrote down your license plate number." ”

Chen Bei was silent, he was a young talent cultivated by the New York mafia family, and the police's tricks were very clear.

Li Huating said: "You can be silent, but this won't save your life, come on." ”

Lisa was escorted in, her long hair loose and blood at the corners of her mouth.

"Say, how did Chen Bei kill people?" Li Huating said.

"Chen Bei wanted to rape me, but Tang Yupeng stopped him, so he killed him." Lisa lowered her head and her voice hoarse.

"Let's get out." The corners of Li Huating's mouth outlined a smug smile, and let his subordinates escort Lisa out.

"Despicable!" Chen Bei burst out two words from between his teeth.

"You can take care of your injuries, I have time to spend with you." Li Huating got up and left, and after a loud bang of the door slamming, the room returned to darkness again.

Chen Bei got up and groped around, this is a windowless cell, concrete floor, the door is iron, and it is difficult to fly with wings.

After some effort, his wound ached and he had to crawl back to the cold hospital bed.

……

The next day, Song Meiling came to the Air Force Hospital with flowers, condolences and representatives from all walks of life in Chongqing, but she was empty, and there were already others living in the ward, and Chen Bei disappeared.

The dean arrived to explain that Chen Bei had been transferred to the hospital and was picked up by several soldiers.

Song Meiling was surprised: "Is there a more suitable hospital than the Air Force Hospital, why don't I know about this matter, come here, give me the Air Force Commander." ”

A phone call went directly to the desk of Air Force Commander Zhou Zhirou, and Commander Zhou was also puzzled: "Madam, I don't know about this, injured pilots have always been treated in the Air Force Hospital, and if there are no special symptoms, they will not be transferred to the hospital." ”

After asking around, they all said that they didn't know where Chen Bei had gone, at first Song Meiling had the patience to make a joke or something, but then she couldn't hold it anymore, and said angrily: "When the pilot was still seriously injured, how did you take care of it, it was able to be robbed, this matter must be investigated, and I will find Dai Li!" ”

In less than twenty minutes, Boss Dai rushed to the Air Force Hospital, and as soon as he entered the director's office, he realized that the atmosphere was not right.

"Madame, please command." Dai Li said cautiously, he knows how powerful his wife is, even if he is commissioned, he has to let him score three points, if he can't do his errand, a pillow wind, his life will not be easy.

"Flying Tigers hero Chen Bei was picked up by an unknown person during his hospitalization, and you are limited to find out within an hour."

"Yes!" Dai Li did not shirk the blame, and immediately began to investigate, investigating this kind of trivial matter is simply a knife for the military commander, it doesn't take an hour at all, just make a few phone calls, but in order to show that he is serious, Dai Li still sent all his subordinates to turn Chongqing upside down.

……

Chen Mansion, there was a knock on the door, and the next person went to open the door, but there was no one outside, and he looked around, only to see a piece of paper pressed with a brick on the ground.

"Ling Lang was framed and is now locked up in the basement of the prosecutor's office." There is only one line of words on the paper, and the handwriting is a little immature, which reminds Chen Zikun of the little handyman in the procuratorate.

No wonder I didn't see my son in the hospital, it turned out that the procuratorate was making trouble, although it was not clear what Xiaobei had done, Chen Zikun immediately made all arrangements, Yao Yilei went to contact the lawyer, Liu Ting notified the Flying Tigers, Jianbing contacted friends in the press, Lin Wenjing stayed at home, and he took Xia Xiaoqing straight to the prosecutor's office.

The car drove to the entrance of the procuratorate and stopped, just as another limousine arrived one step ahead of them, and a noble lady with a jeweled mink fur came out of the car, her face was pale, her eyes did not squint, and she rushed straight into the procuratorate building with two escorts.

"Where is the murderer of my son!" Your lady's sharp Zhejiang accent permeated the procuratorate.