Chapter 68: Revealing the Roots

The man came closer, glanced at Ximen Jing and them, put the military coat in the crook of his arm on the thin old man, and asked softly, "Dad, my father-in-law ...... him"

The old man bent down and put his coat over the old man, and said in a deep voice, "Quickly call Doctor Li and them over." ”

The man took out a phone from his pocket, Ximen Jing looked carefully, this is not an ordinary mobile phone, but a satellite phone, which can talk around the world without barriers.

Although the man's voice was small, it did not escape Ximen Jing's ears, and he said: "Battalion Commander Guo, please bring Dr. Li to Qiuhong Valley immediately, my father-in-law has a sudden illness, ...... as soon as possible."

It is not easy for this family to be able to use this kind of phone to say such things.

After talking on the phone, the man took out another military coat from his wife's arm and put it on his father-in-law, and he said softly to his wife and daughter: "Don't cry, it's important to save people." ”

The woman raised her head, revealing a plump and white duck egg face, beautiful and graceful, and her face was about thirty. Ximen Jing knew that her daughters were almost twenty years old, and this woman was at least forty years old, and she looked so young because of proper maintenance. The mother and daughter look very similar, and this mother must have been a stunning woman when she was young.

She glanced at her husband, then at her father-in-law, and said in a pleading tone, "Dad, can you arrange a helicopter?"

The old man's extremely low voice came into Ximen Jing's ears: "No-fly zone, planes can't enter!"

When Ximen Jing heard this, he muttered in his heart. Generally speaking, the establishment of a no-fly zone over important cities or military projects is only for civilian flights, and their home obviously has a military background, so it should not be difficult to transfer a military helicopter. Unless it is the second case, this is a natural no-fly zone similar to the Bermuda Delta and Heizhugou, and aircraft entering this area will inexplicably cause air crashes, so it has naturally become a no-fly zone.

This Liumang Mountain, on the surface, seems to be a resort and recuperation holy place, but in fact it is by no means so simple, it seems that there is a reason why the aura is so strong.

What's even more strange is that the old man is still in a coma, and the family has a satellite phone and does not hurry to call an ambulance, but waits for a doctor.

There is more than one mountain road in Liumang Mountain, and the road they came to Ximen Jing is only one of them, if you return to the original way to climb over the main peak, it is unrealistic to take the patient, but other roads can be walked. Call an ambulance at this moment, it will take less than two hours to come from the city, they just need to carry the old man to the side of the road and wait, it is better to go to the hospital than a doctor who has no equipment.

Ximen Jing is an outsider, so he can't intervene, so he can only be anxious. The patient was lying on the ground and no one dared to move, the mother and daughter were crying and crying, and the father and son were looking forward to it.

Wu Cong couldn't stand it anymore, and said to the old man: "Old chief, let's get a stretcher and carry people out of the mountain, we can also save some time!"

At that time, Ximen Jing didn't hear the conversation between the two when they met, and only then did he know that they knew each other. Before the old man could speak, the middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "Where will you get a tool to make a stretcher?

The old man said: "Yun Sheng, his name is Wu Cong, he is my soldier, that one is his friend, thanks to the two of them to help save Lao Zhou, otherwise it would be dangerous." "In fact, except for the old man who believed it because of Wu Cong, no one else believed it, and the young Ximen Jing really saved the old man's life. They just regarded Ximen Jing and the others as enthusiastic passers-by who knew a little about medical skills.

At this time, Ximen Jing found out that the old man had a leg problem, and he was walking with a limp with a crutch in his hand. Wu Cong was an anxious person, and he didn't have time to explain, so he stretched out his hand towards Ximen Jingyi and said: "Borrow a knife, I have learned battlefield first aid, there is wood here, it is not a problem to make a simple stretcher." ”

If the straight knife does not have the support of aura, it is an ordinary blade, sharp but there are many years, it should be placed on the Bogu shelf as an antique to appreciate, if it can be broken in a few strokes of chopping wood.

Ximen Jing didn't say a word, took out a straight knife from his arms, went straight to the wooden railing next to him, raised the knife in his hand, clicked a few knives, like a knife cutting tofu, and cut off seven or eight pieces of wood with the thickness of his wrist. This hand shocked everyone, and they couldn't help but think in their hearts, how fast this knife is!

took out the knife and closed the knife, but in the blink of an eye, Ximen Jing turned around and found that everyone was looking at him, he used the aura just now, and mortals couldn't see the aura, but they were shocked by the sharpness of the knife. Wu Cong took out the climbing rope from his backpack, cut it into several strands of binding wood, and soon made a simple stretcher.

Several men carried the old man onto the stretcher together, and Wu Cong lifted the back without giving up. Ximen Jing looks like he is young, and he has to help people get home, let's come to the front. It is not good to walk on the mountain road under his feet, and he lifted the stretcher and walked a hundred and ten meters, Ximen Jing complained bitterly, and secretly complained in his heart, this old man has two hundred pounds, and he has a bad heart and eats so fat, is it good to lose weight!

The group walked to the other side of the valley. The lean old man saw that they were struggling, and whispered to his son, "I will replace them later, the snow is difficult to walk, and I am too tired." ”

The middle-aged man snorted. Ximen Jing's heart warmed when he heard this, and he secretly said, if only he were as heavy as you. If the old man on the stretcher is compared to a bun, then the lean old man is at most a dumpling, and the difference between the two body sizes is too big.

The road became a small uphill, the person behind the stretcher was the most difficult, and Ximen Jing was also uncomfortable, in order to maintain his balance, he could only bend down slightly and walk. Although the Ximen officials often practiced martial arts, they had never suffered this kind of hardship, and they were tired and sweating profusely after a while. The middle-aged man came to him, stretched out his hand to take the stretcher, and said, "I'll do it for you!"

Only then did Ximen Jing notice this person's appearance, his skin was fair, his cheeks were slender, his expression was kind, his face was upright, his eyebrows were a little worried, his sideburns were slightly white, and he was fifty years younger.

Originally, Ximen Jing was looking forward to someone to take over, but seeing that he was the same age as his father, his heart softened and changed his mind, shook his head slightly, gritted his teeth and walked forward.

Taniguchi was looking, and suddenly there was a series of footsteps on the mountain, and after a while, more than a dozen men in military uniforms ran down the mountain.

First, a man with a big waist and a round waist saluted the lean old man.

Without waiting for him to speak, the old man waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and go back!"

At the back of these people, a middle-aged man in a military uniform and a white coat came up, this man was tired and panting, his mouth was busy panting, he couldn't speak, he reached out and made a few movements, let the stretcher be placed on the ground.

When he had taken a breath, he squatted on the ground and examined the old man.

The middle-aged beautiful woman asked with concern, "Doctor Li, ...... my father?"