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Chapter 637 Huang Family

Not long after the time passed, Feng Tianpei arrived in a hurry.

After the beautiful hospital opened, Zhou Wen bought a house for him and Li Qiaoer not far from the hospital, so that he and his wife could manage the hospital nearby. Of course, now Li Qiaoer does not come to the hospital most of the time, and she focuses most of her energy on medicine.

Over there at the factory.

After Feng Tianpei arrived, he was shocked when Zhou Wen said it was Huang Yisheng. Of course he knew who Huang Yisheng was, and they had dined and drank together back then. He didn't even have time to put on a mask and a white coat, so he hurriedly checked Huang Yisheng's injuries carefully.

Zhou Wen saw a fist-sized wound on Huang Yisheng's right chest. The blackened flesh was protruding outwards, and dark yellow pus was constantly flowing out. The smell was extremely foul.

"The wound is a year old. It was a gunshot wound. It was treated before and the stitches were stitched very well, but for some reason it burst again." Doctor Zhang reported in a low voice.

"Prepare for surgery immediately." Feng Tianpei said while putting on his white coat: "Brother, Commissioner Huang's condition is not very good. Whether he can be saved depends on whether his desire to survive is strong. Senior brother, go outside and wait. I will call you if necessary.

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Zhou Wen knew Feng Tianpei's medical skills, and even he felt uncertain. Huang Yisheng's life might be in danger, so he immediately left without delay.

When I arrived at the emergency room, I saw the big man with his hands in his sleeves that had exposed black cotton wool, squatting on the ground with his trouser legs hanging high, and a large section of his calf that was swollen from the cold was exposed to the cold air.

Middle, there was still a long stream of clear mucus hanging from his nose, and he looked at Zhou Wen eagerly, as if he wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask.

Zhou Wen looked at the unshaven man and asked in a low voice: "What's your name? Shouldn't Mr. Huang be in the Northeast Army now? Who hurt him?"

The man opened his mouth to speak, but thinking that Zhou Wen had asked several questions at once, he didn't know which one to answer first.

Zhou Wen knew that he was impatient, so he turned to a nurse who came after hearing the sound and said: "Xiao Li, hurry up and find a military coat, and then ask someone to bring some water and food. I'm afraid this big brother is

Very hungry."

Xiaoli is also one of the eighteen pearls of the beautiful hospital. She has a very well-behaved personality. She immediately claimed that she was. Before turning around, she curiously looked at the big man with a pair of big black eyes. As she walked, she thought: "Young Master is really

With a bodhisattva heart, this beggar is considered blessed today."

The big man looked at Zhou Wen gratefully and smiled honestly. After sorting out his thoughts, he said: "My name is Huang Dayou, and I am my uncle's cousin. We were deceived by the guy who was struck by lightning on the road, so I

I went behind my uncle’s back and begged all the way to find my relative.”

Zhou Wen knew at first glance that this person was a bit clumsy, so he used his patience and persuasion to figure out the situation bit by bit.

It turned out that during the September 18th Incident, Huang Yisheng rushed from Taiyuan to Jinzhou to join the marshal, but he got the bad news. His family in Shenyang suffered a disaster. On the night of September 18, Japanese soldiers bombarded Beida Camp with heavy artillery.

, a shell hit his house near Beidaying. The old mother, young wife, son and daughter at home, none of them ran away. They were all reduced to dust and smoke in the fierce explosion of the 240 mm caliber shell.

Huang Yisheng was struck by a bolt from the blue and fainted on the spot.

When he woke up, he found that he was already on the retreat of the troops. The death of his mother, wife and children made his whole body and mind seem to have been driven away by this thunder overnight. There was only one voice in his heart.

Screaming: "Revenge! Kill the little devil to take revenge."

He struggled to see the young commander, hoping that the young commander could lead his army to fight back, kill those beasts to avenge himself and regain his homeland.

However, what he got was a reply that the entire army had to withdraw from the Northeast for the sake of the overall situation. The young marshal also comforted him by saying that his family's tragedy was just an accident, and asked him to express his condolences and accept the change. The changes in the Northeast cannot be solved by military means.

, we have to wait for the intervention and mediation of international powers.

However, the loving smile of the old mother still lingers in my mind, the sad face of my wife is still crying to me in my dream, and the scene of the young bodies of my son and daughter being torn apart in the explosion is still shaking in front of my eyes. Is this for the overall situation? This is why you don’t

Resistance, the reason for leading hundreds of thousands of Northeastern troops who had lost their souls to flee in panic without firing a single shot?

At this moment, looking at the young marshal in front of me who was pale due to years of smoking, this once familiar face was now so unfamiliar.

The staff and officers around him who once talked and laughed with him and became friends and confidants began to become strangers, because he knew that they were no longer the same people as before.

The moment they lost their land and people, they had lost their dignity and personality as human beings.

"A lost dog!" This was Huang Yisheng's final verdict on him and the rest of them.

Walking out of the Marshal's headquarters in a daze, Huang Yisheng felt sad for a moment and could no longer suppress his longing for his relatives and despair for the future.

He slowly knelt down and looked towards the north with tears streaming down his face. He raised his head and shouted in a hissing voice: "Commander, if you have spirit in heaven, please open your eyes and see that your hometown, which you have managed for many years, is being invaded by enemy invaders."

Torn and plundered, the tens of millions of people under your rule are being bullied by foreign enemies, and the hundreds of thousands of fierce and fierce troops under your command have all turned into trembling lambs. Commander... open your eyes and take a look!

"

His roar alarmed the people in the command post. Several officers ran out angrily, only to see Huang Yisheng taking out his cherished Browning pistol from the holster at his waist. The young marshal who strode out had a bad look.

, knowing what Huang Yisheng was going to do, shouted loudly: "Stop him quickly!"

At this time, an officer came in from outside the gate. The man had quick eyes and quick hands. He stretched out his hand and gave Huang Yisheng a hard push.

"Bang!" A crisp gunshot sounded over the temporarily requisitioned house.

The hearts of everyone present, including the young marshal, beat violently with the sound of gunfire.

Huang Yisheng fell backwards in response, and blood was pouring out of his right chest.

"Quickly... call the doctor for treatment. We must revive him."

In this way, Huang Yisheng, who was originally aiming to shoot his own head, was pushed and somehow hit his right chest. However, the bullet also passed through the lobe of his lung, and he died.

The young marshal watched things develop like this, and he was anxious and angry. In this complicated and chaotic moment, Huang Yisheng's suicide shot gave him another heavy psychological blow. This subordinate who had always been loyal to him, just because of

Is my decision not to resist now leaving me?

Could it be that the original decision was really wrong?

At this moment, the young marshal was a little confused and desolate. He just stood there blankly, watching the doctor rush over, put Huang Yisheng on the stretcher and left in a hurry. However, the words Huang Yisheng yelled before seemed to still be echoing in his ears.

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400,000 people have all taken off their armor, and not one of them is a man!


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