January 1, the imperial capital.

This is a brand new day for the people all over the world, and even more so for the Liu Hai family.

He is not a native of the imperial capital, and he doesn't even live in the imperial capital at all. However, on this special day, he appeared in the square of the imperial capital.

The reason why he appeared here is very simple, because his old father, who is over 60, wants to go to the square to watch the flag-raising in the last period of his life.

His father has been suffering from lung cancer for two years, and his health is getting worse day by day. Even if rural cooperative medical care reimburses most of the medical expenses, cancer is cancer after all, and it is not so easy to overcome.

Seeing that my father was suffering from radiotherapy and chemotherapy after surgery every day, even the doctor felt a little reluctant, so one afternoon 6 months ago, the doctor vaguely conveyed to him the meaning of "conservative treatment can be considered."

For elderly people of this age, the so-called conservative treatment means going home and living the last stage of their lives.

He knew this very well.

He didn't blame the doctor or fate. It wasn't that he was really not sad, but that the veteran's father did not allow him to have this kind of "no manliness" idea.

Therefore, he could only hide his sorrow as much as possible and welcome the death that would come at any time with a smile.

According to the doctor's judgment, my father's condition has been relieved a little after one operation, but the chance of recurrence is 100%, and there is absolutely no possibility of interference in the next recurrence.

When he heard this judgment, he once asked the doctor if there would be a miracle, such as the sudden disappearance of cancer cells - he has seen many such cases in some street stall tabloids.

But the doctor's answer dispelled his unrealistic fantasy.

"Don't believe in unscientific things. If there were such technology, we would have taken it out for you to treat it."

"The people who make up this kind of news are either scammers or fools. You have to spend money where you really need it, don't be deceived and still be grateful. Do you understand? I've seen too many such things and there will be no good ending!"

Liu Hai could only nod his head silently, but what the doctor didn't know was that even though he had already explained it so clearly, Liu Hai did not give up the slightest possible hope.

He applied for many new drug experiments, consulted many new therapies, and even wrote a letter to the top Union Hospital in China to ask about his father's condition.

Although the things he did have not been reported yet, in his heart, there has always been a vague expectation.

What if?

What if a man can defeat nature?

What if cancer can be defeated?

My father is only in his sixties and is not yet at the age to leave him, so he must work hard.

Therefore, when his father suggested that he wanted to go to the square to watch the flag-raising, he agreed without hesitation, because he had seen it from some professional medical reports that keeping the patient in a happy mood will also promote recovery.

However, it is not easy to realize this wish.

My father was fragile and could not take a plane. There was no direct high-speed train from where he was to the Emperor. The transfer process was too cumbersome and the father who needed to ensure that oxygen inhalation could not afford it.

After thinking about it, he decided to do it thoroughly and simply drove by himself and read everything he wanted to see hadn't seen before.

So he drove the new energy Suv he had bought with his loan before, and set off with his family of five.

The starting point of their departure was Xining. Along the way, they first took a detour to see Qinghai Lake, which was close to you but had never been to before, and then arrived in Zhangye and Dunhuang. Then they went straight to Ningxia and went to Inner Mongolia to see the grassland.

After passing by the big words of the Yellow River, they looked south at the ancient capital of Chang'an, and then went east to Luoyang. Seeing that the year was about to end, they finally hurriedly entered the province and headed towards the imperial capital.

During the trip of the entire three months, Liu Hai was worried that the battery of his new energy vehicle that was less than 100,000 yuan would be unbearable. Unexpectedly, its performance was much better than expected. Even along the way, the charging cost was less than 3,000 yuan.

This is much cheaper than oil costs. I heard a salesperson say that this is a silicon sulfur battery, which saves electricity and lasts for a long time, but he still doesn't believe it. Now, practice has finally been beyond real knowledge.

With the car doing its best to serve, they rushed forward and the family finally arrived at the imperial capital on the evening of December 31. After a short rest, they immediately drove to the square.

It was only 5 o'clock in the morning, and there was a substantial cold air in the air, but in this huge square, there were people waiting to raise the flag. Looking at my father, who was sitting in a wheelchair, with oxygen pipes and tightly wrapped in quilts, the people around him kindly gave up a path, allowing them to enter the front of the crowd.

Liu Hai pushed the wheelchair with one hand and his son with the other, saying thank you constantly, while his wife around him took out the snacks they bought along the way and gave them to others from the bag they were carrying.

Most people thanked me for taking it, and some didn't like to eat. After taking it, they turned around and stuffed it into their son's pocket. The bangs were just smiling, and they didn't worry too much.

After they finally found a location to set up, the time was almost 7 o'clock. The son next to him was trembling with coldness, and asked while chewing the candy in his mouth:

"Dad, when will the flag-raising ceremony begin?"

Liu Hai was stunned by his son's question. He had found the process of looking at the flag-raising process online before and told him to arrive as early as possible. He really didn't say when it started. Just as he was planning to continue to search online, the old man next to him spoke vaguely:

"Good Sun, today starts at 7:36, from January 1st to 10th, it starts at 7:36, and from the 11th, one minute in advance every day until June."

Hearing the old man's words, Liu Hai smiled and said:

"You remember clearly!"

"Huh... don't you remember clearly? I almost joined the guard of honor back then... Son, when the flag is raised, remember to help me up, I want to stand and watch!"

"Dad, don't you need it? You are in poor health, so it doesn't matter if you sit..."

"No matter how bad your health is... you have to stand still! This is... This is, raise the national flag!"

The old man's tone was a little stern. After saying this, he couldn't help coughing again. The mother next to him quickly handed him hot tea, which moistened his throat, and finally he breathed evenly.

After pausing for a moment, the old man continued to speak:

"The feelings for the national flag of your generation... are not as strong as ours, and they are not as strong as my grandson!"

"Don't underestimate this national flag, it is not just a symbol...it is our soul!"

"The sacrifice of thousands of people... Haizi, you are studying history, you know, what is blood staining mountains and rivers!"

"Compared with the Tang and Song dynasties, the sacrifices we made in this dynasty are the greatest."

"Wow... it's flowing everywhere, the blood of the country. Our flag is really stained with blood!"

"We...you must defend the country we have captured! If you want to defend it, you cannot treat this flag as a piece of red cloth!"

Looking at the old man's solemn expression, Liu Hai nodded deeply and reached out to hold the old man's hand that was placed outside the quilt.

Time passed minute by minute, and 7:36 was about to come. With a loud slogan, the guard of honor walked out of the city tower with neat steps.

The old man's expression gradually became a little excited. He looked at the guard of honor that was gradually approaching and struggled to hold the armrest of the wheelchair with his hands. Seeing this, Liu Hai hurried forward to support him. The wife beside him wanted to put the quilt on the old man, but he pushed it away with his trembling right hand.

Then, a huge force suddenly burst out from the old man's extremely weak body. As soon as he leaned his legs, his hunched back suddenly stood up, and the quilt on his shoulder shook off, revealing his green old military uniform.

And on his chest, several medals were quietly pinned there, reflecting the glimmer of the morning light.

Bangs held his father's arm tightly, and even through his not-so-thin clothes, he could feel the old man's thinness.

An irresistible sadness suddenly surged in his heart.

Because he knew that his father's body had been extremely weak, and his last energy and spirit were almost used in this flag-raising ceremony.

What after?

What should I do afterwards?

How much time can he have? And how long can he be his son?

Bangs bit his lip tightly, and the phone in his right pocket kept shaking, but he didn't have time to care. Instead, the old man next to him felt something abnormal and said without looking back:

"If you have a phone call, please answer it quickly. The flag will be raised later. Don't...look around!"

Liu Hai smiled bitterly, easily opened his father's hand and took out his cell phone. However, as soon as he saw the information on the screen, he suddenly stood there in a daze.

That was a phone call from a doctor at Union Hospital.

He hurriedly answered the phone, but the doctor opposite seemed to be busier than him.

"Bangs, right? I communicated with you before. So, at 4 pm this afternoon, I will take your father to the hospital to find me. We have a therapy that I can give him a try."

“What kind of therapy is it?”

"Gene editing targeted therapy, I can't tell you too much now. I just got off the operating table and I have to catch up with the next one and remember the time!"

"Okay, at 4 pm, doctor, how can I find you when I arrived at the hospital?"

"Just report your name and origin, someone will receive you. I won't say it anymore, I'll die!"

Wang Hai looked at the phone that was automatically turned off with a screen in a daze, and did not react at all for a moment.

Gene editing... Is my father saved?

This seems like a dream.

His thoughts were extremely confused, but at this moment, a loud command brought him back to reality.

The old man sang a song gently in his mouth, and a red flag slowly rose with the rising sun.

Liu Hai seemed to have forgotten the old man's instructions. He looked at the old man's face and then looked at the Hongqi.

Then, his gaze crossed the red flag, looked at the rising red sun in the distance, and then at the city tower.

At this moment, he felt a sense in a trance.

Under this sky, two suns appeared.

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The plot of the first volume "Zhulu" has basically concluded here. Today, the last chapter of this volume will be updated as an exaggeration between this volume and the next volume.

The plot of the next volume has no time jump, and it is still promoted according to the current time progress, and there will be no such method as "ten years later".

In the next volume, the plot of the real enemy you care about will also surface. I said, treating Hawkshang as the final opponent is too small.

In short, please stay tuned for the next volume of "Turn the Tide"!

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