Yan Jiucun's secretary is Xiao Jinpeng. He is in his thirties. He is young and promising. He is usually overly optimistic. But he is very polite to Yang Luo. After taking Yang Luo and the other four to Yan Jiucun's office, he personally poured tea for the four people.

Sun Jianyou and the other three seemed to be in a dream. They thought that even if Yang Luo brought them to the Ministry of Civil Affairs, they would have found a leader below. Unexpectedly, Yang Luo brought them to the Minister of Civil Affairs. At this time, when he saw Xiao Jinpeng bringing them tea, he stood up in surprise and bowed to thank him.

Xiao Jinpeng smiled and said, "Don't be so polite, you guys sit down." Then he said to Yang Luo, "Young Master Yang, the Minister is in a meeting, and it's over soon. You can wait in the office for a while."

Yang Luo nodded: "Okay, go and do your business!"

Xiao Jinpeng was not dissatisfied with Yang Luo's indifferent attitude, and he did not dare to have any objections. He said politely, turned around and walked out, and closed the door.

Xiao Jinpeng had never heard of the name Yang Luo before, but after the Chi family and Li family and Fan family had political battles, he heard Yang Luo's name more than once in Yan Jiucun's mouth. As Yan Jiucun's secretary, he was naturally imprinted with the Li system, and he was so young that his future future was limitless. But he didn't know anything about an enemy, how could he feel at ease? So he asked about Yang Luo everywhere, and when he understood, his inner shock was imaginable. In the end, Yang Luo forced Li Changrong to compromise, which made him know that Yang Luo was much more terrifying than what he knew.

A person who can compete with several major families and force Li Changrong to give in is not something he can look at. So he put his position very straight and was quite polite to Yang Luo.

Yang Luo crossed his legs and leaned against the sofa smoking a cigarette. However, Sun Jianyou and the other two were secretly looking at Yang Luo, thinking in their hearts, who is Mr. Yang? But they were more excited in their hearts because they saw hope.

Not long after, the office door was pushed open, and a hearty laughter rang out: "Yang Luo, it's the first time you're climbing my door, so there must be something wrong."

Yang Luo pressed the cigarette butt on the ashtray, stood up and shook hands with Yan Jiucun, and said with a smile: "You are a busy man, how dare I come over to disturb me if you have nothing to do?"

Yan Jiucun smiled and walked to the desk to sit down: "Tell me, what's the matter with me!"

Yang Luo took out the things in his pocket and put them on his desk, and told him about what happened to Li Yuanli a few days ago.

"As the saying goes, marrying a man, marrying a man, dressing and eating, and there is another saying that raises children to prevent old age. But their husbands and sons have died on the battlefield for our country. The only thing they can count on is the government. Life is better now, but our government has abandoned the wives and parents of these heroes. It is not only the hearts of the martyrs' families, but also the millions of our soldiers, who are watching."

Speaking of this, he looked at Yan Jiucun and continued: "We call for defending our country all day long. What is the purpose of defending our country? As a person, whether it is a commoner or a soldier, the first thing that comes to mind is home, and then the country. If we can't even solve their worries, why should they pick up their guns and go to the battlefield? What qualifications do we have to let them sacrifice their lives and shed their blood? Now, these heroes' parents are nearly 80 years old, but they live so miserable. Who can give these heroes a satisfactory answer?"

Yang Luo picked up the stack of photos on his desk, "Minister Yan, do you feel cold all over when you see these photos? I have seen a news before. A boss in Shenzhen who is driving a luxury car and worth billions is enjoying the "low-income security", but our heroes do not, and even the pension they should enjoy. This is a shame of society, a tragedy of the times, and a tragic responsibility of some local government departments... If they see the reality in heaven, it is so cruel and see the miserable life of their parents. I don't know what the times will be like for decades of peace, happiness, wealth and beautiful life they have exchanged for their lives, and will the heroic souls get peace."

Sun Jianyou and the other two were red when they heard this. Yan Jiucun picked up the photo and didn't speak for a long time. After a while, he sighed.

"Leave this matter to me, I will definitely satisfy you."

Yang Luo shook his head: "It's not to satisfy me, but to satisfy those heroes and let their heroic souls rest in peace."

Yan Jiucun sorted out the information and photos on his desk: "You are right to satisfy those heroes and let their heroes rest in peace. I will hold a meeting tomorrow to study it, and send someone to investigate as soon as possible to solve their difficulties."

Yang Luo said: "I will arrange for the families of the martyrs to come to Beijing in the past few days. They are not young and have some physical problems. I will take them to the General Hospital of the Military Region for a check-up. No matter whether they are serious or minor, they have to be treated if they are sick. However, they don't even have a minimum living allowance, and they don't even have the pension they deserve, let alone medical insurance. You can only help you, Minister Yan. As for those who cannot be reimbursed, you can only help. I have talked to the director of the General Hospital of the Military Region that the medical expenses of the families of these martyrs will be reduced according to the situation."

Yan Jiucun nodded: "This is what we should do, there is no problem." After saying that, he looked at Sun Jianyou and the other two, "Are these three?"

Sun Jianyou and the other two hurriedly stood up, their bodies still straight, and saluted Yan Jiucun.

Sun Jianyou shouted: "Report to the leader, Sun Jianyou, a soldier of the 4th Company of the 417th Regiment of the 139th Division of the 47th Army, reported to you!"

Wu Ping'an shouted: "Report to the leader, the guards of the 139th Division of the 47th Army report to you!"

He Zhikang shouted: "Report to the commander, the soldiers of the 3rd Company of the 1st Battalion of the 47th Army and the 3rd Company of the 1st Battalion of the 47th Army and the 3rd Company reported to you!"

Yan Jiucun came over and bowed deeply to the three of them. The three of them hurriedly avoided, with a little anxious face.

Yang Luo looked at Yan Jiucun bowing to the three of them, raised his hand and saluted Yan Jiucun, "Minister Yan, to be honest, I have no good feelings for my personal feelings. But just by being able to bow to them, I, Yang Luo, can't say a word about being a human being."

Yan Jiucun was stunned and then smiled: "If you don't talk about your personal feelings, you can salute me, and prove that I am still very successful in being a human being. I am very satisfied."

Yang Luo also smiled: "Okay, I'll disturb you from work." After that, he turned around and walked out.

Yan Jiucun personally sent it out, then grabbed Sun Jianyou's hand and said, "My door is always open to you. If you have any difficulties in the future, come here to find me."

The three men, Sun Jianyou, Wu Ping'an and He Zhikang, never cried when they were injured and bleeding, but now they suddenly cried. Finally, they saluted Yan Jiucun, and then said nothing, turned around and chased Yang Luo.

Yan Jiucun looked at the three of them still upright backgrounds, wearing old-fashioned green military uniforms, and was still mighty. He sighed in his heart. When he walked back to the office, he called his secretary Xiao Jinpeng in.

Yang Luo and the other four left the Ministry of Civil Affairs, then took a taxi and went directly to the military hospital. They called Bei Yinyao on the way. When they arrived, Bei Yinyao was already waiting at the door.

Bei Yinyao had to pay the fare, but Sun Jianyou said he would not give in and he had to give it to him. In the end, Bei Yinyao gave in, but Yang Luo did not stop him. Then several people went to Tian Huaying's ward and saw that the old man's face was recovering well and the ventilator was removed. It seemed that the treatment effect was pretty good.

When Li Yuanli saw Sun Jianyou, Wu Ping'an and He Zhikang were stunned, and then said happily: "Uncle Sun, Uncle Wu, Uncle He, why are you here?"

Sun Jianyou laughed and said, "Come and see you." After that, he walked to the old man's bed, "Auntie, you look good and you are recovering well."

Tian Huaying was also very happy to see the three people, nodded and said, "Okay, okay, you guys hurry up and sit down." After that, he coughed twice again.

Wu Ping'an hurriedly said, "Auntie, stop talking."

Yang Luo said, "You guys talk, I'll go and meet the dean." Then, Rabe Yinyao walked out of the ward, "You go and get some money, and then find a better hotel near the hospital and book three rooms."

Bei Yinyao asked, "Has everything been resolved?"

Yang Luo knew that Bei Yinyao was asking about the families of the martyrs, "I have already been to the Ministry of Civil Affairs. In a few days, the families of the martyrs and disabled veterans will come to Beijing. I may not have time to accompany you. Then you can arrange it and take them to have fun in Beijing."

Bei Yinyao nodded: "Leave these things to me."

Yang Luo gave a few more words, then walked to Jian Chenhong's office.

Jian Tablehong saw Yang Luo coming and said, "I said why did my eyes keep jumping this morning? I thought it was jumping money, but it turned out to be a disaster."

Yang Luo laughed: "All the things I told you have been resolved. In a few days, the martyrs' families will come to Beijing. The Ministry of Civil Affairs will apply for medical insurance for them, and the Ministry of Civil Affairs will also solve other medical expenses, but your hospital will also reduce part of the exemption depending on the situation."

Jian Tablehong said: "Okay, after they arrive, depending on the situation, I will hold a party group meeting at that time. Those who can be exempted from it will definitely be exempted."

Yang Luo gave a thumbs up, "This is like what a dean said, domineering."

Jian Tablehong smashed the pen in his hand at Yang Luo and cursed: "It's okay, get out of it."

Yang Luo grabbed the pen and said with a smile: "I have something to do. I will leave Beijing these two days and I don't have time to take care of this matter. Three of them have come. I will take you to meet and meet you."

Jian Table turned dark: "I am so old, would you let me see them?"

Yang Luo curled his lips: "It's not that I said you Lao Jian, although you are all soldiers and you are older than them, but you are still a general. But compared to them, you really don't have the right to let them see you."

Yang Luo was really not polite at all, but Jian Bihong was not angry, and stood up and said, "Yes, facing them, I, as a general, are really not qualified to put on airs."

Li Yuanli was talking about what happened to Yang Luo with great enthusiasm. Sun Jianyou and the other two sighed when they heard it, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts that God is always fair and let them meet Yang Luo.

Just as they were chatting, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Yang Luo and Jian Tablehong walked in.

These days, Jian Tablehong often comes to the ward. Li Yuanli is very familiar with him and hurriedly stood up and said hello: "Hello, Dean Jian!"

When Sun Jianyou, Wu Ping'an and He Zhikang heard that the dean was coming, they hurriedly saluted.

Jian Tablehong said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, sit down and talk."
Chapter completed!