The dust settled in Kyushu and after accepting the news of the defeat, the Ghost King was surprisingly calm and left Japan with the remaining troops in the evening of the same day and returned to the headquarters.
On December 20, Di Cheng successfully evaded Yakuza's surveillance system and left Kyushu Island on a Wei freighter. He returned to Wei Garden two days later and then turned back to Tiancheng Hospital in T City to receive comprehensive and meticulous treatment.
Some of Shalang and others who returned some time ago were out of danger, some were forced to have their limbs amputated, and some died on the operating table. The cloud of death and sadness shrouded Tiancheng Hospital, causing anxiety and anger among many people, and it was more like doing...
The stone weighed heavily on the hearts of many chief doctors. So after receiving the news that Di Cheng and others were about to return to China, Tiancheng Hospital began to make preparations quickly. Various medical devices were debugged in detail, and all kinds of pills and blood were sent to more plentiful hospitals as soon as possible.
Direction preparation.
After Di Cheng and others were pushed onto the operating table, all the doctors and nurses were cautious, fearing another accident. Fortunately, the treatment went relatively smoothly this time, and there were no deaths. However, the results of the examination made people afraid
Careless - torn muscles, cracked bones, bleeding internal organs, almost no intact parts of the body, inside and out.
Just like a machine that has been severely damaged, it not only needs comprehensive repairs, but also requires long-term maintenance.
The only good thing to be thankful for is that although the price paid this time is high, the threats from Japan and Skynet have been temporarily resolved, and there are tantric guards in Miao territory. Di Cheng and others are free from distractions and can calm down and cultivate their breath. At most, they need to pay attention.
African battlefield.
"Lao Yang, Xiao Feng and Sun Qi, have they dealt with it over there?" Seven days later, Di Cheng was out of danger and the special care ward was opened. But the first words after speaking made Yang Jing, who had just opened the door, feel a little bit.
Sad.
"Xiao Feng is an orphan. His girlfriend Xiaoni organized the funeral before we returned to China. She said she didn't want Brother Cheng to feel guilty. On the day of the funeral... Xiaoni was wearing... a wedding dress... it was a funeral... and a wedding.
..." Yang Jing felt sour in his heart. He raised his head slightly as he spoke and quietly wiped away the sparkling light from the corners of his eyes.
"Married? Find a good wife. Xiao Feng is very lucky." Di Cheng wanted to smile, but his voice was choked and tears flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes: "Lao Yang, let me say goodbye to Xiao Ni first.
Sorry, I'll go there after a while."
"Brother Cheng, please rest in peace and recuperate first. I have already been there. Xiaoni is very sensible. She has said several times that she will not blame others, and she will not blame Brother Cheng. In fact... Xiaoni found a suicide note while sorting out Xiao Feng's belongings.
, was left behind by Xiao Fenglin before he left the country. He...had already made up his mind to die in the war. The suicide note repeatedly asked Xiaoni not to be sad and not to blame other people. It was his honor to be able to die in the war in Japan." Yang Jing
She showed a proud smile, but this smile contained a lot of sadness and pain. She took a breath and said: "Last evening, Xiaoni took Xiao Feng's tablet back to her hometown and said... Xiao Feng has been tired for so many years and wants him to be quiet.
Take a rest."
"Where are the others? Have you been there?" Di Cheng felt a tearing pain in his heart and turned away to resist the urge to cry.
"The brothers' families are very understanding and reasonable. No one blames Tianmen. It's just that... Sun Qi's wife can't accept it. She's been in a bad mood recently. Yinyin and the others have been there to accompany her these days.
Shaohua is out of danger, but his arm is completely disabled and his mood is a little out of control. I arranged for Xu Yun and the others to stay with him. After a few days, he will feel better.
Wu Long is still in the sterile ward. He is seriously injured and is not out of danger for the time being. The hospital has arranged for two chief doctors to take turns taking care of him 24 hours a day. There should be no danger.
Shalang and the others have recovered well from their injuries and left the special care unit before we returned home, so Brother Cheng doesn’t have to worry."
Yang Jing organized his words carefully, trying not to make Di Cheng sad as much as possible. This operation suffered heavy casualties, and a large number of brothers were killed. In fact, Di Cheng was the one who suffered the most.
As a brother, Yang Jing has accompanied Di Cheng all the way to the present, and he understands best how much Di Cheng attaches importance to the word 'brother'.
"Lao Yang, you must do a good job of comforting me. Handle this matter yourself, one by one. Don't be stingy with money, and the family members must make good arrangements for their work. This is the humblest compensation we can do.
"Di Cheng looked away, his voice was very soft and slow, with a little hoarseness and vibrato.
"Brother Cheng, don't worry, I will take care of it." Yang Jing had said "don't worry" a lot in succession, but... taking a breath quietly, Yang Jing didn't want Di Cheng to continue to feel so uncomfortable: "Brother Cheng, have a good rest, I'm leaving first, tonight
Come again."
Before Yang Jing could retreat to the door, Di Cheng asked what Yang Jing least wanted to hear: "Have the casualty figures been calculated?"
"This... is not comprehensive yet... I will make a list some other time..."
"Tell me how much."
Yang Jing hesitated for a long time, and finally said bravely: "Those who can return to the battlefield are 376 people from the Thunder Eagle Troop, 21 people from the Dragon Scale Team, and a total of 72 people from the four Death Brigades."
Di Cheng closed his eyes in pain. At the beginning of his journey through the dense forests of Kyushu, there were more than 1,500 people from the Thunder Eagle Troop, more than 50 people from the Dragon Scale Team, and more than 160 people from the Fourth Death Team.
Comparing the two figures, the bloody facts stung Di Cheng's heart.
"I contacted the Tantric Sect some time ago. The Miao border area has been fully monitored. The negotiations among the five major Tantric sects are gradually on the right track. Wu Yunhao passed on the words of the old living Buddha and gave Tianmen half a year to rest."
"Half a year?"
"I heard what Wu Yunhao said. The communication between the tantric sects is going more smoothly than expected, and preparations in all aspects are relatively sufficient, so the offensive on Miao territory may be advanced, instead of the original year and a half. Wu Yunhao said
Half a year is just an approximate time, it may be delayed or brought forward.”
"Brother Cheng?" At the door, Sha Lang was sitting in a wheelchair and peering inside. Behind him stood Zhang Chuo and other brothers.
Yang Jing calmed down and said, "Whatever you are doing sneakily, come in."
"Hey, Boss Yang is here too." Sha Lang was pushed by Yiyi and entered the ward with a smile. Zhang Chuo and others were either wrapped in bandages or on crutches, and they all walked into the ward. It was quite spacious.
The room suddenly became crowded because...the dozen brothers who came in each brought a woman with them.
"What's wrong? You want to hold a beauty pageant in this hospital?" Di Cheng quietly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, stood up and looked at the brothers in front of him with a smile.
"Hey, Brother Cheng, here is the invitation." Sha Lang took out a bright red invitation from his arms and handed it to Yiyi beside him.
Yiyi was a little shy, her pretty face was red, and she walked to Di Cheng's bed with her head lowered: "Brother Cheng, this is for you."
"Wedding invitation? Who is getting married?" Di Cheng opened the wedding invitation and read: "Sha Lang, Liu Yiyi, Hao? What's going on?"
"Shalang? Liu Yiyi?" Yang Jing took the invitation and looked at it carefully, then looked at Yiyi who was blushing and squirming, and said with a smile: "Okay, boy, let's pick up all the flowers from Tiancheng Hospital.
Got it."
"Low-key, low-key. Didn't Boss Yang get all the aunts from Yaowang's Mansion? I'm just a little dwarfed by a big witch."
Yang Jing's expression froze and he glared at Sha Langyan: "What the hell are you doing? What kind of invitation are you sending now?"
"Isn't this a lively and lively atmosphere? Brother Cheng, my wife, look, our wife is not bad either." Zhang Chuo handed over the invitation and took advantage of the opportunity to touch the beautiful and delicate girl in his arms.
"Brother Cheng, do you know me?" The girl greeted Di Cheng generously, her eyes always looking at him. Not only this girl, but also the women who followed in were looking at Di Cheng curiously, some secretly, and some.
Just look at it.
"Yang Yi?" Di Cheng looked at the name on the invitation and was not impressed.
"This is an artist signed by Nongchao Film and Television Company. He is a singer and was introduced by Dynasty." Zhang Chuo introduced proudly.
"Don't tell me these are all." Yang Jing looked at the room full of beautiful women with a strange expression.
Nongchao Film and Television Company has become a dating agency? Is it possible that all the celebrities and singers there have been taken over by these guys from Tianmen?
Yi Tingxuan stood at the back and said with a smile: "This is my childhood sweetheart. He now works in the Water Affairs Bureau and is a civil servant."
"Hello, Brother Cheng, my name is Li Qingyu." The girl looked gentler and nodded politely towards Di Cheng.
"Hello." Di Cheng greeted them with a smile: "Are the weddings all on the same day?"
Sha Lang said: "It is scheduled to be held in two months, which happens to be the Lantern Festival. We are planning to hold a collective wedding and invite Brother Cheng to be the officiant."
"Brothers, come together to invite me. Brother Cheng, can you give me some face?" Zhang Chuo said with a smile.
"Of course, I will definitely come. I wish you a happy wedding in advance. Also, take good care of your injuries and don't hold a wedding with bandages." Di Cheng felt a little warmth in his heart. What is deep brotherly love? Why are Shalang and the others like this?
I am afraid that I do it more because I want to add a bit of joy to Tianmen and ease my own guilt and pain.
Yang Jing also understood the purpose of Sha Lang and the others, and quietly raised his thumb, and said: "Brother Cheng, do you want to come together? I will call all the sisters-in-law back. In two months, you can recover to five
Sixty percent, it’s no problem to have a wedding ceremony.”
Sha Lang and others immediately started making noises, clamoring for Di Cheng to join them.
Di Cheng felt slightly impulsive, but in the end he shook his head: "I won't join in the fun with you. You will do it first this time. When everything is stable, we old guys will hold it again, and you will host it then.
.”
Maybe he owed Yi Xuan and the others a lot and should have a wedding, but he didn't want to think about these things before the matter was completely over. The death of Xiao Feng and others was too touching. Di Cheng didn't know what he could do after the Miao Border War.
Whether he will survive or not, I really don’t know.