The full name is the People's Liberation Army General Hospital.
The mysterious south building is usually the most heavily guarded forbidden area in the entire hospital. Today, it is better than in the past. There is a post every five steps and a sentry every ten steps, and it is filled with tough special service personnel wearing black windbreakers.
The South Tower is special because it is the last stop in the glorious lives of many leaders, and Wu Zhengrong, who has made brilliant military achievements, is no exception.
The people visiting the old man walked into the building with solemn expressions, including the top leaders who were preparing to visit abroad, and the prime minister who was inspecting shantytowns in the northwest yesterday.
When Yang Chen pulled Wu Rui, who was covering her face and crying, and hurriedly walked into the ward through numerous checkpoints, the more than 200-square-meter outhouse of the suite was already packed with people, half of whom were wearing straight military uniforms and carrying generals on their shoulders.
All of them had frowns and sad expressions.
"We're finally here. The old man has been thinking about you two, hurry up." Wu Jie, who was waiting at the door, suppressed his sadness and anxiously urged Wu Rui and Yang Chen to enter the back room.
Everyone looked sideways, staring at Wu Rui and Yang Chen.
Wu Rui, they know each other, Mr. Wu's most beloved granddaughter.
Yang Chen, most people only heard his name but did not recognize him or did not know him at all, so that they were surprised why the Wu family's emperor could not forget this strange young man at the moment of his death.
The back room is also very spacious, but there are not many people. A dozen relatives headed by Wu Yuanchao accompanied many Zhongnanhai bigwigs and core figures... It was the top leader who had hosted a banquet for Yang Chen. When he saw Yang Chen coming to
Beside the bed, he nodded slightly.
Yang Chen also nodded silently, not caring to say hello to others, and squatted beside the bed with Wu Rui. The old man with a withered and haggard face seemed to realize that the person he missed was coming, and slowly opened his eyes, turned his head with difficulty, and looked at Yang Chen and Wu Rui.
.
"Here we come..." The old man's voice was almost inaudible, and several relatives could not contain their sadness. They burst into tears. Wu Rui, whose face was already full of tears, covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying, and nodded heavily, showing the love given to her by her grandfather.
Better than her parents, when they were about to part ways, she felt heartbroken and almost suffocated, not knowing what to say.
"Don't cry..." The old man comforted his granddaughter in a long tone, as if he had regained his consciousness and regained his consciousness. He raised his arm tremblingly to hold her hand.
Wu Rui hurriedly reached out and held Grandpa's hand.
The old man's eyes slowly moved towards Yang Chen. Yang Chen understood and reached out his hand.
"You two, live well together and grow old together." The old man pressed Yang Chen and Wu Rui's hands together, rubbed them, slowly, and stared at Yang Chen, saying, "My son, the future of the Wu family depends entirely on your blessing."
Just now, the top leader, who regarded himself as the old man's junior, personally asked the old man if he had any other requests. The old man shook his head and said no, but at this moment, he entrusted the future of the Wu family to the young Yang Chen.
People who don't know what's going on are extremely surprised.
Could it be that in the old man's mind, a young man in his twenties and seventies is more important than the head of the republic?
Are you old and confused?
A few people, including Wu Rui's father Wu Yuanchao, and many Zhongnanhai bosses, were secretly impressed by the old man's shrewd and wise mind even when he was dying.
Yang Chen values love and justice.
The huge force created can be passed down well and will last for at least a hundred years.
Which one is strong and which one is weak is clear at a glance.
"Grandpa, don't worry, I am also half of the Wu family, and the affairs of the Wu family are my business." Yang Chen almost swore, saying this not only for the old man, but also as a reminder to all the big guys in Zhongnanhai.
"Okay...Okay..." The old man was relieved, closed his eyes and murmured: "Sixteen years ago, I was here to see off my best old comrade, and today it's my turn."
Sixteen years ago.
This is also the ward.
A great man from the southern tour passed away.
The ward was so quiet that you could hear the needle drop, and the people surrounding the hospital bed were still waiting for the old man to say something, beep... The heart rate monitor kept beeping, and the originally beating light spots on the screen turned into a straight line.
"Grandpa..." Wu Rui finally dared to cry, heartbreakingly.
Yang Chen shed tears sadly.
The death of the old man means the end of an era.
A few hours later, domestic and foreign media reported extensively on the incident. That night, many mainland TV channels broadcast more than a dozen war films and documentaries during prime time that depicted the father's turbulent years.
In the next few days, a funeral committee was formed.
The preparations for the unprecedentedly grand funeral were underway.
In Sanya, on the top of the Paradise Forest Park, the wooden villa looks like a huge bird's nest. It has the most beautiful mountain view in Sanya and overlooks the entire Yalong Bay.
There are dozens of similar villas scattered throughout the forest park, but this one is the most magnificent and does not belong to the Bird's Nest Resort.
This is the Yang family's house.
Yang Guodong, who likes swimming, did not jump into the mirrored swimming pool in front of the villa after dinner. Instead, he sat in the living room and watched the news broadcast of the mourning meeting.
"Look, our family is Yang Chen." Liu Hua pointed out in surprise.
Yang Guodong nodded. It was indeed his son on the TV screen. He couldn't help but be filled with emotion. As he hoped that his son would become a successful man, he never thought that his son would show his face in this way. He was like a core member of the Wu family and expressed his gratitude to the national leaders who came to mourn Mr. Wu one after another.
, shake hands and have a brief conversation.
Ordinary people who don't know Yang Chen would be hard-pressed to leave a deep impression on these ten wonderful short scenes, let alone think about them. But people who know Yang Chen but don't know much about him would be absolutely shocked.
Beijing.
In a hotel room on the edge of the Fourth Ring Road.
The drunk Zhang Liang picked up a water cup and smashed the screen of the 42-inch flat-screen TV. Yang Chen, with his hands and eyes as bright as the sky, did not help him. It was extremely abominable. And that Jin Peipei, the ruthless scoundrel, deserved to die.
"Wait...I will make you regret it." Zhang Liang roared with a ferocious face. His assets were frozen and he sold off several antiques he had privately collected this morning.
Panjiayuan's cunning antique dealer saw that he was in a hurry to spend money and repeatedly lowered the price. Things worth millions were only sold for a few hundred thousand, almost at a discount.
After suffering a big loss, he drowned his sorrows with alcohol and was severely stimulated by the TV news. He gradually lost his mind. He gritted his teeth and thought for a long time. He left the hotel and asked an acquaintance to buy pistols and bullets from underground channels. He also prepared high-concentration sulfuric acid. The former dealt with Yang Chen.
, the latter targets Shen Yue and Jin Peipei who often come to the Yang family mansion.
Yang Chen, no matter how awesome.
Can it be more powerful than a gun?
No matter how beautiful a woman is, she will still become ugly if acid is poured on her!
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In Denmark, deep in the inaccessible mountainous area, only the ruins of a medieval castle remain, making it particularly desolate, highlighted by the setting sun and the crows.
More than ten people stood unexpectedly among the ruins.
The leader of the old man was dressed in black, with a pale and bloodless face. Fagel was the former master and founder of the Holy Blood Council and the leader of the seven major families.
However, the former glory has been shattered by the impact of William Byrne's brothers. In that battle, the seven major families were defeated miserably and their vitality was severely damaged. They were pursued and beaten by werewolves and were on the verge of extinction.
The situation must be prevented from getting worse.
The reason why Fagel came here.
In the tomb under the ruins, sleeping is a strong man who can turn the crisis around, their ancestor, Elad.
[Author's digression]: The book will be finished soon, please be patient and thank you very much to the brothers and sisters who have always supported the original version.
