Following the sound of neat and powerful footsteps in the corridor, two mighty soldiers walked into the office of the Press and Publication Office: "Who is Mr. Chen Qingyun?"
Everyone in the publishing office looked at these two impressive-looking officers. They didn't know what happened and didn't react for a while.
Chen Qingyun stood up and said, "That's me. Do you have anything to do with me?"
"Please come with me." One of the officers took out his officer's ID card. Chen Qingyun took it and saw that he was the staff officer of the Rongcheng Military Region Headquarters.
Seeing the serious expressions of the two officers, Chen Qingyun didn't ask any more questions, walked up to them and said, "Please." After the two officers saluted Chen Qingyun, they also said nothing, turned around and walked out the door.
Seeing the three people walking out without looking back, Kong Xiangqing quickly stopped at the door: "What are you going to do? You are still being unreasonable. You want to take people away, why don't you explain the situation to the bureau leader." Obviously, Xiao
The girl was anxious. Chen Qingyun was inexplicably taken away by these two officers. Who knows whether it is a blessing or a curse? If something goes wrong, there will be no room for reasoning.
One officer was about to have a fit when his sleeve was pulled by another officer. The two of them looked at Chen Qingyun in silence.
Chen Qingyun couldn't avoid it. He said to Kong Xiangqing: "There is something important and urgent. I will be back soon." He patted Kong Xiangqing on the shoulder: "Thank you, please don't worry, I'm fine."
Chen Qingyun followed the two officers into an Audi waiting in front of the Press and Publication Bureau. There were many office staff standing next to the windows in the building. They stared at the Audi leaving the dust, guessing that Chen Qingyun was about to leave.
The good and bad luck of the trip, especially Kong Xiangqing, repeatedly asked Ding Liping, who followed him in: "Sister Ding, is Qingyun okay? Wasn't he captured by the military?"
Ding Liping was in a complicated mood. She was an old friend of Chen Qingyun. Due to some subtle things, the two of them drifted apart and became ordinary colleagues. Suddenly, she felt that she had lost something? Opportunities, yes, lost possibilities.
It's an extraordinary opportunity, an opportunity that will never come back.
Fan Jingqing was also watching the scene in front of the gate by the window. He didn't know if he was wrong in his treatment of Chen Qingyun, but he just felt relaxed for a while.
Zhou Chuan is the same as Fan Jingqing, but his mood is different. He feels that Chen Qingyun heading into the future will reach a height that is beyond his reach. He is lucky for himself: Chen Qingyun should be his friend.
Just half an hour ago, Chen Qingyun had received a call from Fang Zhengtai, asking him to wait in the office and go to Yanjing immediately. He had a very important urgent task and the person to pick him up was already on the way.
A military plane was already waiting at the airport. Audi sent Chen Qingyun to the side of the plane. When a colonel saw Chen Qingyun get off the plane at the boarding gate, he stood at attention and saluted: "Hello, chief, please board the plane."
There were already people waiting on the plane, and one of them was a dignified old man named Fang Zhengtai. Chen Qingyun was shocked: What could be so important that Fang Zhengtai was waiting for him on the plane.
A few hours ago, the architect who led the Republic to prosperity, the great designer of China, and the greatest leader in modern Chinese history, was in a coma due to pneumonia caused by Parkinson's disease.
Parkinson's disease is a common degenerative disease of the central nervous system in middle-aged and elderly people, usually occurring after the age of 50. Its main symptoms include involuntary tremors of the limbs at rest, myotonia, bradykinesia, and postural balance disorder, etc.
.Patients with advanced Parkinson's disease cannot take care of themselves.
Parkinson's disease is mainly associated with patients' psychological problems, such as depression, anxiety, etc.; sensory symptoms include pain, abnormal sense of smell, and visual symptoms; in addition, there are symptoms such as sleep disorders and abnormal autonomic nervous function.
The global medical community is not completely clear about the cause of Parkinson's disease. It is generally believed that it is mainly related to factors such as age, genetics and environment. At the same time, the decrease of dopamine neurons in the nigrostriatal + dopamine neurons in the brain is also a cause of Parkinson's disease.
The main reason. To this day, there are no reports of a cure for Parkinson's disease.
The great designer suffered from Parkinson's disease many years ago, but as he continued to work for the strength of the Republic, his condition continued to worsen. Now it has finally reached a very serious stage. The terrible disease is depriving the old man of his precious life every minute.
A large number of excellent doctors helplessly waited beside the old man.
Fang Zhengtai seriously introduced the crisis faced by the great designer: "Qingyun, Wang Jue and General Director Huang Chengguang jointly guarantee that they recommend you to go and show your skills for the great designer. Don't have any psychological burden and don't worry about the people next to you.
The pressure it brings to you. Your task now is to maintain good physical condition and a normal mentality to face the upcoming test."
Chen Qingyun calmly said to Fang Zhengtai: "Grandpa Fang, don't worry, I know what to do." After saying that, he spread his legs on the plane, his eyes seemed to be open and closed, and he was running the Qianyang Qi with all his strength, and he was still listening in his ears.
Fang Zhengtai's voice: "My mission is to deliver you to your destination, and everything else depends on your own efforts."
The plane quickly entered the sky over Yanjing and stopped at a military airport. An elongated red flag sleeping car with special equipment parked quietly under the cabin. Two officers got off the sleeping car. One of the officers told Chen
Qingyun conducted a careful body check, but found nothing, and then saluted Chen Qingyun: "Please." After getting in the car, two officers sandwiched Chen Qingyun in the middle of the back seat, and a small convoy sped away, and then got off the plane.
Fang Zhengtai looked at the retreating motorcade with a serious expression, his heart filled with complex and uneasy emotions.
Chen Qingyun closed his eyes slightly, ignoring anything happening inside and outside the car, and did not look out the window. He sat calmly in the car, waiting for unknown things, unknown people, and unknown tests.
The two officers also said nothing, and were greatly surprised by Chen Qingyun's ease and tranquility. This was the most special young man they had seen.
The sleeping car drove into a heavily guarded and heavily guarded community, and finally stopped quietly in front of a bungalow. After getting out of the car, two officers made a gesture to Chen Qingyun: "Please."
Chen Qingyun followed the two officers into the bungalow. There were two more officers standing on both sides of the door like wooden stakes. When Chen Qingyun was about to enter, the officers reached out to stop him and silently beat him again.
After an inspection, no abnormalities were found, so I saluted him and made a gesture to invite him in.
A large number of middle-aged and elderly people with gray hair gathered in the hall. Seeing Chen Qingyun come in, they whispered: "You are so young, can you do it? Don't cause trouble again, otherwise we will not be able to get away with it."
An old man made a "shh" gesture: "There are guarantees, let's just wait and see what happens. Please keep quiet and don't leave."
Chen Qingyun also heard these discussions. He did not stop and continued walking inside with the two officers.
After passing through three or four gates, we walked into a large and spacious house. There was an extra-large hospital bed in the middle of the house. On the white bed sheet, there lay an upright, thin old man, peaceful and quiet.
There were several nurses in white coats busy in the ward. When an old man with snow-white hair saw Chen Qingyun coming in, he stepped forward and asked, "Are you Mr. Chen Qingyun from Chengdu?"
Chen Qingyun nodded: "My name is Chen Qingyun, from Rongcheng."
"Are you sure you can cure this old man's disease?" Although the old man said this in a low voice, his tone was very stern.
"I haven't diagnosed the pulse, so I can't say for sure." In fact, when Chen Qingyun entered this place, he had already used Zhanzhang Qi Technique to check the old man's condition, and found out that it was Parkinson's disease complicated by pneumonia, and when the oil was exhausted, if he didn't take any further measures
Even with drastic measures, the gods could not save his life.
In another room, a group of people in front of the screen stared at everything that happened here. They were satisfied with Chen Qingyun's answer. One of them pressed a green button.
In the room, the snow-white-haired old man saw an inconspicuous light flickering and said to Chen Qingyun: "Thank you for your hard work, please."
In fact, nothing that happened in this bungalow escaped Chen Qingyun's perception. He didn't say anything and slowly approached the old man in the center of the room.
Chen Qingyun placed his right hand on the pulse of the old man's left hand and silently recited the mantra "Condensing Qi into a Needle". The Qian Yang Qi entered the old man's body like a thread and traveled towards the old man's head and chest.
An hour passed, and Chen Qingyun's posture did not change at all. The white-haired old man was waiting quietly next to him. People in the other room were watching Chen Qingyun silently, and no one spoke.
Two hours later, the old man on the hospital bed blinked slightly, which was noticed by the people in front of the screen, causing a small commotion, but Chen Qingyun's posture still did not change at all.
Four hours later, Chen Qingyun felt that the old man's condition had completely stabilized and was slightly better than before he came in. He was convinced that the old man's disease could be cured.
Chen Qingyun straightened up and walked towards the white-haired old man: "Old sir, let's talk outside."
Arriving at the second gate, Chen Qingyun said to the white-haired old man: "The patient has stabilized and his condition will not worsen for the time being. I need about a week. No one can disturb me. Everyone in the room has to leave."
If the chief can agree to this plan, I will officially treat the patient starting tonight."
"Please wait a moment." After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he left Chen Qingyun without looking back.
A stunningly beautiful woman who was about twenty-nine years old and tall in stature walked up to Chen Qingyun: "Sir, please come with me."
This is an exquisite restaurant. There are several exquisite dishes on the table: "Sir, you have been working hard all the way, please have a meal." Then a glass of freshly squeezed juice, a cup of green tea and a plate of fruit salad were served.
Chen Qingyun also felt hungry and ate without mercy.
Everything that happened here was seen by the people in front of the big screen. A man in general uniform said: "What do you think? Can you meet his conditions and let him continue?"
Another general said: "Natural behavior, pure heart, reliable."
Another general said: "The resume review is clean, with a good record, repeated meritorious service, and a genius. It is feasible."
"The old people have exhausted their skills. The new people have hope and can continue." A serious voice sounded.
"Okay, let's do it like this. When he is fully rested and in good condition, we will start treatment immediately. Please ask Mr. Wang Jue to communicate with him." The first voice finally said.
Chen Qingyun had just finished eating when a familiar old man walked outside.
"Grandpa Wang, why are you here?" Chen Qingyun said in surprise.
Wang Jue looked at Chen Qingyun kindly: "Young man, it's very good. Every step you take is in my sight. I can safely hand over Xiaofei to you, but I hope you can fulfill your promise. Maybe in the future
I will no longer pay attention to your behavior. I hope you can control yourself." Wang Jue paused: "I guess you already understand the purpose of coming here today. The Republic needs our great designers, China needs our great designers, you
You must go all out. But don’t be burdened. From now on, everything here will serve you and provide the greatest help to your treatment.”
Chen Qingyun gratefully said to Wang Jue: "Thank you, grandpa, I will definitely do my best. I only have one condition. During my treatment, there will be no interference from the outside world, otherwise it will be very dangerous, especially for the old man lying on the bed."
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Wang Jue said decisively: "I can promise you, when will you start?"
"I will rest for three hours and then start the treatment. If the treatment is not successful, the rest period will be three hours from now on." After saying that, Chen Qingyun sat cross-legged on the ground.
The group of old men waiting at the first gate watched Chen Qingyun go in. The first day passed without seeing any movement inside; the second day there was still no movement; the third day, the fourth day... until half a month later, a
The old man couldn't help it anymore and asked the officer waiting at the second gate: "Chief, how is the situation inside?"
The officer replied: "This house is already empty. You can leave on your own, but please do not tell anyone about what happened here. This is discipline."
The old people were stunned, what happened inside?