The Predator of the Beautiful President

Xia Dongyang looked at Song Zhicheng in surprise, and Song Zhicheng said: "Before, the teacher spent so much time giving acupuncture for you, and when the old man was dying, you were not by his side, so I feel worthless for the teacher.

But judging from just now, Tang Xuefeng came. Although Ms. Sang said that the teacher didn't like him, I didn't dare to go out because of his status. But you don't care about his status at all, you only care about the teacher's heroic spirit.

Before, I was jealous of you because the teacher accepted you as a disciple, but now it seems.I am indeed inferior to you. "

Xia Dongyang did not expect that Song Zhicheng would be so sincere and dare to face his jealousy, and his affection for Song Zhicheng increased for a while. Of course, he had no objection to Song Zhicheng before. After all, all of Song Zhicheng's starting points were In order to care about Mr. Lu, what's wrong with such a student?

At this moment, facing Song Zhicheng's sincerity, Xia Dongyang said humbly: "Doctor Song is serious. I am a jobless vagrant, so I don't have any worries. I am not afraid of his Sanxian soup or what kind of soup. Master is happy to have a student like you."

Xia Dongyang's rather humorous words made the corners of Song Zhicheng's lips twitch slightly, then he stretched out his hand and said, "I will have a chance to communicate well in the future."

"Okay." Xia Dongyang also stretched out his hand, and the two old man's students shook hands with mutual sympathy at this moment.

Sang Yuqing, who was watching from the side, was also quite relieved. After all, Song Zhicheng was very against Xia Dongyang before. Of course, she didn't know Song Zhicheng, but now it seems that Song Zhicheng's personality is indeed just like his name. Sincere letter.

Those so-called relatives also left one after another. Xia Dongyang and others stayed in front of the old man's grave for a while before leaving sadly.

The little girl asked Sang Yuqing in a daze, "Mom, where is Grandpa Zeng?"

Sang Yuqing sighed secretly, and could only say in a gentle tone: "Grandfather Zeng has something to do, and he went to a place far, far away?"

The little girl blinked her sharp eyes and asked, "How far is it, is Grandpa Zeng coming back? When will he accompany me to Ocean Park again?"

The little girl's innocent words made Sang Yuqing's heart even heavier. However, the girl is innocent, so she could only tell a white lie, saying: "Yes, even if Grandpa Zeng is not around, he still thinks about Tong Tong all the time. Tong's."

The little girl nodded, and said obediently: "Tong Tong also misses Grandpa Zeng."

With the passing of the old man, everyone's heart is very heavy, especially Xia Dongyang, not being able to come back to see the old man for the last time will become another regret in his life.

Back in the city, Sang Yuqing handed over the letter left by the old man to Xia Dongyang, and saw that it said: "Dongyang, master is gone, don't be sad, and don't blame yourself, master can meet you at the last time." You are already a gift from God to me.

The master has treated people who have been injured as much as you. They are all heroes of the country. The master knows that you must also be a hero. I also know that your ambition is not to study medicine. The master just hopes that you can pass on this set of acupuncture and moxibustion. .

Dongyang, your lower back injury cannot be completely cured after all, you have to remember, don’t engage in physical labor for a long time, let Qing’er give you an injection every three months, so that you can persist for a long time, it’s a pity, it’s a pity the master’s After all, acupuncture and moxibustion have not reached the highest level of "three nines" in family acupuncture.

Dongyang, I will give you the set of gold needles as my teacher. I hope you will use your talent to realize the highest state of acupuncture and moxibustion, and then take out the bullet behind your waist while ensuring that your meridians are intact. No worries.

Dongyang, I think you should know that Ah Peng sacrificed, the life of Qinger and his wife will be hard in the future, master begs you to take care of their mother and daughter more, thank you! "

In the end, Xia Dongyang's eyes were also hazy and moist. Unexpectedly, the old man already knew about Shen Chuanpeng's sacrifice, and he was still worried about himself at the end. In fact, it doesn't need to be said by the old man, Xia Dongyang will also take care of Sang Yuqing and his wife.

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It was night, and both Wu Er and Zhao Xueyan had to receive an infusion, while Xia Dongyang accompanied Sang Yuqing's family back to the old man's house. As soon as the old man left, Shen Guoliang took the little girl back to the room early and coaxed her to sleep.

Sang Yuqing was sitting on the sofa in the living room. She didn't turn on the headlights or the TV. There were only three porch lights emitting dim light. Under the dim light, she looked at the familiar objects in the room. What's more, seeing things and thinking about people makes me feel even more sad for a while.

Xia Dongyang sat silently by the side and accompanied him. At this time, only companionship is the best comfort, but thinking about the past few days, the old man endured a serious illness to give him a medical treatment and lectures, and he was naturally deeply saddened.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, which awakened Xia Dongyang and the two who were immersed in grief. They looked at each other, and they were quite surprised. The guests even left the aunt's family. It's so late, who else will knock on the door?
For the sake of safety, Xia Dongyang went to open the door. When the door opened, he was startled, and saw five people standing neatly in the corridor outside the door!
All five of them were dressed in uniform black uniforms. The leader of the group had a Chinese face. He looked to be about fifty. He had a solemn expression, holding a neatly folded uniform with a martyr medal on it. , he is Yang Mingyi, the director of the Provincial Dragon Shield Office.

Immediately behind him was Han Shaojun, and Jiang Yuwen was on Han Shaojun's right, and the two behind him were familiar faces. At this time, Sang Yuqing also came out of the room, and saw Yang Mingyi at the door. Five people, she was also startled.

"salute!"

Seeing Sang Yuqing coming out, Yang Mingyi gave an order, and then led Han Shaojun and the others to salute Sang Yuqing in unison.

Sang Yuqing came back to her senses at this moment, tears welled up in her eyes, but looking at the uniform in Yang Mingyi's hand, she knew that what she was looking forward to was finally what she had waited for.

In the corridor, there was silence, except for Sang Yuqing's uncontrollable low sobs, which pierced everyone's hearts like needles.

After a while, Yang Mingyi came forward. Because of the special reasons of his work, he did not introduce himself, but said in a calm tone: "Miss Sang, Chuanpeng died for the benefit of the country. He is a hero of the country, but he Your identity must be kept secret, so a grand funeral cannot be held, and I apologize to you."

Although Sang Yuqing stopped crying, she couldn't control her tears. She said clearly, "I know this is discipline, and it's also for the safety of our mothers. As you said, Chuanpeng is doing it for He has no complaints or regrets at the expense of national interests, and I should be proud of him!"