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Chapter 241 A Warrior's Final Charge
"drop."

"drop."

The ward was very quiet, and the occasional soft beeps from the instruments could be heard very clearly.So although Gu Guhua's voice was not loud, the three of them could still hear clearly.

Hearing his thanks, Yang He was a little apprehensive, and said, "Old Gu, as long as you like it, don't say thank you. We should thank you if you want to thank you, because you and your colleagues continue to overcome difficulties and create The advanced weapons used to defend the country are the reason for today's peaceful Xia country. We ordinary people who grew up in Xia country have lived a peaceful and stable life."

Gu Guhua shook his head lightly, but said nothing.

He glanced at the pot of green Malan flowers by the bed again, and the past suddenly came to his mind.

That year, he was 25 years old and in his prime.

That year, Xia Guochu was built, and a thousand wastes were waiting to be rebuilt.

A mysterious notice brought him, together with more than 200 young scientific and technological workers across the country, to the depths of the Gobi in the Northwest.

This is a mysterious place, because at that time, the name here was not marked on the public map.

Here the yellow sand is rolling and there is no one inhabited.At that time, there was a popular saying here: "There are no birds in the sky, no grass on the ground, and the wind blows stones away."

Here, he stayed for decades, kept his name incognito, married a wife and had children.

Here, he participated in and witnessed the explosion of Xia Guo's first nuclear bomb.

He used all his youth to guard the new Xia Kingdom and created precious opportunities for her to develop peacefully.

Today, Xia Guo is full of vitality.

And it was time for him to retire.

In these years, apart from his colleagues, various experimental equipment and data, the most accompanied by him is the Malan flower, which is resistant to drought, salt and alkali, as well as diseases and insect pests.

It is also one of the few greens in the vast Gobi, and a little green among the thousands of sands is so precious there.

Therefore, the general ordered to use its name to name the place—Malan.

Now, he is very happy to see this lovely plant again.

A sudden burning pain in his abdomen pulled him out of his memory.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the reporter who brought him Malan flowers.

Suddenly, he raised his hand with the infusion tube inserted, and pointed behind Zhou Zusen who was carrying the camera.

His action made Ren Ming a little puzzled. He looked back and saw that there was nothing there.

Zhou Zusen didn't understand either. He kept the camera steady, looked back, and asked, "Old Gu, what do you want?"

Gu Guhua took a deep breath and said in a weak voice, "Sit down."

Zhou Zusen said: "Thank you Mr. Gu, I'm not tired."

He carried the camera on his shoulders and had to move around and switch positions at any time, and he couldn't sit down.

Seeing that he didn't move, the dead branch-like hand didn't move, it just held it like that, probably because of the weakness of the body, it began to tremble slightly.

"Let you sit down." Yang He turned around and scolded him, and then said in a low voice: "Follow the old man."

Zhou Zusen nodded.

Seeing that it was inconvenient for him to carry the camera, Ren Ming took the initiative to move the chair over and let him sit down.

Zhou Zusen sat down and said, "Thank you, Mr. Gu."

Only then did Gu Guhua put down his trembling hands, and looked at the ceiling again, and his breathing seemed to become more difficult.

This scene also touched the hearts of the three people who came to interview.

Gu Zhenhua, who has made great contributions and done great things, is now just like ordinary old people, kind, kind, and close to the juniors in everything.

Zhou Zusen felt warm in his heart. This tall and strong man from the Northeast felt like crying.

He thought of his grandma, who died a few years ago.

At that time, he went to see her in the ward, and she was also like this. She was obviously in a terrible pain, but she was still worried that he was tired, so she insisted on letting him go home and rest.

……

At noon, the three of Ren Ming had just returned from lunch when they saw five or six medical staff standing beside Gu Guhua's bed.

Gu Jianguo stood at the end of the bed with tears in his eyes.

Ren Ming was taken aback, thinking that something had happened to Mr. Gu, so he hurried over to check the situation.

Seeing that the old man on the bed was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief, walked up to Gu Jianguo, and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Gu, what's wrong?"

Gu Jianguo wiped away his tears, and said, "He knew he was running out of time, so he asked to be transferred to the general ward, and he couldn't persuade him no matter how hard he tried."

Ren Ming was about to ask again when he suddenly heard an old voice speaking very slowly: "Comrade doctor, please transfer me to the general ward... I still have a subject to do."

The doctor looked embarrassed at this moment, and said: "I really can't do it, Mr. Gu, your current physical condition, you need to stay here to observe more, there is no condition to transfer to the general ward."

A middle-aged nurse bent down and approached the old man. She is the head nurse here and has many years of nursing experience.

She persuaded softly: "Yes, Mr. Gu, just listen to the doctor's advice and actively cooperate with the treatment, so that you will recover quickly. When your body recovers, you will not be too late to work."

Gu Guhua stared blankly at the ceiling, heard the words, opened his mouth, took a deep breath of oxygen, and said, "I am engaged in nuclear testing. In this life, I am not afraid of...not suffering, and not afraid of...death. Now I am most afraid of it." Yes, there is not enough time..."

The severe pain in his abdomen struck again, he endured the pain, and took deep breaths to cover up the pain he was about to utter.

"Hush-huh-"

He knew that the countdown to his life had already begun, so he wanted to start a race against death.

"Here, I can't work, please transfer me back to the general ward."

His tone was weak, but everyone could hear the firmness contained in his words.

Just a few words, but it took him a long time to finish. After he finished speaking, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength. His limbs were paralyzed on the bed, but on the contrary, his chest The ups and downs became bigger.

And his words made everyone in the room blush.

Zhou Zusen was carrying the camera, crying, even worse than the little nurse next to him.

The scene of such a strong man crying was originally very funny, but no one had the intention to make fun of him.

"Really not, Mr. Gu. The environment in the general ward is different from that in the ICU. You have to think about your own body." The head nurse had tears in her eyes, trying to dispel his thoughts of harming his body.

"Shulan, transfer me to the general ward..." Gu Zhenhua said to his gray-haired wife beside the bed.

When Li Shulan heard her husband's words, a gentle smile appeared on her weather-beaten face. She leaned close to Gu Zhenhua's ear, held his hand tightly, and said, "Okay, let's turn now."

Hearing this, the corners of Gu Zhenhua's mouth twitched slightly.

"Mom, I can't transfer!" Gu Jianguo was in a hurry, walked up to his mother, and persuaded him, "Why are you messing around with my father?"

Li Shulan said: "I know him best, he is the most stubborn person." She looked at her husband again, saw the smile in his eyes, and she smiled back at him, holding her hand even tighter, she He raised his head and said to the attending doctor, "Doctor, let's transfer to the ward."

Ren Ming stood aside, watching the whole process.

He was greatly shocked at this moment. Such an old man who was so weak that he could barely breathe insisted on working, and his closest wife, instead of stopping him, supported his decision.And the hands they hold tightly together prove that the love between them is extremely loyal.

Because of love, we understand, and because of understanding, we choose to support.

Such a scene was something he had never experienced before.

He had only seen such a person in books before.

This kind of love, he longed for it.

After deciding to transfer to the general ward, the medical staff stopped persuading her, because they knew that no more persuasion would work.

So he could only vacate a single ward as quickly as possible, and transfer all the instruments that needed to be used there.

eight pm.

In a single room.

Ren Ming saw an even more shocking scene.

An old man wearing a hospital gown, a breathing mask, and more than a dozen tubes inserted into his body got off the hospital bed with the support of two nurses.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, his legs went limp. Under the wide hospital gown, his thin legs could no longer support the weight of his body.

And the weakness of his legs also startled the two nurses who supported him. They used their hands to help him prop up his body.

His footsteps are extremely slow, and after each step, he has to slow down for a while before he can take the next step.

However, although the pace is slow, the pace is firm.

He is an academician and a scientist, but at the same time, he is also a fighter. Now, he is heading for the last position in his life-the desk a few steps away.

step forward!

　Can I ask for tickets?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)