Six years later, she amazed the world with her three children

"Once a treatment plan is developed, you will start treatment immediately. However, Dean Liang and my mother are here, so you will probably be treated at Qin's Hospital."

This is also a realistic problem. Qin Muyan is fine, but Dean Liang is old and can't let him fly over again. Besides, the various medical facilities in Qin's Hospital are better, and he feels more at ease since they are all family members.

However, if Leng Qing stayed in Qin's Hospital for treatment, he couldn't stay here with her all the time. On the one hand, the two of them would be separated, but on the other hand, being so far apart, his wife was suffering, and he, as a husband, couldn't take care of her.

"It's a good thing that we've made great progress. Once the treatment plan is out, I will cooperate with the treatment at Qin's Hospital. You can work in the military region with peace of mind. You are the commander of the army. We agreed before that your work should always be the priority."

Yes, they had already agreed on that.

"Okay, my uncle hasn't been rescued yet. I'll talk about the treatment later. Go and discuss it with Dabai."

"Okay, the kids are asleep, go get some rest."

"Ah."

After watching Zhan Junlin enter the study, Leng Qing looked in the direction of the baby room. Four babies were lying on the bed sleeping. The scene was so loving that it was inevitable that her maternal love overflowed.

She prayed that the poison in her body could be cleared, and that she would have the chance to be a mother in this life.

-

When Zhan Junlin entered the study, Qin Jianyu was calling up various surveillance videos on the computer.

"This is the surveillance footage from the execution ground back then. However, no matter how close it is, it is still quite far from the execution ground." Seeing Zhan Junlin coming in, Zhan Junlin showed him the computer screen. "Now the main form of death penalty is injection, and shooting is rare. The previous execution ground has also been abandoned. It is a place where few people go. Moreover, it is a plain area without hills and gullies, so it is difficult for special police to ambush."

"It's hard for the SWAT to ambush, and it's also hard for the other side to hide."

"So, this place is very dangerous for Liu Ci. Will she take risks for her obsessive-compulsive disorder and sense of ritual? If she fails to kill her uncle, she will lose herself. But if she doesn't choose this place, then other places are huge. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack."

Zhan Junlin looked at the time. The police had already dispatched a large number of police forces, but the noise was too loud and they were afraid of alerting the enemy, after all, the other side had hostages.

"I think she would take the risk. After all, she is a patient with ALS. She came to South City just to seek revenge on her uncle. She doesn't want to live, so there is no need to be cautious."

"True, but she has to make sure that the kill is successful."

At this point, Qin Jianyu let out a long breath and continued, "Well, even if she wanted to wait until this time to take action against my uncle, my uncle has been locked up by her for a few days. I think he is living a life like hell. It's no wonder that my aunt is worried. Who wouldn't be worried?"

After hearing this, Zhan Junlin was silent for a long time. Rong Che's life these days must have been dark, full of abuse and torture.

"From another perspective, if you suffer physical torture, you will suffer less mental torture. Originally, my uncle's inner demons had been resolved in the past 20 years, but suddenly the sense of guilt and guilt in his heart were awakened again."

If Rong Che had not been determined to die, would he have fallen into Liu Ci's hands?

"Not only was the guilt and remorse in my uncle's heart awakened, but the key was his beloved son, for whom a kind word can warm you through the winter months, while a harsh word can chill you through the summer months.

How many cold winters can the killing power of Liang Yuanqi's evil words withstand? My heart must be frozen to death. You didn't read the suicide note that my uncle left for my aunt. I did.

In order to help his child, our uncle gave up his principles, his life, and even his brain. He said that when he died, since Liang Yuanqi didn't have his last name anyway, he would say that he was just his stepfather, not his biological father, and he hoped to get Liang Yuanqi a chance to join the army.

You said this... Isn't this just deceiving oneself? My uncle said that my uncle is suffering from depression. He can't care about himself anymore. He just wants to die alone, so that everyone can be happy and he can be relieved. "

Zhan Junlin knew this without Qin Jianyu telling him, otherwise why would he be so determined to die?

"Speaking of Liang Yuanqi, my uncle has been missing for so many days, he should know about it, right?"

"I specifically asked Yan Meng to tell him, but I didn't ask him how he would react after he found out. I don't have time to deal with him now."

"I hope that after this, he can grow up. If my uncle can let go of his inner demons and resolve the relationship between him and his son, then it will be worth it."

"I hope so. Okay, time is running out. Let's discuss it further."

-

A completely lightless room with very dim lighting.

In the small space, there is a kind of damp and thin air, which makes breathing seem particularly rough.

A large cross was placed in the middle of the room, and Rong Che was tied to the cross. However, he was not tied while standing, but was tied in a kneeling position.

Right in front of the cross, there is a desk. Liu Ci is sitting at the desk, writing very attentively on his notebook. In addition to writing, he also makes illustrations for his works.

He just looked at Rong Che who was tied to the cross, and gestured as he watched.

From the time he was tied up until now, except when his body couldn't hold on anymore and he needed a short rest, Liu Ci spent the rest of the time concentrating on writing and painting.

During this time, Liu Ci also came here to talk to her two sons through her satellite phone.

Rong Che naturally heard the content of the call clearly, and he also knew the identities of his two sons. One was Lu Tingyun's secretary, and the other was Lian Juntai.

Her cell phone rang, so she stopped writing and answered the call.

"Hey, Xiaotai, did the people your mom sent to you see it?"

"I saw it. They all look very powerful. Mom, since we are already in a desperate situation, why not take a gamble? The people you gave me are so powerful. Can I take them to jailbreak? I will take my brother..."

"Your brother can't be saved." Liu Ci said indifferently, "Xiao Tai, if you listen to me and use the weapons given by Country B to blow up a military camp under the 38A Army Group, and die in a vigorous battle, then that would be a worthy death;

If you want to bring these people and these weapons to jailbreak, it is just a worthless consultation idea, which will make your brother die faster. You are so smart, do I need to say more? "

Lian Juntai on the other end of the phone was silent. He knew that he was being stupid, but Zhu Xin died just to save him.

"Xiao Tai, we can't escape what you said, so let's maximize the value of our death. After death, the three of us, mother and son, will be reunited. Be obedient."

After saying that, Liu Ci hung up the phone. Rong Che had already understood everything that happened in the past few days.

"You have ALS and won't live long. Your two sons are still young. If you really loved them, you wouldn't have ruined them like this!"

Rong Che no longer had much strength left, but he still wanted to say these words.

"Ruined? Really?" Liu Ci smiled disdainfully, still continuing to paint, and said slowly, "I came from a divorced family, followed a godfather who was doing illegal business, worked as an undercover agent, worked as a criminal police, and became a CEO.

When it comes to life experience, few people have more than you. You have lived for so many years and experienced so much. Have you ever heard of a mother committing suicide and taking her young children with her? Have you ever heard of a mother who couldn't bear to see her children suffer in this world and killed them with her own hands?

Do you want to criticize all these mothers? Just like you are here because you want to seek spiritual liberation, then you should understand better than anyone that death is never scary, because some people suffer because they are alive.

Although neither of my two sons are my biological children, they are a hundred times more filial to me than to their biological mother. It has always been said that a child with a mother is a treasure, and a child without a mother is a weed.

They both know this truth very well. They love me, and I love them too. At this point, if the truth is revealed and I die, they will be in pain, and I can't let them go. So why can't I take them with me?"