Rebirth of the Doctor Lu famous

The late winter in the south gradually became humid, and even the stars in the sky became a bit hazy, and the light clouds covered the crescent moon above the window, cutting out fragments of shadows on the glass window.

Li Jiankun had already fallen asleep, but was so stuffy by the humid air that he couldn't sleep.At his age, he didn't have much time to sleep, and Li Jiankun couldn't sleep at all when he encountered this kind of horrible weather.

He sits at the desk and reads a book.

This book was sent by an old comrade-in-arms a few days ago, the paper is still very new, and the smell of the ink is still strong.

It was a memoir of the Vietnam War, and it hadn't been long since it was published.Li Jiankun flipped through it in the past two days and found that there were many familiar events and characters in it, but it was so long that he could hardly recognize them at first glance.

Li Jiankun found that he was gradually reaching the age when he was about to forget things. He didn't persevere in doing anything to the end. Naturally, he was not like Ji Chunlai and He Yu'an, who got more energetic with age, and studied deeper with age.A guy like him who looks like he's having a good time actually grabs nothing.

Li Jiankun aimlessly flipped through the records of the past events of the Vietnam War, and those people whose faces had been blurred in his memory seemed to come to him all at once.

Li Jiankun couldn't help laughing when he turned to the book and said that the military doctor and the company commander were usually inseparable from each other, and that they had a relationship as if they were alone.

Xu Guanhe said that Huang Zhenjun cared about him the most, but he didn't feel that way, he just thought those years were ridiculous and absurd.

At that time, he had already burned out all his possible passionate feelings, and when he opened his heart again, only ashes remained there.

What does it matter if you care or not?

Li Jiankun didn't feel sleepy at all, and sat quietly until the middle of the night.Well, in the middle of the night, the weather turned bad for some reason. First, it started to rain, and then the rain became heavier, and there was a sign that a violent storm was about to come.

Li Jiankun started to grow flowers in the past two years, and when he noticed the change in the weather, he stood up and ran outside.He braved the rain and moved all his precious orchids to a shelter from the rain. By the time he finished his work, he was already drenched, and his half-thin coat was dripping with water.

Li Jiankun raised his hand to wipe away the water droplets that slipped into his eyes, and did not take shelter from the rain, just leaning against the door of the greenhouse and looking at the flowers and plants he had raised for a long time.

Li Jiankun turned around and walked back to the main house when the freezing cold penetrated into his bones.He made hot water and took a shower, but he still didn't feel like falling asleep, so he took the Vietnam War memoir and sat on the bed to read it.

Looking at the stories about myself told by others, there is always an illusion like a dream.Li Jiankun turned over that section several times back and forth, and finally began to look back again—once again, he saw the two people on the paper embracing each other again and again, leaning on each other side by side, fist bumping and wishing each other again and again. The other party returned smoothly, argued again and again and reconciled, cried and laughed and cried again and again...

Revisiting it over and over again, Li Jiankun's memories gradually became vivid. They seemed to be alive again, breathing lightly and heavily in every corner of his heart and brain.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Jiankun finally slowly closed his already too dry eyes.

His expression was calm and peaceful, as if he had slept more soundly than ever.

The next day Li Jiankun didn't go to work at the provincial office, someone immediately called Li Jiankun's home number, but no one listened.

Li Jiankun was alone, and had already entered the [-]th mark, and suddenly he was absent from work without saying hello. As the head of the Provincial Health Department and an old friend of Li Jiankun, Lu Bangyan remembered it very much.

Lu Bangyan saw that there were not many affairs that day, so he simply handed over the affairs of the provincial department to his deputy and went to Li Jiankun's house to find someone.

After knocking on the door for a long time but getting no response, Lu Bangyan took out the spare key that Li Jiankun hid there from under the flower pot at the door of Li Jiankun, opened the door and walked in.

When he saw Li Jiankun lying on the bed, Lu Bangyan stepped forward and asked, "Old Li, what's wrong with you? Haven't woken up yet?"

Li Jiankun lay there motionless.

Lu Bangyan's heart shrank, and he stepped forward to check on Li Jiankun's situation.

After feeling Li Jiankun's pulse, Lu Bangyan was struck by lightning.

Li Jiankun went.

It just went without warning—really without warning at all!Yesterday Li Jiankun even quarreled with someone in the provincial hall, sarcastically saying that the other party couldn't lift his head up.This guy has a poisonous mouth and is very unpopular. If Lu Bangyan hadn't been friends with him for a long time, he wouldn't have thought about such an unforgiving, hurtful and addictive guy.

Lu Bangyan was almost sixty years old, and he was a medical professional. He should take life and death very lightly. It was still a bit painful to see his old friend who was alive yesterday dying coldly and peacefully in front of him.

Lu Bangyan has known Li Jiankun for so many years, and he also knows a lot about what happened to Li Jiankun.This person is too tired to live, his parents died young, and he raised his younger sister alone, but finally found someone who can entrust his younger sister to him, and he met such a family again, so the younger sister who is cherished in his heart is early Died of illness; when he was a doctor in the army, Li Jiankun and Huang Zhenjun formed a life-and-death friendship, but when everything turned around, the two fell out fiercely. At that time, Li Jiankun was really cornered and could only go away. .

Maybe it was because he had lived such a miserable life that he let go without saying a word.

Lu Bangyan stood quietly in front of the bed for a while, and called Guan Jingze separately, hoping that he and Zheng Chile could come over.

Li Jiankun is Guan Jingze's uncle, it is most appropriate for Guan Jingze to handle the funeral.And Zheng Chile is the younger generation that Li Jiankun has often talked about for the first time in so many years, and Lu Bangyan thinks he should be called over.

When Guan Jingze heard the bad news from Lu Bangyan, he was as shocked and saddened as Lu Bangyan was.

He immediately contacted Zheng Chile.

Zheng Chile was originally discussing the next work with Jia Li and Xu Zhilian, but he was stunned when he heard the news.

This was so sudden that there was no warning at all!

Zheng Chile was distraught, and immediately handed over the work in hand to Jia Li, and rushed to the provincial capital without stopping.

When he arrived at Li Jiankun's house, Guan Jingze had already arrived.

Li Jiankun didn't have many friends before he was alive, so there were not many people who came here, and naturally no one was in the mood to greet him politely.

Zheng Chile asked Lu Bangyan: "Uncle Lu, what's the reason? Why did you suddenly..."

Lu Bangyan said: "Lao Li didn't report to the provincial office today, so I didn't feel relieved, so I went directly to him. I didn't expect this to happen..." He sighed, "At our age, it is inevitable that there is something wrong with the cardiovascular system. Lao Li has such a temper again, it’s okay to keep everything in his heart and not talk about it. He usually likes to quarrel with others, and he gets angry when he quarrels. I checked Lao Li and it was pulmonary embolism. I got it last night There was a heavy rain, and I saw Lao Li's footprints on the ground. He has been growing flowers for the past two years, probably to protect his potted plants and ran out to plant flowers in the rain, but the rain was impatient and something happened."

This is Zheng Chile's old profession, so he naturally understood that there are many precedents for sudden death caused by pulmonary embolism, but this kind of disease has a sudden onset and sudden death, and it is difficult to diagnose before death.

Zheng Chile's palm trembled slightly.

He said to Guan Jingze, "Let's go see uncle."

Guan Jingze's mood was not as calm as Zheng Chile's. He still couldn't accept the sudden news. He didn't realize it was true until he saw Li Jiankun lying on the bed, and it wasn't someone's prank!

Zheng Chile stood in front of the bed and said goodbye to Li Jiankun quietly.

He recalled the first time he met Li Jiankun. At that time, they were both in the medical team supporting the epidemic area in East China. This person looked very out of place, but in fact he was hard-spoken and soft-hearted. He knew that he was Zheng Tong—— The younger brother of his brother-in-law's step-wife still took him to visit counties and towns where the epidemic was severe, and taught him how to do the epidemic prevention work in detail.

The longer we get along, the more I understand that there is a heart that is most easily softened under this man's twisted disguise.

Zheng Chile felt very uncomfortable. He studied medicine both before and after he "come back", but he rarely changed the death of the people around him.

This feeling of powerlessness is more frustrating than anything.

While Zheng Chile was silent, Guan Jingze found the memoir of the Vietnam War that had fallen on the ground.He picked it up and flipped through it, and said, "This is the book uncle was reading last night."

Zheng Chile was taken aback for a moment, then read the pages that just opened, and immediately understood who the two protagonists in the story were.

Zheng Chile said: "Uncle, he..."

Guan Jingze nodded and said, "From what we know, we can infer who the other person in this story is——it's Huang Zhenjun."

Zheng Chile couldn't say a word for a moment.

At this time, there was a dispute outside.

Lu Bangyan's voice was a bit angry: "What are you doing here? What are you doing here! What qualifications do you have to come here! If it weren't for you, how could Lao Li be alone until now! If there is someone by Lao Li's side, why would he be here?" Nothing like this will ever happen!"

Huang Zhenjun said: "Don't stop me! If you stop me again, I don't guarantee that I will do anything!"

Lu Bangyan scolded coldly: "It's such a threat again, what else would you do besides threatening people? You did so many nasty things to Lao Li when he was alive, and now you don't even let him get close to him after he's dead! "

Huang Zhenjun said: "He can't die, Lu Bangyan, don't lie to me! How could he die? He has always been healthy and healthy, without any problems. Do you think you can fool me? Let me go in and see him!"

Lu Bangyan refused to give an inch: "I lied to you? How could I lie to you! I didn't intend to inform you at all, and you are not welcome even at the funeral!"

Huang Zhenjun grabbed Lu Bangyan's collar angrily: "Don't try to fool me!" He said this through his teeth, and after he finished speaking, he pushed Lu Bangyan aside and strode into the room.

After seeing Zheng Chile and Guan Jingze, Huang Zhenjun's heart stopped suddenly.

He even swayed his body slightly, but he was trying to hold on: "Why are you here? Didn't he just oversleep? What are you doing here? You are not allowed to see Kun and sleep late?" He said and left He went to the bed and held Li Jiankun's already cold palm, "Jiankun, I'm here to see you, if you are still sleepy, you can continue to sleep, you can sleep as long as you want. There is no war now, so you don't have to worry about squinting and fighting." In a short nap, there will be artillery fire coming..."

Zheng Chile interrupted Huang Zhenjun's words: "Chief Huang, uncle is dead."

Huang Zhenjun paused, and unexpectedly hugged Li Jiankun: "Too many people are talking nonsense here, I'll take you back, I'll take you to a quiet place to sleep."

Lu Bangyan cursed: "Huang Zhenjun, put Lao Li down! Is it interesting for you to do this? Do you want Lao Li to die without peace!"

Huang Zhenjun's gaze gradually became clearer, but his words became even crazier: "Why is it boring? If he dares to die, he must be prepared to die in peace!"

Lu Bangyan wanted to go forward to snatch someone, but how could he snatch Huang Zhenjun who came from the field of life and death?

Li Jiankun was still held tightly in Huang Zhenjun's arms.

Zheng Chile took a step forward, picked up the memoir of the Vietnam War, and said, "Chief Huang, this is the book my uncle was reading last night. Maybe it was the last thing he saw before he fell asleep. Do you want to read it?"

Huang Zhenjun was a little dazzled when he saw the cover that was full of gunfire.

Zheng Chile didn't approach Huang Zhenjun either, and stood firmly in the same place and said, "Put uncle back on the bed first, and then take a look at what is written in this book."

Huang Zhenjun finally accepted Zheng Chile's proposal and let Li Jiankun go back.

He took the "Memoirs of the Vietnam War" handed over by Zheng Chile, and the more he turned it backwards, the more his hands trembled.

When Huang Zhenjun saw the obvious old traces of a certain story, his whole body froze, standing in front of the bed like a clay sculpture.

They can't remember things so far away.They also almost forgot about the past of the two of them.

The vows they made, the promises they made, the ambitions they made... These things that they should have kept in mind gradually faded out of their minds.

Even the once exceptionally beautiful friendship has been destroyed by his own hands—as for those golden years that were too good, they can only find a little bit of traces from other people's narratives.

What has he accomplished all these years?

What did he do?

Huang Zhenjun's veins appeared on the back of his hand.

He suddenly tore the book in his hand in half with force, and threw it heavily on the ground, the scattered pages scattered all over the ground.

Huang Zhenjun raised his head and said to Zheng Chile and Guan Jingze: "You guys arrange the next thing carefully."

Guan Jingze said, "He is my uncle."

With Guan Jingze's assurance, Huang Zhenjun turned back and stared quietly at Li Jiankun who was on the bed.

It wasn't until Lu Bangyan seemed to want to curse again that Huang Zhenjun looked away, turned around and left Li Jiankun's house quickly.

His heart was screaming desperately.

there is none left!

There is nothing that can threaten him!

Since some people want to see him crazy so much, then he will show them crazy!