Chapter 55 The Death of the Hero 1

A rather masculine voice came from the other end of the phone: "Are you Mr. Liu? We are from the police station. The expedition team that went to Tibet had an accident.

As soon as he heard "Something happened", Liu Dashao's chest seemed to have been hit hard by a hammer, and his head also "buzzed". For a moment, he was at a loss. Fan Debiao and Cai Qingchong saw that Liu Dashao's face changed greatly. They just looked at each other and didn't know what happened, so they sat there anxiously. Until Liu Da Shao calmed down and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

At the other end of the phone, he muttered, "You come to the Sanli Street Branch first!" It's hard to say here!"

"I'll be there soon!" After Liu Dashao finished speaking, he let the taxi turn around. Fan Debiaoxin said, didn't we go to see the big locust? Why did you go to the police station? Are you still going to turn yourself in? However, Liu Dashao's next explanation also made his heart blow. There was an accident. In just a week, something happened!

Entering the police station, the three were arranged into a small office, in which there were two police comrades wearing big caps. Looking at the police rank, it seemed that the level was not low.

Liu Dashao looked at the two of them suspiciously and asked, "You are..."

After the two saluted him, one of the bearded police officers said, "I'll come straight to the point!" The expedition lost contact with the outside world in the Guge site in Xinjiang. When the rescue team of the People's Liberation Army's Labor 113 Corps found them, it was three days later. Five archaeological team members, three confirmed that they were dead, one was missing, and one was also a member. They are now lying in the Capital Hospital and are currently maintaining Signs of life, but there is no intuition. In short, it is a vegetable.

Before he finished speaking, Liu Dashao grabbed his collar and asked urgently, "I-faw! Uncle Diao, what about Diao? How is he doing? And Faye Wong, Jackson, come on! Tell me quickly..."

The bearded policeman shook his head: "Mr. Liu, please calm down. We are here to inform you that the person lying in the hospital is Ms. Wang Feifei, the vice president of the French tour expedition. There is indeed a Frenchman named Jackson on the death list, and the old man you mentioned, so far The whereabouts are still unknown. In view of the special geographical reasons in Xinjiang, the rescue team has given up useless work. Please forgive me. In Faye Wong's belongings, we found a photo of you and her, as well as his diary. Only then did we know that she was your girlfriend, so we decided to contact you... One more thing, after our investigation, we found that your friend in the hospital also went to the same place with them a few months ago, which was also a loss of soldiers. He was the only one who came back, and he was currently critically ill and was temporarily transferred to the Military Region Hospital by Guoan.

Before he finished speaking, Fan Debiao sat on the ground. Liu Dashao had already quickly put on his coat: "Take me there!"

In the corridor outside the ward, there were already many people standing or sitting. The three rushed to the door of the ward and were about to push the door to enter, two fully armed PLA soldiers stopped them with 56 submachine guns.

"Stay out of the way, I'm going in." Fan Debiao shouted and was about to push the two soldiers away when a voice shouted, "What are you going to do?"

Liu Da Shao looked back and spoke to a senior officer with a not low military rank.

"Comrade, my boss is in there. I heard that it's dangerous. I have to go in and see how he is doing!" After leaving such a sentence, Fan Debiao reached out to push the door of the ward again.

"Stop him." A voice said coldly.

Two fully armed soldiers at the door raised 56 submachine guns against Fan Debiao's chest. Fan Debiao turned around and scolded the officer, "What do you mean? Are the officers great? I haven't paid attention to it yet. You have the guts to bang me now. Don't jump on me. When you get off work, I will smash your eggs with a brick!"

The officer sneered, "I won't let you in for your own good."

He gave Fan Debiao a white look, and then said to Liu Dashao calmly, "Sir, I will send someone to inform you, and naturally you will let you go in. However, no matter what you see in, I hope you can keep calm."

Liu Dashao saw that he looked solemn, and Fan Debiao's behavior just now was indeed a little too impulsive. He had to nod first.

"Go ahead and see your friend for the last time!" The officer said heavily, then turned his head and stopped looking this way.

"The last one?" When Liu Dashao heard the word from the officer's mouth, his heart "clucked" again. Liu Dashao took a deep breath and pushed the door of the intensive care ward with Cai Qingchong and Fan Debiao.

There was a panic in the ward, and seven or eight doctors and nurses were busy around the bed. The light of various instruments is shining. Most of these instruments Liu Dashao doesn't know. He only knows the electrocardiograph that frightened him.

"The patient's blood pressure drops rapidly!"

"Add 4000CC."

"The ventricles appear in vibrate..."

"Prepare for electric shock! Back...one...two...three..."

"Pa..." (electric shock sound)

"Not enough, three hundred!"

"Recede...one...two...three..."

"Papa..."

"Four hundred..."

"Papa..."

"Five hundred!"

"Doctor, I can't add any more. The patient can't stand it!"

"Five, step back... one... two... three..."

"Papa..."

"..."

Liu Dashao didn't dare to take a breath, and he didn't dare to look forward. He stared straight at the electrocardiograph and said in his heart, "Get up! Get up! ...Brother...must live."

"Injecting adrenaline, five hundred and eight, step back..."

"Papa..."

The long sound of "Drip--" sounded, and the electrocardiogram had turned into a straight horizontal line.

At this time, Fan Debiao couldn't take care of much more. He rushed to the bed, pulled his left and right hands, and pulled all the doctors and nurses aside: "Big boss... Wake up... It's me... It's De Biao!"

Before the word "ah" was finished, Fan Debiao suddenly found that the person in front of him was not a big locust at all, but an old man he didn't know. He was covered with silver hair, wrinkles on his face, and at least in his 80s. How could he be that middle-aged man with sharp eyes?

"Haha--" Fan Debiao laughed and counted, "You made a mistake, you made a mistake, he is not my boss at all, haha - it turned out to be a prank..." Fan Debiao turned around, opened the door, and saw Su Yougui's nervous face and the officer's cold face.

"It's expensive. Why didn't I see you? Didn't I fucking ask you to guard the boss? Why did you let the boss move? Isn't it just that I didn't take you on this expedition? As for having fun with me? Who is this old man? Send him back! It's weird and boring. It made me worry for a long time. Well, now that I see that it's not the boss, I can feel a little relieved..."

"Brother, it's indeed the boss!" Su Yougui spit out two words in his dry mouth.

"Impossible!!"

"I was not sure at first, but the boss told me something when he was awake, which made me have to believe that he was the boss himself."

"What? Can you say it again?" Fan Debiao suddenly grabbed Su Yougui's collar. Although he was his buddy, Fan Debiao couldn't care so much.

"The man inside is Mr. Zuo." The officer said lightly.

"Ah--" Fan Debiao's throat let out a low roar, grabbed Su Yougui's hand, and couldn't help loosening it. He was dizzy for a while. He stood still and staggered back two steps. If it hadn't been for Liu Dashao and Cai Qingchong behind him to help him, Fan Debiao must have fallen to the ground at that time.