Urban Soldier

Chapter 1 When you wake up

"Ah!"

On a quiet night, the quiet room was broken by a cry of pain, sadness, despair... He Chen suddenly sat up from ** and turned his head blankly to look around. With the familiar memories in his mind, he knew that this was a ward, and it was also a luxurious single special nursing ward. He looked down at the blue and white strips on his body. Wear a hospital uniform and make sure that you are in the hospital now.

Although he was puzzled about how he suddenly appeared in the hospital, He Chen couldn't take care of this at this at this time. He had to confirm the more important thing. The dream, a clear and long dream, was vivid in his mind. He stretched out his hands and looked at it. It was still the white and slender hands that had not changed. Is it really a dream? He couldn't believe it. He suddenly remembered something and whispered a "fireball", and the spell in his mind appeared reflexively.

"Ah!" Not seeing the fireball, He Chen only felt the unbearable pain of his brain as if it had been torn. He couldn't help humming in pain. As soon as he closed his eyes, he looked up and fainted again. If he didn't look carefully, he would not find that this person had woken up.

I went to the bathroom and left the nurse for a while. I opened the door and gently came in to take a look at the disease. I shook my head and went out again. I didn't notice that the person of ** had changed, and of course, I wouldn't notice anything else.

The white moonlight shone on He Chen's body through the cracks in the curtains, gently wrapping He Chen's body, slowly turning. In the rotation, the moonlight wrapped around He Chen became thicker and thicker, and gradually integrated into He Chen's body. However, this scene could not be seen with the naked eye, even the most advanced instrument was It's difficult to check.

He Chen stretched out his arms and legs comfortably and slowly opened his eyes. He felt that a long time had passed. From the initial pain to the extreme comfort later, he couldn't help sleeping.

"Dad, Mom, you're all here. I'm so happy to see you." The first thing that came into sight was the parents with excited, expectant and worried faces. When they saw these two familiar faces, they felt so intimate. Although He Chen didn't know what had happened at this time, looking at the haggard and tiredness on his parents' faces, he knew that they were worried about him and grinned to show the familiar parents. A sunny smile.

"Okay, just wake up." He Chen's father said excitedly, his eyes full of tears.

"Xiao Chen, you finally woke up and scared your mother to death." He Chen's mother said and sobbed in a low voice.

He Chen gently patted his mother on the shoulder and gave his father a helpless look. In his memory, he rarely saw his mother like this. It seemed that he scared his parents this time.

He Chen was born in a happy family. His father He Minghao is a doctor with extraordinary traditional Chinese medicine skills, which makes him a not a big celebrity in this small place in Zhongnan County. With his own strength, he has been the vice president of the First People's Hospital and the deputy director of the Zhongnan County Health Bureau for many years. If not It is that he is not interested in promotion. He just wants to be a doctor and specializes in the skills of traditional Chinese medicine. It is estimated that he has been promoted for a long time. His mother, Tang Yueru, is a music teacher in Zhongnan No. 1 Primary School, and also the vice principal of the No. 1 Primary School. A music teacher is the vice principal. This is rare, but who makes Tang Yueru have unknown to the public? On one side.

Tang Yueru is a music teacher, but secretly she is a financial expert of successive leaders of Zhongnan County. Even in Qin'an City, the upper city of Zhongnan County, there are many leaders in charge of finance in her hands. Over the past ten years, there have been a large number of officials who have been promoted in Zhongnan County. Mutual introduction, Tang Yueru now holds the financial revenue of hundreds of officials and small in her hands. Tang Yueru ignores financial management. First, the businessman ignores it; second, she ignores those who introduce others without her consent; third, she ignores those who expose her identity; fourth, she ignores those who are an official and does not make the master of the people.

In the end, there is Tang Yueru, a big name in the south. For so many years, she has been hiding in the dark, across the stock market and the futures market. No one knows how much money Tang Yueru has, and no one knows how much money he will become in a year after Tang Yueru. Anyway, people who have had intersections with Tang Yueru in these years, every year The benefits are not less than five times, which may also be the problem. The rising officials in Zhongnan County have no economic problems.

He Chen has a kind and kind father, a beautiful, gentle and virtuous mother. The family of three has formed a happy family. For an ordinary father, how can he catch up with the mother who should have belonged to the beauty level? He Chen is very curious, but whenever he asks, his parents always laugh and say nothing. The happy smile of 20 years made him very envious.

In the bottom of He Chen's heart, there is another big question. His father He Minghao is an orphan. He grew up in an orphanage and has no relatives. The only relative, the director of the orphanage, also died when He Minghao was in college. His mother Tang Yueru, should have a good family, because of his mother's knowledge and that Body and temperament, from He Chen's eyes, can never be cultivated by ordinary families, but he has never seen any relatives since he was a child. When he was a child, he was always preshired by his mother with some stupid reasons. When he grew up and was sensible, he looked at the melancholy in his mother's eyes, and his father's helpless eyes whenever he asked. God, knowing that his parents must have something difficult to say, he stopped asking. He just kept this in mind, hoping that one day he would understand it with his own ability, or tell him when his mother felt that it was time to tell him. He once doubted whether his parents would stage a dog-blooded plot in those years - an ordinary man brings wealth. The daughter eloped, and he asked jokingly, but there was no answer in his parents' smile.

"Do you feel any discomfort?" After venting her worries, Tang Yueru finally calmed down and looked at He Chen with tears in her eyes.

"No, can you tell me what's going on?" He Chen shook his head with a smile. Now he still couldn't figure out why he was in the hospital for a few days, because looking at the style, it was definitely not a day or two. Moreover, in the bottom of his heart, he always felt something was wrong with the strange dream.

Seeing that her husband nodded to her son, Tang Yueru briefly talked about what He Chen didn't know. Hearing that she didn't wake up after the class reunion, He Chen asked doubtfully, "What year and month is it today?"

He Minghao said, "August 17, 2010."

"What?" He Chen was very surprised and looked at his father in disbelief. He wanted to see that his father was joking with him, but it seemed not. After the college entrance examination, the last gathering of his classmates was on August 4. That is to say, he was in a coma for 13 days. At this time, he had an inexplicable fear. At the same time, he also understood that when he woke up, Why are parents so worried?

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I accidentally read the book review and couldn't help saying a few words. Which friend who said TJ, do you hope? Or can you calculate and predict the future? I once said to a friend in the group, "If I don't write well, it's a matter of ability. It's not a matter of character (this is just my own principle of doing things, not aimed at anyone)". I know that my ability is limited. I didn't think that I would become popular and become a demon. I just wanted to tell the story in my not very funny head. I don't expect that all those who see "Urban Soldiers" will stop and stay. Those who stay will eventually stay, and those who leave will eventually leave. Please be careful. You can scold this book Xiaobai, running water, garbage, etc., but please don't say TJ. I won't do it now, and I won't do it in the future. Try to finish it. This is my only goal. Mark. ;