Chapter 423 Miracle

Looking at the sick old man, Zhuang Rui couldn't help sighing in his heart. No matter how beautiful this person was when he was young, he still had to return to the loess in his old age. He didn't know how many generals of martial arts were buried on the Babao Mountain, and now he can only receive the flowers and incense of

Zhuang Rui looked at it with the afterglow of his eyes. Song Jun was whispering to the doctor in the room. He should be discussing the old man's condition. He didn't notice him. He quickly turned his face and released the aura in his eyes to the sick old man.

Because Zhuang Rui didn't know what was wrong with the old man, it was not targeted. He just passed the aura from the old man's chest and abdomen, and the amount was very large. The old man's body was like a bottomless hole. As soon as Zhuang Rui's aura penetrated into his skin, it disappeared. It's over. Brother Zhuang, you have this heart, and your brother has it. It is also human common for people to live, old, sick and die. ah, eleven ▲r"

When Zhuang Rui turned around, before he could wipe the tears on his face, he was seen by Song Jun. Moreover, when it came to Zhuang Rui's sad appearance, Song Jun also had tears in his eyes and took out a tissue and handed it to Zhuang Zan. However, the performance of Zhuang Rui's buddy made Song Jun very satisfied. This was the friend Grandma, why do you always shed tears every time you do good deeds? il and it's really like Uncle Lei Feng. You can't leave your name when you do good deeds..."

After hearing Song Jun's words, Zhuang Rui not only shed tears in his eyes, but also wanted to cry in his heart. The old man was so ill that Zhuang Rui almost exhausted the aura in his eyes. Even if he recovered, it would take several days. If it hadn't been for the sake of Song Jun's face and the friendship with the Song Go, Zhuang Rui doesn't care about this business.

"Brother Song, I also thought of my old man. Maybe it will be the same one day. Alas, I can't see the old man suffer. Brother Song, I'll leave first. My grandfather said that he will come to see Grandpa Song in the next few days..." Zhuang Rui found himself a reason. Grandpa Song is not his relative. It's sad.

Zhuang Rui doesn't know when this aura will work. It's better for him to slip away first. After that, even if Mr. Song's health improves, no one can doubt him. After all, he just read through the glass for a minute. Even those who write novels will not have such a rich imagination.

More than five hours after Zhuang Rui left, it was dark outside. Today, it was Song Jun's turn to take care of the old man, so after eating a meal sent by the hospital, he was chatting with the doctor.

At this time, the sleeping Master Song, suddenly half a century ago, the war scene of the golden horse, the hardships of climbing the snowy mountains and crossing the grassland, the familiar faces of his comrades-in-arms, and the clearly visible ferocious face when he pierced the bayonet into the body of the little devil, this scene It's like a movie, passing in front of your eyes. Kill!! Kill!!" Kill!!!"

Mr. Song, who is sick**, suddenly raised his hands and made a stinging action. The action was so big

The oxygen tube inserted into the nostrils was pushed away, and the little nurse sitting aside was so scared that she quickly stood up and walked to the bed. Grandpa!"

When Song Jun, who was guarding outside, heard the old man's voice, he didn't care about disinfection or not. He pushed open the door and rushed in. He was afraid that the old man's return of light when he was dying. When he rushed to the old man's bedside, he pressed the tape recorder Niu, by the way, when the old man dictated his memoirs a year ago, he relied on this thing.

"Xiaojun, you child, why are you crying? Grandpa has been on the battlefield all his life. Many old guys have been away for a long time. Grandpa is dead now. It's worth it. The man of the Song family doesn't shed tears. Don't cry..."

Mr. Song has seen too many life-and-death separations in his life. There are countless eyes of his comrades-in-arms alone. He also doubted whether the situation he had just dreamed of was a return to the light, but the old man was still very calm, and the majesty of the past reappeared on his Grandpa!

Song Jun was already sobbing and speechless. His legs knelt at the head of the old man's bed and buried his head in tears. The beech was like a child who had been wronged and complained to an adult. Who said that the man did not play lightly? It was just because he had not reached the sadness. Grandpa, do you have anything else to explain?

Song Jun put the tape recorder on the old man's bedside and pushed it. During this period, the old man was awake for a while and unconscious for a while, and he spoke intermittently. Song Jun wanted to say everything he had to say while the old man was awake, so as not to leave any regrets.

"No, your grandfather is worth my life. After I die, I can build a party flag and military flag for me and bury it next to my old guys..."

The old man didn't find that his speech was getting fuller and fuller, and he couldn't say such complete words without inhaling oxygen in the past.

But even if he found it, Mr. Song would not care about it. The legendary return of light can last for a few minutes. He once saw a person on the battlefield, and his legs were blown up to his waist. He said for five minutes and entrusted his mother to his comrades-in-arms, and then he died.

Just as the two of them were separated from each other, the little nurse next to him suddenly pointed to the electrocardiogram monitor in surprise and said to the doctor who followed him, "Dr. Wu, look... you see, this... doesn't look like it's a problem!" Don't talk. Have you forgotten the law?

Dr. Wu stared at the little nurse dissatisfiedly. They are medical staff, but they are also soldiers. When the old man is dying, what they can do is to leave more audio and video of the old man. Er, there is a camera above the head. Every once in a while, someone in the monitoring room will change the cassika. " No, look at the chief's heart, it beats steadily..."

Although he is not a doctor, the little nurse has seen a lot of hearts stop beating. After the instrument "beeps" sounds, it is drawn into a line, that is, when he is dying, the fluctuation of radio and television on the ECG monitor will also be extremely disordered. Well, good morning

Dr. Wu took a look at the instrument, and his face was full of consternation. He originally thought that the old man was about to stay, but he did not do anything. He wanted him to quietly explain the afterth, but looking at the reaction of the instrument JL, this matter was different from what he imagined. Mr. Song, please excuse me first. I want to give the chief a check-up!"

Dr. Wu hugged Song Jun, who was kneeling at the head of the bed and sobbed from behind. After letting the old man lie flat, he connected a magnetic disk at the artery of his wrist, he found that the old man's pulse was also very stable. Although he was not as healthy as an ox, his life Go, inform the dean, and prepare for an expert consultation...

Dr. Wu didn't know what had happened to the old man. He could recover so well from a critical state of illness, but he knew that this was not the time to study medical miracles, so he quickly turned his head and told the little nurse.

In just a few minutes, doctors in military uniforms and white coats outside entered the room one after another and examined the old man in an all-round way, while Song Jun was invited to go outside with a blank face. After hearing the little nurse's explanation, he knew that he had just cried.

After reacting, Song Jun immediately picked up his mobile phone and kept calling. Although he did not know the specific situation of the old man's health, he always went in a good direction. He had to inform his family about this matter as soon as possible. After more than half an hour, the living room outside the ward was already full. The Song clan, whose face was full of anxiety and waiting for the results of the examination. Dean Zhang, how's the old man?

After the door of the ward was opened, Song Jun's father strode to welcome him. The expert consultation was held by the vice president of the hospital, who was also a famous electrocardiogram expert in China.

"The chief's condition is very good, but his mood is a little unstable. We gave him an injection, and the chief has fallen asleep. Don't worry, the chief's body is recovering, and there will be absolutely no danger ▲r, eleven"

Dean Zhang frowned and reported a good news to the waiting people, but looking at the look on his face, it was like the old man's immediate failure, which made the people waiting outside a little unhappy. The dean was so unqualed. Such a happy event, he didn't even smile.

"We also need to make further diagnosis. Please don't make noise and let the chief have a good rest. One, eleven, eleven.

After President Zhang explained, he hurriedly left with a group of experts. The old man's recovery was really strange. He had to think about how to write this report. This is related to the physical condition of many old cadres. There are still several old comrades like Chief Song in the hospital. Is it true that Chief Song said that the old comrades-in-arms he met in the dream umbrella gave him vitality?!

Dean Zhang, who was sitting in the conference room, had such an idea in his mind. Although when he heard Mr. Song say his dream at that time, President Zhang thought that the old chief was talking nonsense, but now thinking about it, it seems possible. Otherwise, how to explain that the old man suddenly got better from his critical illness?

The experts attending the meeting were also talking a lot at this time, but in the end, no one could come up with strong medical evidence, and in the end they could only be classified into two words: miracle! Fourth brother, where are you going? It's almost to Langfang, isn't it? Still moving forward?"

At this time, Zhuang Rui, the creator of the miracle, was sitting in Ouyang Jun's car, looking at the white snow outside the window with a bored face. After meeting with Ouyang Jun, the elder brother drove the car directly out of Beijing. He didn't say where to go, but the smile on his face was a little stern.

P: The second update, there will be two updates today. Alas, when it comes to 1.3 million words, most of them will encounter a bottleneck and be irritable for a day. Friends will take care of it, and don't ask for a monthly ticket. "Give me some recommended tickets." 0D