Personal security

Chapter 22: Critical situation

As the car drove on the way to Nankang, Zhao Jianhui called Shaoning and Hao Nanping respectively, saying that he had some things to deal with when he returned to Beijing, and he would leave the matter to them in Nangang.

After meeting Man Xiaotian at Nankang Airport, the three of them took the afternoon flight to the capital. It was already past five o'clock in the afternoon when they walked out of the airport. Xu Manli's car had been waiting outside the airport for a long time. After meeting Zhao Jianhui, he saw that his face was so gloomy that he was scary. They didn't say much, so they drove back to the city and went straight to the airport without going home.

The door of the senior cadre ward was crowded with more than a dozen people whom Zhao Jianhui didn't know very well. His uncle, second uncle, Liu Meiyu, two aunts, two aunts, father-in-law, mother-in-law, and several other cousins ​​were at their own wedding. Everyone I saw above is resting in the ward There were people sitting in the room, all of them with solemn expressions and unsmiling expressions. Even his son, Xiao Longlong, just looked at Zhao Jianhui with wide eyes for a few times when he saw him, and opened his mouth to call him daddy, but looking at his grandfather's face, Then he retracted into his grandma's arms.

"How is grandpa?" Long Lingyun is a surgeon. The old man has a heart problem. As a surgeon, she can't help him much. She just stands in the room wearing a white coat and anxiously waiting for the news. Seeing Zhao Jianhui come in, he asked how his grandpa was doing. Long Lingyun's eyes turned red and he almost shed tears: "Now he has been rescued, but the doctor said that grandpa's condition is very serious. He is old and the doctor does not dare to move easily. Operation……"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jianhui's legs softened, as if he was comforting Long Lingyun, and as if he was encouraging himself, he whispered: "It's okay, it's okay. Grandpa has never seen any battles in his life. He is an old man. I’ll definitely get through it…”

Even so, everyone knows that the old man is already ninety-six this year. In recent years, his body has become thinner and thinner. The aging of various parts of the body and organs is an irresistible natural law of life. Children always hope that their elders can live forever like pines and cypresses, but this is just a beautiful wish in their hearts. Everyone knows that it is very rare to live over a hundred years old. The old man is ninety-six years old.

"Go and see the old man. He has been talking about you since he woke up." Uncle Zongchang sat on the sofa with an unshakable and calm aura. He is not yet sixty-five years old this year, and he is already one of the nine giants in the central government. First, there are still a little more than four years until 2012. At that time, Zong Chang will be 69 years old and less than 70 years old. Under normal circumstances, members of the Politburo Standing Committee retire at the age of 68. Unless there are special circumstances, he will definitely retire.

The second eldest son of the Liu family, Zong Cheng, is one year younger than him. He has already reached the top in the military world and will probably retire with his brother.

Zongxin, the third eldest son of the Liu family, is now working as a police officer in Sichuan Province. Because the two middle sisters are ahead of him, he is more than ten years younger than his two brothers. He is now in his early fifties. Even if he is the right age, Zongchang will definitely not be there. If you step down and he takes over, it will be very good to be able to enter the Politburo by then.

Therefore, what kind of achievements he can achieve in his life is basically a foregone conclusion now. Otherwise, how can we say that the Liu family is in danger of becoming extinct? This is also the reason why although the huge Liu Group is now enjoying great glory, it has already shown signs of decline.

After 2012, the only people from the Liu family who could be promoted were Liu Qingbin, his eldest uncle who is currently working as a police officer in Heilongjiang Province, and Long Xiaofeng, Zhao Jianhui's father-in-law. However, Long Xiaofeng is in the military and has great limitations in his advancement. , the highest expectation is just the deputy position of the Military Commission. Whether Liu Qingbin can step up will affect the honor and disgrace of the entire Liu family.

If Mr. Liu can survive this disaster safely, even if he is lying in bed unable to move, as long as he is breathing, it will not be difficult for Liu Qingbin to join the Standing Committee. But if this old man passes away, it is really unknown whether Liu Qingbin will be able to go up there.

Therefore, now Zong Chang, Zong Cheng, and Long Xiaofeng are anxious about how to save the old man's life. But life and death are uncertain, and no one dares to say that just hiring the best doctor and using the best medicine will make everything fine.

The only thing the old man could never forget was Zhao Jianhui, his grandson. When he woke up, his first words were to ask if Zhao Jianhui was here.

When his uncle asked him to go in and see his grandfather, Zhao Jianhui nodded, got up and walked to the door. Long Lingyun came over and took his arm, whispering: "I'll accompany you in..."

Snow-white walls, white bedding, Mr. Liu was lying there quietly, with an oxygen tube inserted in his nose. If it weren't for the sparse eyebrows that occasionally trembled, he would have looked like a statue carved in stone. His high cheekbones made him look even more... His eye sockets were sunken, and his face was as pale as a piece of white paper.

When he saw the old man like this, the tears he had been holding back just now surged out of his eyes like a river overflowing. Before he could cry out, the old man opened his eyes as if he sensed something: "No... no tears, the Liu family... the children of the Liu family are not cowards..."

Listening to the old man's weak words, Zhao Jianhui wiped his tears hard: "Grandpa, I didn't cry, I was just a little excited to see you coming..."

"Stinky... boy, you are still lying to me..." Mr. Liu struggled to squeeze out a smile, and then said: "I finally see you, even if I die, the old man has nothing to be reluctant to part with. You sit down Next, I have a few words to tell you..."

"Grandpa, the doctor said you need to rest now. Wait until you get better. Can you tell me what you want to say?" Hearing the old man's voice was very soft and weak, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but worry more. But Grandpa Liu shook his head slightly: "It's nothing. I'm not going to die at my age. Many old comrades have passed away for so many years. I should go and talk to them. I miss them very much."

"Grandpa, you still have many years to live. Don't say such things, okay?" Long Lingyun bent down and tucked the corner of the old man's quilt.

"Heh... Heh, if my granddaughter-in-law doesn't allow me to say it, then I won't say it... Five years... If God lets me live another five years, everything will be enough. It seems that I can't do anything for you anymore... You... You are too straightforward, and you are not the material for being an official. If I really... really can't do it, do whatever you want, don't force yourself, then... That may not be good for you... Good things..."

Zhao Jianhui had already told the old man about this problem when he just entered the official career, but the old man was almost angry to vomit blood at that time. He didn't expect that he would wake up like seeing himself after he got sick, and the words he said to himself were these.

It seems that this old man who has been busy with military affairs all his life is still a strong man even if he is lying on the hospital bed and can't move. The disease has not controlled his thinking, and the old man knows it very well. Just after the old man finished speaking, Zhao Jianhui could no longer control his tears.

It turned out that he had always thought that he had done well, and that he had achieved what he wanted little by little through his own efforts. However, the old man's words suddenly made him understand that if the old man had not been protecting him, based on the things he had done, he would have been torn into pieces by now, and it was not impossible that not even a bone or a residue would be left.

"Grandpa, I understand what you mean. Don't say anything. Think about what the Liu family was like fifty years ago. Who knows what the Liu family will be like fifty years later? You have the glory of your generation in this life. What will happen to the Liu family in the future is the business of our generation. Whether it is glorious or dull, I will do my job for my responsibility. If I hesitate and do nothing just to preserve the glory of the Liu family, what is the point of the Liu family being so prominent?"

Just after Zhao Jianhui finished speaking, two rays of light suddenly shot out of the eyes of Mr. Liu, who was lying on the hospital bed with lifeless eyes. Although his sharp eyes flashed away, at that moment, Zhao Jianhui truly witnessed the old man's tiger power. Even if he was a sick tiger that was dying, a tiger was a tiger, and no one dared to treat him as a sick cat.

"Okay, you're right. If one of my five children could think this way, why would I have been worried until now?" As Mr. Liu spoke, he laughed happily. Although the breath was very weak, his laughter was still so hearty.

However, just after he laughed twice, he suddenly opened his mouth and his chest rose and fell violently. It seemed that he was about to die if he couldn't catch his breath. That expression was really scary.

As a soldier, Zhao Jianhui had seen countless deaths on the battlefield. As a doctor, Long Lingyun was even more accustomed to such scenes in the hospital. But at this moment, the two still felt cold on their backs and shouted repeatedly: "Doctor, doctor... Come quickly..."

Following Zhao Jianhui's shout, a large group of people in white coats and nurses came in at once. After these people drove Zhao Jianhui and Long Lingyun out, they began a new round of rescue for the old man.

Outside the ward, Zhao Jianhui punched the wall hard. He was really an asshole. He knew that the old man couldn't stand the stimulation, so why did he talk to him so much at this time?

Long Lingyun Shenghan took good care of herself after giving birth. Her beautiful face looked the same as before giving birth, except that it was a little fuller than before. She didn't care about the crowd, so she hugged Zhao Jianhui tightly and whispered: "It's not your business, don't do this..."