Rebirth without Regrets

Chapter 257 The Chief is Critically Ill

The car quickly drove out of the city and drove along the mountain road into the West Mountain. As the mountain road climbed gradually it became steeper and taller, and one could see the majestic and majestic cityscape of the capital through the green trees.

Along the way, Leng Binghan didn't see any strict security or anyone setting up card checks, but he could feel that since entering this secluded road, there were no less than a hundred pairs of eyes staring at the branch.

The convoy and even various military equipment seemed to be unable to escape their surveillance no matter what angle or position they were in. The chilling momentum revealed in them made people feel breathless. Leng Binghan believed that,

If you act rashly in any way, you will be severely attacked.

"Uncle, what on earth is this place that is so heavily guarded?" Leng Binghan couldn't help but ask.

"Hey, how do you know?" Wang Peihua was very surprised. The defense here is under the responsibility of the Central Guard Division directly under the Central Military Commission. As the commander of the Capital Military Region, he has no right to intervene, but he only knows the situation here generally.

"What's so strange about this?" Leng Binghan laughed, pointing to a jungle and said: "There is a bunker here, and there is about a squad of soldiers inside, and they are observing us through an instrument!" Then he pointed.

Looking at another forest, he said: "That tree is fake, there are three snipers inside. There is also a cannon I don't recognize under that hillside..."

Wang Peihua was completely shocked. Although he didn't know whether what Leng Binghan said was correct, seeing how confident he was, he believed that he wouldn't lie. But how on earth could he discover these hidden military facilities and

What about the soldiers?

He stared at Leng Binghan blankly, and was about to say something when he heard Leng Binghan say: "Don't ask me why I know it, I just know it anyway!"

Wang Peihua has also been on the battlefield and knows that some people have certain talents and have the ability to predict and detect the dangers and environments around them that others cannot match. Such people seem to be born to join the army. In his opinion,

Come on, Leng Binghan is undoubtedly such a person. It is a pity that people like this do not join the army.

Wang Peihua's mind was racing, but he couldn't figure out how to convince Leng Binghan to join the army. He simply couldn't get enough of it, so he let out a long sigh.

On the mountainside of a flowing spring and waterfall, the car stopped at an antique courtyard. The courtyard was surrounded by high walls. There were a total of five courtyards inside, and the courtyards were connected by verandahs and walkways.

Dotted with flowers and trees, ponds, rockeries and pavilions, it looks exquisite yet unconventional.

There was a whole row of people standing in front of the door despite the cold weather. Inside, there were stars gathered inside, and the golden light was shining. The worst ones were carrying two gold stars on their shoulders. There were also a few people in casual clothes, none of whom looked familiar.

However, this does not prevent Leng Binghan from being able to sense the invisible smell that makes people admire them.

Seeing Leng Binghan getting out of the car, Mr. Wang strode towards this step surrounded by others, his eager and anxious mood clearly revealed. One can imagine how important the matter is.

"Grandpa, it's so cold, why are you standing here?" Leng Binghan hurriedly greeted him.

"Xiaohan, you're here. This old man like me is so worried." The old man couldn't help but took his hand and walked straight in, followed by a large group of people.

Wang Peihua watched this scene in the car and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He didn't know what happened. He, the general who served as the commander of the Capital Military Region, had no right to participate or know, so how could Leng Binghan participate?

It seems that from the beginning, the old men have attached great importance to Xiaohan, which really puzzles him.

The security inside the courtyard wall is very tight, and the atmosphere is very solemn. It is rare to see people walking around. Even if there are people, they are mostly military doctors wearing white coats over military uniforms. Their military ranks are not low, including generals with stars and others.

The school officials on both sides were all in a hurry and had serious expressions on their faces, as if they were indicating that something big had happened here. They couldn't help but be surprised when they looked at Leng Binghan. Who is this young man?

The big boss who had been busy all day put down his work and came to the door to greet him!

"Grandpa, what happened?" Leng Binghan asked suspiciously. In all these years of rebirth, this was the first time he had seen such a complicated scene, and it was also the first time he had seen the old man look so anxious and helpless.

"The leader is seriously ill and in critical condition. The situation is very urgent now..." the old man said anxiously, with even a slight tremor in his voice.

"What?" Leng Binghan was shocked. He felt like the sky was spinning, as if the sky was about to fall.

The leader is over ninety years old this year, and it is reasonable to say that he is considered to have a long life among the older generation of revolutionaries. But his body not only belongs to himself, but also belongs to the party and the country, and to all the people.

The chief's health has always been related to the stability of the country. After all, the current leadership has only taken over the political situation for a few years, and the foundation is not very stable. The country's situation is also very complex. If the control ability is not enough, turbulence will easily occur. Moreover, although

Hong Kong and Macau have signed a return agreement, but after all, it has not been implemented yet, and there are still many unstable factors. But as long as the old man exists for one day, he will somewhat deter the unstable forces at home and abroad, so that they dare not act rashly.

The war-hardened leader is an internationally renowned iron-blooded figure. At first, the Vietnamese repeatedly provoked them like a clown. Everyone thought that China did not dare to go to war. But in fact, the leader gave the order and recovered all Vietnamese territory within two hours.

, expelling the Vietnamese little devils back to the country, which gave the Vietnamese little devils a heavy lesson and blow. It was a war in which China united the national centripetal force to consolidate its political power internally, and demonstrated its military strength and political determination externally. It was very popular. And it has a long history.

Mrs. Thatcher, known as the Iron Lady, had no choice but to sign the "Sino-British Declaration" and return Hong Kong to China at his old man's insistence. Therefore, the Prime Minister's old man's survival is of great significance.

If there is one person in the world that Leng Binghan truly admires the most, it is the old man, the Chief. Perhaps it is true as some songs say, without Chairman Mao, there would be no new China, but at the same time, without the Chief,

There would be no prosperous and powerful New China. Without his efforts to bring order out of chaos, without his reform and opening up, China might still be in that chaotic catastrophe, and its life would be one of poverty, poverty, and crazy beliefs.

Leng Binghan remembers that the leader in his previous life died in the capital on February 19, 1997 due to ineffective treatment for Parkinson's disease. At that time, Leng Binghan really shed tears while listening to the sorrow and music from all over the world. But now there is still a long way to go.

How could it happen in half a year?

For a moment, Leng Binghan was in a state of confusion. Now he finally understood why the entire country's military was required to enter Level 2 combat readiness. It was to prevent the leader from dying of illness, to prevent various changes at home and abroad, and to safeguard the domestic political power.

Stablize.

"So I'm so anxious to bring you here because I hope you can use your magical qigong to cure the chief. This is not because we old guys want to go against Xiaohan's intention of not letting us leak it out. It's actually his importance.

It goes without saying, I hope you can understand!"

"I'll try my best!" Leng Binghan said, but he didn't have any confidence in his heart. After all, the chief suffers from Parkinson's syndrome, which is mainly a degenerative disease of the substantia nigra and nigrostriatal pathways in the brain. Such a disease can

Diseases in other organs are not as easy to cure. What's more, his ability, which even he himself does not fully understand, cannot eliminate the disease, but can only restore and enhance the vitality and function of the person's body, allowing them to eliminate diseased cells on their own, thus

To achieve the purpose of recovery. But humans understand too little about the structure of the brain.

"The chief's health has not been very good over the years, but he has continued to work for the sake of national power. But he is old after all. Although the medical staff have always taken care of him, but..." The old man walked hurriedly, feeling annoyed.

He scolded: "Originally, I and several other old guys had this plan for a long time, but it was Dr. Huang who said he didn't agree with anything and said it was unscientific. How else could such a situation happen? They all said

We old guys are stubborn, I think he is even more stubborn than us..."

Before he finished speaking, a military doctor hurried over and said urgently to Mr. Wang: "It's not good, the chief has fallen into a coma again, and the doctors are doing their best to rescue him!"

"What?" Mr. Wang's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly pulled Leng Binghan to speed up his pace.

The two came to the operating room. The lights on the operating room door were already on, and there were some heavily armed soldiers guarding them nearby.

Leng Binghan saw the chief's wife at a glance, and saw that her old face was full of sorrow and unconcealable sadness. There were seven or eight others waiting outside the operating room, and everyone was looking anxiously.

They were lingering around, probably the chief's children, but Leng Binghan didn't recognize them. There were several military doctors wearing white coats outside military uniforms beside them, probably comforting them.

"Mr. Wang, are you here too?" One of the military doctors with the rank of lieutenant general saw Mr. Wang and hurriedly came up to greet him.

Mr. Wang asked eagerly: "Dean Wu, how is the chief?"

Dean Wu is the director of the Chinese People's Liberation Army Hospital with the rank of lieutenant general. He looked very sad and said: "Mr. Wang, the situation is not optimistic. The leader has fallen into a deep coma. We have organized all the most powerful people in the country.

Our medical resources are doing their best to treat you!"

"Are you sure?" Mr. Wang asked.

Dean Wu glanced at him, then looked back at the chief's family, shook his head sadly, lowered his voice and sighed: "After collective research, the members of the expert team all said that this operation has less than 30% success rate.

Rate. Now we can only hope for a miracle!"