The temperature in the rescue room was very low. When I walked in, the cool breeze blew over my face, making Qin Ling'er's white little face pale a little again.

It was a little dark inside, and the instruments around it had returned to their original position.

In the middle, there is a hospital bed.

Above, a long piece of white cloth covered a corpse.

Qin Ling'er walked to the hospital bed with a very light step, fearing that she would wake up the sleeping person.

"Brother, Ling'er is here to see you."

Qin Ling'er smiled slightly, "It's been more than a year. Did you miss Ling'er? You don't know how to call Ling'er. I'll call you, and it's always turned off! Humph! You and I have agreed to call you, and I have to answer you within three rings. You have violated the rules! When you wake up, see how Ling'er punishes you!"

Qin Ling'er reached out to grab the white cloth covering Qin Chuan's body, "How can you cover your head with a quilt when sleeping? Mom said it's easy to get sick."

Qin Ling'er said, gently pulling the white cloth down.

Her movements were very light.

However, the arms couldn't stop trembling.

White Bra pulled down.

However, what appeared was not Qin Chuan's face.

To be precise, it is a face that has been burnt and cannot tell who it is.

His facial features have been burned to half black and half red, and are covered in blood.

Qin Ling'er was not scared, but her hands trembled suddenly.

A heart seemed to be stabbed hard by an extremely sharp knife.

"Brother, look at you. Since childhood, I have taught Ling's children that they must be clean and hygienic, but you have made yourself covered in plaster. If your mother sees it, she will have to beat you."

Qin Ling'er laughed, "But fortunately, my mother went to bed and Ling'er saw it first. Ling'er wiped it clean for you."

Qin Ling'er pulled up her sleeves and gently wiped Qin Chuan's face.

However, as she wiped, her sleeves were stained with half-coagulated blood.

However, Qin Chuan's face became dirtier and dirty as he wiped it, and he couldn't wipe it clean.

"Oh, brother, what did you do? You can't wipe it clean." Qin Ling'er said angrily: "Forget it, I won't wipe it for you, you can wake up and wipe it yourself..."

Qin Ling'er said, bent down and buried her head in Qin Chuan's chest, and murmured softly, "Brother, Ling'er misses you so much for more than a year. She called you and turned off the phone again. Dad didn't let Ling'er go to the army to find you. The military photos you said you wanted to send to Ling'er, but it didn't send them. Before joining the army, you promised to teach Ling'er to parkour, rock climbing, skydiving, and skiing, but no one showed up. Humph! Brother, you are a big liar! You know how to deceive Ling'er."

"Brother, let me tell you, I will take the college entrance examination next year. My current grades are the first in the whole grade of our school. Both teachers and classmates said that I will definitely be admitted to the best university in the country. But Ling'er doesn't want to go to college, and Ling'er also wants to join the army. My mother refused to let her, saying that she would not go to college, so why would a girl become a soldier? But I told her that because you are in the army, you are in the army. When Ling'er is in the army, you can often see you in the army. Every time my mother is so angry that she wants to use a spatula to beat Ling'er."

"When you are not at home, your mother is getting more and more fierce. She always uses a spatula to kill Ling'er. Brother, if you go to the army, no one will protect Ling'er. So Ling'er decided to join the army and enter the army, and brother can protect Ling'er..."

At this time, standing at the door of the rescue room, looking at Qin Ruhai, who was lying on Qin Ling'er, who was talking to himself on Qin Chuan's chest, and blamed himself sadly.

Behind him were He Zhijun, Fan Tianlei and others.

"I regret it. I shouldn't have let him join the army, otherwise he wouldn't have died." Qin Ruhai's voice was low and hoarse.

At this moment, this business tycoon who had been dominating the shopping mall for decades seemed to have grown a lot aged suddenly.

He Zhijun and Fan Tianlei didn't know how to comfort him, and felt sad.

They have seen too much life and death.

They also hope that every time they set foot on the battlefield and kill the enemy for the country, they can come back safely.

However, there are too many variables in the war, who can guarantee that every time you go to battle, you can retreat safely?

Let me ask, which soldier doesn’t want to go home to meet his family and reunite with him?

However, my seven-foot body has already been granted a country, but it is hard to grant a family anymore.

Soldiers always have too much debt.

In addition to owing your lover, you are more owing to your parents and relatives.

Besides, they are still special forces.

A group of special forces soldiers who can face the test of life and death at any time!

When the country is in trouble and the people are in trouble, what can they... besides putting aside all distractions, putting aside their families, and rushing forward?

Because, this is their duty.

This is the reason for their existence.

They have no choice!

Everyone feels that in this era, the country is peaceful and the people are peaceful and the years are peaceful.

But there is no such thing as peace of mind, it’s just that someone is carrying the burden for you.

Outside the hospital, when the mayor announced Qin Chuan's death to all media, the originally noisy scene outside instantly became quiet.

The atmosphere gradually became sad.

Every media person and every crowd, lowered their heads slightly.

"Go back and do what you should do, give some time to gather the heroes and their families, and don't bother them." After saying that, the mayor turned around and went in.

Various media people and masses bowed deeply to the hospital gate and left silently.

The hospital has once again restored the peace of the past.

It's quieter than ever.

Originally, there was still a little sunny weather, but now snowflakes were falling.

It seems that he is also paying silence for the hero.

A few minutes later, the news of Qin Chuan's death ineffective rescue spread throughout the Internet again, and the whole country was crying.

A huge banner appeared on major media websites and TV station news: "All the way, our most beloved hero, you are the most beautiful fusanthemum flower"

Fusang flowers, looking forward to me, maintaining peace and guarding their homes.

Fusang flowers, the flowers in your heart, and the flowers bloom and fall are all home.

Fusang flowers, the flower in the heart, the earth cannot be without flowers—

It's morning in Africa.

The sun just rose.

Before Poppy woke up from the anesthesia of alcohol, Qiu'er pushed the door open and walked in quickly, looking panicked.

"Qiu'er, I said, there is nothing to kill, don't disturb me when I sleep." Even if it's because of alcohol, the poppy who didn't wake up, was still conditioned reflexes and kept a high alert.

Qiu'er looked at the poppy lying on the bed and said in a difficult tone: "General, Qin Chuan... is dead!"

Bang!

The poppy, who had originally closed his eyes, suddenly bounced up, and his face instantly became extremely cold, like a poisonous snake, staring at Qiu'er.

"You say it again!"

Even though she was following Poppy for several years, Qiu'er still felt frightened when she saw her chilling expression and eyes at this moment.

Qiu'er took a deep breath and said, "He Zhijun just sent me a message that Qin Chuan had suffered excessive burns due to entering the fire scene to rescue people. Fifteen minutes ago, he was declared dead due to ineffective rescue."

Qiu'er said, taking out a computer, turning it on, and carefully delivering it to Poppy, "This is a video of He Zhijun sending me a rescue of Qin Chuan."

Poppy's eyes moved toward the video.

The video is not long, and it is all about edited scenes where Qin Chuan rushes into the fire building to save people.

Bang!

The next moment, the entire computer broke instantly.

Poppy had already stood up and dressed.

Her face had returned to peace, much calmer than before.

Others may not know what this means.

But Qiu'er, who has been with Poppy for several years, is extremely clear.

This is definitely the tranquility before the storm.

"General, do you want to book a plane ticket?" Qiu'er asked.

"order."

"Yes! I will book a flight to Binhai City immediately." Qiu'er finished speaking and was about to go out.

"Who told you that I'm going back to China?" said Poppy.

"Ah? Aren't you going back to attend Qin Chuan's funeral?" Qiu'er was stunned.

"Please book a flight to London." The poppy voice was as cold as a vengeance, "He said that he wanted to avenge his comrades. Since he couldn't do it now, I'll do it for him. This... is also avenging him."

"London?" Qiu'er was stunned, then suddenly widened her eyes and said in a trembling voice: "General, you can't go!"

"When will my decision need your consent?" Poppy's eyes cold.
To be continued...