This is the town’s hospital. As requested by Uncle Gen, he was transferred from the Municipal Armed Police Hospital to the town health care center, accompanied by two military doctors and two nurses.
Principal Chen sat quietly beside the hospital bed. He had not closed his eyes for two days; his eyes were red. Looking at the old man lying motionless on the bed, Principal Chen, the world-class sniper shooter, shed tears.
It’s not good, it’s really not good. He has only endured until now just to see Ye Jian.
Someone pushed the door gently in, walked to President Chen, and patted him on the shoulder, “Old Chen, go have some rest, Old Yan and I will look after him tonight.” With that, Regiment Commander Liu handed over a bottle of water into Principal Chen’s hands, “You’re not eating or drinking, do you think you’re immortal?”
“Ye girl should be here by midnight. You have to get up and talk to her. Also, if you’re like this, how could Ye Jian feel better? Things are already sad enough. If you’re also like this, are you not afraid that she would collapse?”
Leader Yan of the Political Group, who came in with an aluminum box in his hand, heard their conversation, and immediately added: “Old Liu is right, you have to take care of yourself. Otherwise, Ye Jian won’t even have support when she comes back.”
The few of them persuaded softly, afraid of waking Uncle Gen up.
“I don’t feel like sleeping. I am afraid that the old man would leave as soon as I closed my eyes. You have heard what the military doctor said. Old Gen… only have a few days left.” Principal Chen rubbed his face, his body was tired, but his brain was constantly strained, making him wide awake.
The nutrient IV dripped drop by drop down the infusion tube to supplement nutrition to Uncle Gen, who could not eat for a week, to maintain his life.
Principal Chen gazed at the infusion tube, his voice was so hoarse like the scrubbing sounds against a stone surface, he spoke bitterly: “Another thing is that the people from the military academy haven’t come over yet. Before I settle all these things, I can’t sleep.”
“Since the military academy has agreed, they will probably just do it tomorrow.” Political Commissar Yan opened the aluminum lunch box that was readied with a spoon and handed it to Principal Chen. “Here, have some food. You don’t sleep or eat, do you plan to let Ye Jian take care of you when she’s back?”
The entire lunch box was already placed in his hands; Principal Chen sighed deeply, “I am not hungry, nor tired. But you are right. If Ye girl came back and saw me like this, she would be worried about me.”
“I’ll go back and change my clothes later, help me to tidy up the place a bit, so she won’t be too worried.”
Regiment Commander Liu nodded, “Sure, go home after the meal. You can even sleep at home if you are tired. Let us watch after Old Gen. He has served the country all his life and dedicated himself to the team. Now that he is sick, we will surely stay on guard and take care of him.”
The old man had never married in his life. He dedicated his life to educating young soldiers in the army as if they were all his children, and he treats the army as his own home. Therefore, as a family, they must be there with him until the last moment.
Knowing that the old man’s time was approaching, the army was also preparing themselves mentally. According to the instructions of the military department, the revolution of Li Changgen, who had dedicated his life to the country, would be held at a state funeral. The military flag would be raised halfway, and everyone would take off their helmets to pay their respect.
Uncle Gen’s consciousness had been in a state of vagueness and awakeness. At this moment, he was asleep deeply; even the military doctors did not dare to rest. Two military doctors and two nurses were on duty in turn, just in case.
Doctor Zhou of the town hospital, who was also An Jiaxin’s mother, pulled her daughter who wanted to go to the ward, and whispered: “You’re not allowed to go there and cause trouble! I will tell you when Ye Jian is back! Go back to sleep! It’s twelve a.m., go sleep!”
