Wind Rises in Dragon City

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Gui Mengjun glanced at the text message, turned to his second uncle and said, "You eat first, I have something urgent, go out and make a phone call."

"Okay, let's go." The second uncle replied.

Gui Mengjun picked up the phone, turned around and left the box, found an empty room in the corridor, opened the door and walked in.

Standing indoors, Gui Mengjun felt a little bit of alcohol rising, his heart was pounding, he frowned and called back the number that sent the text message.

"Hello? Bro!"

"Is the news accurate?" Gui Mengjun asked in local dialect.

"Exactly, I just asked. The old governor felt uncomfortable in his heart at five o'clock. He didn't eat at night. He was admitted to the intensive care unit around six o'clock. His condition deteriorated and he is being rescued now." The other party also responded in his native dialect. Said: "The general headquarters, the people from the Governor's Mansion have all passed."

Gui Mengjun was silent for a while: "I mean, is the old governor's routine rescue, or...!"

"This time is very pessimistic." The other party replied in a very low voice: "I heard...the governor's mansion is already preparing for a funeral!"

When Gui Mengjun heard this, his head buzzed. His immediate reaction was not to think about any political changes, but to feel unspeakable grief in his heart.

After a brief silence, Gui Mengjun replied in a low voice, "Call me anytime you have any news!"

"it is good!"

After the two finished talking, Gui Mengjun felt a little dizzy, and unconsciously supported the wall with his left hand, feeling tight in his chest.

"Boom!"

The door of the box opened, and Su Miaomiao walked in. She looked at the pale Gui Mengjun in surprise, and asked softly, "You...what's the matter with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Gui Mengjun glanced at her, and said with flushed eyes, "... just received the news that I... our leader is critically ill."

"...!" Su Miaomiao was stunned for a moment: "The leader you are talking about...!"

"Yes, that's him." Gui Mengjun sighed: "I'm fine... I'll take a rest."

Su Miaomiao supported his arm: "Sit down."

…

The capital of Hanoi, Xingshan Sanatorium.

The security forces of a regiment have all been dispatched at this moment, and a soldier with a tall and straight gun and live ammunition is standing in his position, checking the vehicles queuing up to be admitted to the hospital.

On the road, the street lights are bright, and the small cars that are rarely seen in the urban area, the inspection-free cars, are all like social vehicles at the moment, waiting in line on the side of the road to enter, even the mayor of Hanoi’s car is here. He could only keep giving way and wait on the sidelines.

On the third floor of the main building of the nursing home, in a long and narrow corridor, there was only an old man in his sixties sitting alone. He had gray hair, but his back was straight. It looked like a habit he had developed in the army for many years.

The old man was wearing a gray Chinese tunic suit, his white hair was combed back, and his slightly aged cheeks were all over the surroundings, but if you look carefully, you can also see that he was a very energetic and handsome guy when he was young.

His name is Pu Xingbang, and he is the Chief Executive of the Old Triangle Region and the Deputy Commander-in-Chief of the General Headquarters.

As time passed by, the stairwell outside the corridor and the lounge were already full of people. The youngest of them was in their fifties, and the cadres with the smallest rank in the military also carried the rank of lieutenant general on their shoulders.

…

Sea view villa area.

After Gui Mengjun rested for a while, he walked back to the box with his third sister.

After entering the door, Gui Mengjun walked up to the second uncle with a smile, and whispered a few words in his ear.

The second uncle was startled, and immediately waved his hands and said, "...Are you critically ill?"

"Yeah." Gui Mengjun replied in a low voice: "Don't say anything, I have to go first and let Meng Zheng accompany you to eat, because our relationship with the upper class is also...!"

"Understood, understood!" The second uncle nodded very enlightenedly: "You can eat at any time, you can go to work quickly."

"Well, I'll come over tomorrow." Gui Mengjun replied immediately: "You guys go to bed early!"

"Don't worry about us, you go!" The second uncle urged, "Tomorrow is busy, so there is no need to come here, the business is important."

"Okay, Uncle, then I'll go first!" Gui Mengjun got up, picked up his wine glass, walked around between the two tables, greeted everyone, and hurried away with his followers.

During this period, Su Tianyu and others didn't know what happened, they only thought that something urgent happened to Gui Mengjun's company.

About half an hour later, the banquet was over, and Gui Mengzheng personally sent everyone back to the villa before leaving in a hurry.

In the living room, Su Tianyu felt something was wrong, so he found the third sister alone: ​​"Have a good meal, why is it so anticlimactic? What is he busy with?"

Su Miaomiao blinked her eyes, and leaned into her younger brother's ear and said, "The governor here is critically ill. You know the relationship between the Gui family and the upper echelon. He needs to go back."

Su Tianyu was full of astonishment when he heard the words: "Is it enough?"

"Well, it's enough this time." Su Miaomiao replied softly: "After all, I'm over ninety years old... I've always been hanging on my breath."

Hearing these words, Su Tianyu also had a strange emotion in his heart: "A generation of outstanding people, alas, after all, they can't survive the years."

"Why do you seem sad too?" Su Miaomiao didn't feel much. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"The first class I took in the Army University was the Battle of the Northwest in the Hua District." Su Tianyu sighed and said, "He is the one who can appear in the special battles of the District 1 four times! You, the officials in the District 1 I still don’t know! It’s so arrogant, it’s a great honor for a soldier to be able to appear in the learning courseware for a backward and remote ethnic military officer.”

"...I don't quite understand, but I can tell that Meng Jun's mood has changed."

"Of course you don't understand, you are not from here." Su Tianyu replied with his hands behind his back: "It seems that we are going to stay here for a while."

…

Hanoi port.

Da Xiong, Lao Hei, and Hou Guoyu, who were unable to take the plane due to identity issues, also quietly rushed to the Old Triangle after a detour. They were picked up by the Gui family and sent directly to the villa area.

Around nine forty in the evening.

On the third floor of the nursing home, Pu Xingbang was smoking a cigarette with his head down.

"Ding~!"

The lights in the emergency room went out, and a colonel-level military doctor came out, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in a nervous tone, "...Chief! I...we did our best!"

Quiet, after a brief silence, Pu Xingbang calmly extinguished the cigarette butt, got up and straightened his clothes.

"The governor only sees you!" The colonel stepped aside.

Pu Xingbang clenched his fists and walked quickly into the emergency room.

…

At this moment, the time in District 1 is still in the morning.

Su Tiannan had breakfast in the prison area, and walked to a middle-aged strong man: "Today?"

"Yes, the district governor will come to pick you up, and will call you to participate in the event." The middle-aged strong man replied in a low voice, "I'll tell you my contact information, remember, don't write it down." <pstyle="text -align:center;">