Liu Ziguang was secretly surprised. The first thing that the old man thought of when he was dying was his children, grandchildren, old comrades, old subordinates, etc. Why did he think of seeing him, a stranger he had never met before? However, at this time he had no time to think, so he could only follow Zhao Hui.

"Come too." Zhao Hui whispered to Ye Qing, and then the three of them walked into the special care unit in full view of everyone.

There are other caves in the ward, reception room, bathroom and emergency room. The three of them changed their shoes in the foyer, put on disinfection clothes and hats before entering the room. They saw several elderly people in their seventies sitting on the sofa, with extraordinary temperament, and they were obviously people who had been in high positions for a long time and held authority.

Seeing the three people coming in, the old man did not speak, but just nodded slightly. Through a glass wall, medical staff could be seen to rescue the elderly on the bed, ECG monitoring, oxygen was inserted, and a small screen showed the patient's pulse, which was not only weak, but also very unstable.

"How is it?" Zhao Hui asked an old man in a low voice.

"It's still the same, sometimes awake and sometimes unconscious. The Chairman just called to inquire. The General Office of the CPC Central Committee has prepared the eulogy for the family to see." The old man replied in a low voice.

Everyone was silent. After ten minutes, the doctor came out of the emergency room and took off his mask and whispered: "The chief is awake again. You can go in quickly, don't exceed two people."

Everyone exchanged gazes with each other, and the last majestic old man said, "Qing'er, please accompany Xiao Liu in."

So Ye Qing nodded to Liu Ziguang and took him into the rescue room. The old man on the bed looked haggard, his face covered with old man spots, and a ball of dead gray. Seeing his favorite granddaughter coming in, he tried to raise his hand, but he didn't even have the strength. Ye Qing quickly snatched up and pulled the old man's hand and said, "Grandpa, I'm here." As he said that, tears fell down.

The old man's unconscious eyes rolled, his mouth opened with difficulty, as if he wanted to speak. Ye Qing put his ears up and listened for a long time. Liu Ziguang saw that the old man's mouth was opening and closing, and the extremely faint sound could not even be heard clearly by Liu Ziguang, who was sensitive to hearing.

Ye Qing nodded constantly, and after listening for a while, he turned to ask Liu Ziguang: "Grandpa asked you, are the flowers blooming on the mountain in Commander Zhao's grave in Yezhuyu?"

Liu Ziguang suddenly realized that what the old man was thinking about was his old comrades who had already sacrificed his life for the country.

"Red, the mountains are full of redness." Liu Ziguang replied.

Ye Qing lay in the old man's ear and said this sentence again. The old man didn't say anything for a long time. Two lines of turbid tears flowed out of his deep eye sockets, and murmured from his mouth: "The mountains are full of red mountains..." Then he slowly closed his eyes.

"Grandpa, grandpa." Ye Qing called out twice. Just as he was about to call the doctor, he suddenly opened his eyes again, struggling as if he was about to sit up, and two morbid flush appeared on his cheeks, "Help me get up." The old man said.

Ye Qing pressed the consecration and raised the head of the bed. The old man sat upright, looked directly at Liu Ziguang and said, "Little kid, I know you, the last time was handled very well."

Ye Qing explained: "Grandpa is talking about the anti-Japanese hero killing the old Japanese devils. Grandpa has been paying attention to that matter and has exerted influence on the relevant parties before it can be finally resolved."

Liu Ziguang wanted to say something thankful, but he couldn't say anything about this situation and could only nod.

"I have participated in the revolution for more than 70 years. The most unforgettable thing is the period when I fought guerrillas in Huaixi. I fought against sweeping, anti-Qingxiang, climbed ice and lie in snow, leaped into old ravines and forests, and once I met a blind bear... Cough cough." The old man suddenly started coughing, and Ye Qing hurriedly patted his back to no avail. The doctor and nurse who had been watching the old man rushed over and started the sputum suction machine and became busy. Everyone outside was sweating. Fortunately, after sucking out a mouthful of sticky phlegm, the old man was out of danger.

"Grandpa, it's time for you to rest." Ye Qing advised.

The old man shook his head stubbornly: "Grandpa is fine, grandpa just wants to talk to people from his hometown."

Liu Ziguangqi said: "Old Ye is also from Jiangbei?"

The old man was struggling to speak, and Ye Qing helped answer: "Grandpa was from Hong'an, Hubei. During the Anti-Japanese War, he led the Eighth Route Army's enemy rear team to engage in enemy rear struggles in the Huaixi guerrilla area, which is now the mountainous area west of Nantai County. It lasted for eight years of war of resistance there, and many comrades died there. Jiangbei is also considered to be my grandfather's second hometown."

Liu Ziguang was in awe of the twilight old man in front of him was also an anti-Japanese hero with a fierce sword and a strong horse back then.

"There are mountains and rivers in the Huaixi guerrilla area, and the saline-alkali land does not grow crops. The people are suffering. They tighten their belts and support us in fighting the Japanese. Little Japanese. How is the construction of their hometown now? Can all the villagers have a meal?"

"The hometown is well built, and you will soon get rid of poverty and become rich." Liu Ziguang replied. He could only pick up the good things in front of the dying old man.

The old man shook his head gently: "It's not easy for people in the old district to get rid of poverty... Alas, it's not easy for people in the old district."

Ye Qing looked at the time and advised: "Grandpa, it's time for you to rest. Today is too late. If you don't rest, others will have to rest." At the same time, he gave Liu Ziguang a wink. Liu Ziguang understood and immediately said: "Old Ye, you have a good rest. When your health is well, I will accompany you to your hometown to take a look."

"Okay, I'm just thinking about this. Go back and take a look at the places where I fought back then. I'll think it's tomorrow. While the mountain is still there." The old man's words frightened Ye Qing, and he gave Liu Ziguang a fierce look and advised: "Grandpa, stop being a child, rest quickly. It's okay, your illness can be cured by resting."

The old man waved his hand powerlessly and protested: "I know that my body has all been exhausted and I can't live for a few days. Those old comrades are waiting for me. If I stay alive, they will have an objection."

"Grandpa, what did you say? We have the best medical equipment and doctors, and you will definitely be fine." Ye Qing said angrily, his eyes red again.

"Silly kid, grandpa knows that living for one day is your blessing, but have you ever thought about it? Grandpa will spend tens of thousands more dollars more to the country. Don't be a grandpa and you don't know anything when you get old. The people in the old district live a hardship. What's the point of spending so much money to support an immortal? It's better to use it on the people in the old district."

"Grandpa, you really should have a rest." Ye Qing was a little anxious. She clearly said that the doctor had issued a critical illness notice tonight, but she couldn't stand it tonight, but she didn't expect that the old man was in such a good spirit at this moment. Could this be the so-called return to life?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel scared and quickly called the doctor over. The doctor looked at the vital signs on the instrument and felt puzzled. She didn't believe her eyes, and put on her wrist to measure her pulse. It was indeed a little stable and stronger than before.

The doctor nodded to Ye Qing and signaled that it was okay.

"Grandpa, we will discuss any requests you have. Let's go here today, okay?" Ye Qing advised softly, but the old man insisted on his own opinion: "I must settle down. I will go to the Huaixi Guerrilla Zone, to the Wild Boar Valley, to the Dawang River, to see my old comrades, those who died and those who are alive, to see them."

"Okay, go, let's get better and go."

"No, I'll go tomorrow, cough cough." The old man was excited and started to sputum again. The monitor also trembled, and his heartbeat increased significantly. Ye Qing was so scared that he agreed: "Go, I'll go tomorrow."

After another rescue, the old man calmed down again and said, "You are ready to go and make arrangements as soon as possible. I'm afraid I can't wait for a few days."

Ye Qing had no choice but to bring Liu Ziguang out. Several old men surrounded him and asked, "Qing'er, how about grandpa?"

"It has stabilized again for the time being, at least I won't leave tonight." Ye Qing said.

Everyone let out a long sigh and heard Ye Qing say again: "But he insisted on going to the old Huaixi Guerrilla Zone to check out."

"How can you play the piano randomly? Who will be responsible for any incident?" The old people expressed their opposition.

"It's not this guy yet. What's wrong with saying it? I have to accompany my grandfather to see this kind of thing." Ye Qing glared at Liu Ziguang again.

But the old people did not take their anger on Liu Ziguang. It was normal to say such comforting words in such occasions. They just blamed Ye Qing: "Qing'er, grandpa usually listens to you the most, why don't you persuade him well? If something happens on the road, no one can take responsibility. If the Chairman and the Prime Minister blame him, we can't answer."

"I think this is not a bad thing." Liu Ziguang, who had not spoken, suddenly interrupted.

Several old men turned their eyes to him, with awesome eyes and awesomeness without anger. Liu Ziguang did not retreat at all and said bluntly: "Didn't you notice that after you mentioned that you were going to the old district, Mr. Ye's pulse was much more stable. Resting in the special care unit may be able to continue his life, but for an old general and an old revolutionary, what's the point of living like this? Mr. Ye must have this idea for a while. We should satisfy him as much as possible."

Ye Qing couldn't help but nodded and said, "That's true. When I helped my grandfather sort out his memoirs, what he was most concerned about was the time he fought guerrillas in Huaixi. It was his most unforgettable place. He kept saying that he wanted to go and see it because of various things. He was seriously ill and hospitalized, and he has been delayed until now."

"But if something happens, who will take responsibility?" An old man who looked a little like Ye Qing's eyebrows was still worried.

Zhao Hui spoke: "Take a step back and say that even if grandpa had an accident in Nantai and fell to the place where he had fought, I think that was something he was happy with. Grandpa kept saying that being able to be buried with his comrades is his greatest expectation."

Several old men bowed their heads and discussed for a while, but still couldn't make a decision. The oldest person said: "I will report this issue to the organization. It's getting late, so you all go back. We can just watch it here and let everyone outside rest. Grandpa should be fine tonight."
Chapter completed!