Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 963 Old things in the Republic of China: Even if it is indifferent, it is also romantic 59
The timing of the delay this time is too coincidental, and the operation is kept absolutely secret before execution, unless there is an inner ghost during the operation, and those who can participate in this operation...

Liang Shangjun closed his eyes, his heart felt cold.

He walked into the dim and silent room, quietly looking at the person on the hospital bed, staring for a long time.

"Heng, since you were young, you have been the smartest and the most thoughtful..." He sighed, "Tell me, what should I do now."

In late autumn, the moon is half curved, not a reunion night, the moonlight is as cool as water, and it looks desolate.

How superficial the world is, they only care about plundering, but ignore the most authentic appearance of the green mountains and rivers.

The wind passed by, and a ray of dim moonlight slanted into the room. The thick shadows were mottled and swayed, and fell on the slender and pale joints of the man in the dark. His hands rested quietly on the bed, and the remaining scars stretched up along the wrist bones. Into the shirt, into the heart, like a lonely and fallen green hill.

Old wounds are not healed, and new ones are added.

There was no response to the question, and the room was cold with no light.

Liang Shangjun gave a wry smile and fell into the nightmare of that year.

"I couldn't save Zhong Xing before, can't I save you now?"

How willing? !
Are you willing to let the person who is dedicated to serving the country and Ling Yunzhi fall before dawn?Or are you willing to move forward with all the burdens and finally turn into loess and bones? !

The bullet that penetrated an inch into the heart killed him.

Now he is hanging on hard drugs to maintain his life. Liang Shangjun's major is not cardiac surgery, so he can't operate on him without authorization...

Feng Lingzhi left with his back on his back, and ordered his subordinates to leave immediately to find Chu Jin'an in Beicheng. He endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't restrain himself, and punched the wall, dripping with blood.

"Adjutant Feng, what are you doing?" Another lieutenant, Zhao Pengzhong, was surprised to see him.

He and Feng Lingzhi were responsible for the main force of this operation. He sighed and patted Feng Lingzhi on the shoulder: "No one wants such a thing to happen. Don't blame yourself too much. I just hope that the fourth master will wake up soon. .”

Feng Lingzhi turned and left without saying a word.

Zhao Pengzhong looked at his back and frowned, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

The month is the hometown Ming.

Beicheng Chu Mansion, in the boudoir, after the third watch, the lanterns and chess were not received.

With a sigh, she stretched out her hand to hold the lamp.

Sigh what?The lonely rain in Beicheng stays behind.

Ten years of things on the pillow, five hundred miles away, the worries of old friends are all in my heart.

Beicheng is full of all her childhood, youth, family affection and love.

She will not let their hometown be destroyed.

Chu Jin'an's cold hand touched the gun under the pillow, which was used by Fu Rongheng himself for self-defense.

She won't take it out unless she has to.

In the long night, who is there, make up your mind!
Fu Jingshen is becoming more and more arrogant in Beicheng, monopolizing the power, the rumors are raging, and everyone is panicking.

No one dared to fight against him, except Chu Jin'an.

Whoever he wants to kill, Chu Jin'an will save. If he wants to open a biochemical laboratory in Beicheng, Chu Jin'an will contact top medical seniors to put pressure on him.

Fu Jingshen was so angry that he flew into a rage!
There is an entire large hospital behind Chu Jin'an, who is a born student, with medical connections all over the place. These days, medical resources are precious, and it is not easy to offend them.

But he holds the power of life and death, so he is not a vegetarian after all—does Chu Jin'an really think he can climb on top of him?
That autumn was thick with depth of field, and there was no cloud in the sky.

The marriage proposal team went around the entire North City, beating gongs and drums, resounding through the sky!
It was a sunny day, and the common people seemed to enjoy talking about it, but they turned their backs but showed expressions of impatience. Thinking about how beautiful the Fu and Chu families were back then?What is sung in operas is their prosperity.

Who doesn't envy childhood sweethearts and long-term promises?
But now one person's life and death are unknown on the front line, and the other person is forced to marry the sixth brother of his sweetheart.

The world is impermanent, which makes people sigh.

Chu Mansion is different from the peaceful sky, the atmosphere is like cloudy clouds and the sun cannot be seen.

in the lobby.

Chu Changzong's face was extremely ugly, and the hand that was leaning on the cane was so hard that it turned pale.

On the main seat, arrogant, sat a man, with his legs crossed in a sloppy way, and he walked out of the wind and moon in a decadent and vicious manner, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

A burst of clapping broke the silence, clapping, clapping, very clear.

"This is really a good day, and it should be celebrated by the whole world!" Fu Jingshen said with a smile, "Mr. Chu, do you think so?"

The lobby of the Chu family meanders all the way to the main entrance, filled with betrothal gifts, dazzling and dizzying.

Eyes full of red, flowing in the sun, like a turbulent red sea, so festive, but also charming, hiding the sorrow of the fate of women in the old age, marriage is involuntary, three worships to the world of mortals.

Chu Changzong said in a deep voice: "Fu Jingshen, Jin'an is also a person next to fourth master. Now your fourth brother is unconscious on the battlefield, but you turned around and boarded the gate of my Chu family to ask to marry my daughter. suitable?"

"It's precisely because fourth brother's bones are not yet cold, so I have to take good care of Miss Chu for him, so that he won't feel at ease under the nine springs."

Fu Jingshen said quietly: "What's more, I see that what Ms. Chu has done these days means that she can't wait to marry me."

Coercion!This is definitely coercion!
How can anyone propose a marriage and come directly to the door with a dowry like a dragon? !

He wanted to let everyone in the world know that Chu Jin'an had no choice but to marry him.

Fu Jingshen dared to do it with such fanfare because he concluded that Fu Rongheng would not come back alive.

Chu Changzong felt heavy and worried.

"If Mr. Chu has no other questions, let's agree on a date for the wedding." Fu Jingshen is sure to win, "I think the fifteenth day of next month will be a good day, and I'm in a hurry, but there will be none of it. few."

He would like to see how Chu Jin'an will look so proud in front of him then!

"Miss, you can't..."

"Step aside!"

There was a stern voice, and a thin girl barged in from the lobby. She was dressed in white and her skirt was swaying.

Everyone in the hall subconsciously looked at her.

Standing in the sun, she has the reserved and classic cheeks unique to oriental people, with black hair and dark eyebrows, thin and handsome.

It makes people feel that even if she has a lot of red makeup and a lot of money to marry her, she is not worthy of her.

There is a bright color on the tip of the eyebrows, which is a natural half-time tragedy, and the redness of the dowry can't suppress the sadness.

The sound of the suona constantly blowing in the Chu Mansion reminds people of the music at the funeral, which is mesmerizing and piercing.

Red is red, white is white.

On the one hand, she is asking for marriage with red makeup, and on the other hand, she is shrouded in horse leather.

Red, white, happy and mourning are intertwined, and it becomes empty in a blink of an eye.

Fu Jingshen's mind moved slightly.

"Stop it all!" Chu Jin'an yelled at the suona player, her voice was so sharp that it made people listen unconsciously, she turned her head and said to Fu Jingshen, "You, get out of the Chu family—"

The scene was silent for a while.

Fu Jingshen got up, walked up to Chu Jin'an, smiled clearly, his eyes were piercingly cold.

"I gave you the gift of being a wife, what else is Miss Chu dissatisfied with? Is it because the dowry gift is too small? Then Fu Mou will give you a copy every day!"

"How much does the fourth brother care about you? Did he visit you before leaving Beicheng? What are you?"

"An Xin is ready to get married, Doctor Chu."

"Bang!" A sound.

Gunshots.

(End of this chapter)