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The news quickly reached the detachment, and Detachment Commander He Ming, Political Commissar Pang Jiaqin, and other leaders rushed over one after another.

Meanwhile, Li Yongjie's parents also arrived in Chengdu, and the detachment has sent people to pick them up.

During dinner time, Lei Xiaojun somehow learned the truth and rushed into the canteen like a madman, shouting breathlessly at the entire company: "The squad leader has been given a critical condition notice, he's about to die..."

In an instant, almost everyone stood up.

"Didn't the squad leader respond quickly? How could this happen..."

"Xiao Jun, is the news true?"

"..."

The crowd gathered around all looked serious, wanting to know the exact situation.

Lei Xiaojun wiped away his tears: "I heard... there's no way to save him now, we're just waiting for the squad leader's family to get there."

No one would dare joke about this, and no one would want to believe the cruel reality.

Xin Zhuang, the platoon leader of the third platoon, walked quickly out of the canteen in silence, and the others followed suit.

At this moment, they were enveloped in deep grief and sorrow.

The trainees sat in a corner of the cafeteria, looking at each other in dismay. They had only been there for a little over a week, and their friendly and enthusiastic squad leader, Li Yongjie, had already sacrificed himself...

Shu Xiangyu had a premonition last night and took the lead in following them, as did the others.

The medical team soon learned the news, and Fang Yinjia, who usually had a good relationship with Yongjie, cried especially sadly.

Li Yongjie's family arrived at the general hospital close to nightfall.

Time was of the essence, and they were quickly admitted to the intensive care unit, accompanied by Xi Molin, while the outside was filled with their comrades from the detachment.

Mr. and Mrs. Li, who had been trying to remain calm, finally lost control of their emotions when they saw their son lying in the hospital bed after a long time. They broke down, crying and stroking their son's pale face.

"Xiao Jie, don't leave us, Mom begs you, please be strong. Your dad and I have come to see you. Haven't you always wanted us to come see you...?"

Li's mother's hands trembled. She had called them just a few days ago. Why had things changed so much overnight? She couldn't accept it. She couldn't live without Xiao Jie.

"Son, I beg you, we can't live without you. Please don't give up, don't abandon us, don't give up your will to live. Even if you lie here for the rest of your life, we'll stay with you..."

Li's father, who was always strict, had always been secretly proud of him. He was looking forward to his son's return for the New Year. He never imagined that he would face the tragedy of a parent outliving their child.

With tears streaming down her face, Shimmering turned her head away, unable to bear watching this scene.

She didn't know if Yongjie could hear her, but looking at these ordinary parents who longed for their son's return, she wished that none of this had ever happened.

"My son, we all know you've always wanted to be a hero, to achieve something for us. You know, your mother and I have only ever wanted you to be safe and healthy..."

Tears soaked their masks. If they could, they would rather be the ones lying there than their children.

Tears streamed down Yongjie's face. He seemed to hear his parents calling him and was saying goodbye to them. He could no longer hold on, as the electrocardiogram monitor beeped.

Immediately, doctors and nurses rushed over, and Mr. and Mrs. Li were helped to the side.

They watched helplessly as their son underwent emergency treatment, but the alarms on the electrocardiogram monitor kept increasing until the line indicating a heartbeat became a straight line, and Yongjie's life came to an end.

"At 8:21 a.m., Li Yongjie died despite all efforts to save him."

The doctor officially pronounced Yongjie dead.

"No, no, my son... Xiao Jie, don't leave your mother, don't leave us. How can we live without you? How can we survive? Son, son..."

Schimerlin helped Li's mother, who was crying her heart out.

Li's father staggered to the bedside, cradling Yongjie's still-warm face in his hands, his eyes filled with love and grief: "When you were born, you were so tiny. Your mother and I discussed your name. At that time, we hoped you would grow up to be a brave and outstanding man, so we named you Yongjie. And you truly lived up to that, becoming a hero. Son, you are amazing. Dad is proud of you, proud of you for the rest of my life..."

Li's mother wept bitterly, burying her face in Yongjie's body: "Son, why did you leave us? Why didn't you take better care of yourself? What are we going to do now that you're gone..."

When the comrades waiting outside learned that Yongjie had passed away, they all took off their hats and mournfully observed a moment of silence in front of the comrades inside.

Young Yongjie couldn't get through this harsh winter. He had no girlfriend and was the only son in his family. His parents, who had been hoping he would get married and have children, completely lost all hope.

A brand-new armed police uniform prepared for Yongjie was delivered to his bedside; his original combat uniform was already soaked in blood.

Mr. and Mrs. Li insisted on dressing their son themselves. Throughout his life, his parents eagerly awaited his birth, and they dressed him in new clothes when he passed away.

It's a pity we'll never hear him call us "Dad" or "Mom" again...

Schimerin returned to the brigade in the early hours of two days later.

After leaving the hospital, she stayed by Yongjie's parents' side, offering them comfort and companionship, knowing that they were having a hard time accepting the situation and that any further words would only seem pale and powerless.

A memorial service for Li Yongjie will be held tomorrow at the funeral home in Jiangyan, followed by cremation, and then his ashes will be escorted back to his hometown.

The Armed Police Corps also applied for a first-class merit and the title of martyr for Yongjie.

Hearing the door open while lying in bed, Shu Xiangyu immediately sat up and rushed to the door to greet her.

Schimerlin had barely slept for the past two days. After closing the door, he saw her and immediately hugged her.

After exhausting herself, she was left with nothing but exhaustion, not only physically but also mentally. A deep sense of powerlessness seemed to be dragging her into an endless abyss.

"Are Sergeant Li's parents alright?"

Shu Xiangyu knew she was tired, so he steadily supported her, allowing her to lean on him with peace of mind.

"Because of Yongjie's passing, they... aged so much overnight. I couldn't say anything to comfort them, so I could only stay by their side."

Her hoarse and low voice was filled with endless sorrow, and she blamed herself for the sacrifice of her comrades.

Shu Xiangyu stroked her back, unable to offer any words of comfort.

She also felt guilty because she didn't know what was happening around her in her previous life and couldn't prevent this tragedy from happening.

After washing up and lying down, this time Xi Molin slept in Shu Xiangyu's arms. Her vulnerability and grief, as well as her usual strength, were all shed, leaving only her most authentic self.

Tears fell silently as he held her hand tightly, refusing to let go.

"If you want to cry, then cry..."

She gently stroked the back of her head and patted her back softly, letting her hug her.

Gradually, Momo in her arms finally fell asleep. She was too tired, both physically and mentally exhausted.