The wealthy military officer spoils his wife excessively

Lian Yi had met Nie Suwen before. Many years ago, when Nie Suwen was eighteen, she came to Beijing alone to find Lu Zheng. At that time, Lian Yi was moved by her courage and agreed to drive her there.

At that time, he praised Lu Wenyi, saying, "This girl has the same demeanor as you did back then."

Considering the situation, Lian Yi remained silent for a long time on the phone before saying, "Lu Zheng is a good kid in every way, but he's too sentimental. If something really happens to Nie Suwen, it won't just be a matter of whether he forgives you or not. I'm afraid... something will happen to Lu Zheng too."

"..."

The search and rescue operation lasted for several hours. A tip came in that the wreckage of the car had been found at the foot of the mountain, but there were no survivors.

With each message coming through the wireless headset, Lu Zheng's heart sank a little further.

Platoon Leader Cao is now completely afraid to speak to him. He doesn't know what phone call he received, but something seemed off after he finished speaking.

The weather was getting worse, and it looked like it might snow. Cao Zibin weighed the situation and ordered the team to call it a day. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, except for Lu Zheng, who clutched his shovel and refused to leave.

Cao Zibin's face hardened. This kid had been acting strange all day, and he was even throwing a tantrum: "What are you trying to prove? Is this the time for you to play the hero? I'm ordering you to withdraw your troops; this is a military order!"

But Lu Zheng remained unmoved, his dark eyes gleaming, his gaze fixed intently on him: "Platoon Leader Cao..."

"What's going on? Are you the platoon leader or am I?"

Upon hearing the commotion, his comrades came over to persuade him, and some tried to pull Lu Zheng away. Just then, the search and rescue team ahead of them returned with several mangled bodies and passed by their ranks.

Lu Zheng's eyes lit up, and he quickly followed.

Everyone crowded around, and the leader of the second platoon shook his head and sighed, "None of them escaped."

Everyone observed a moment of silence.

Lu Zheng kept a straight face and did not lose control even when he heard that there were no survivors. He gently clenched his hands at his sides and asked as calmly as possible, "Just these few corpses?"

"The others have been sent to the hospital."

There can't be any hospitals in this mountainous area. He was referring to hospitals in Lhasa.

Lu Zheng turned to leave, but Cao Zibin quickly grabbed him and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'll go check. Today's search and rescue operation is over, and I'll be back before tomorrow's assembly."

He couldn't quite explain what he was going there to confirm. In fact, there was no need to confirm anything. He was convinced that Nie Suwen was definitely not dead; she couldn't be dead. He just had that feeling.

How could that silly girl have died in this mountain without any explanation?

Cao Zibin's voice grew louder: "Are you crazy? You just had an accident, where are you going to get a car to take you to Lhasa? It's getting dark, are you planning to hike 100 kilometers?"

Everyone stared at him, bewildered.

Lu Zheng's eyes reddened, and his voice was even more resolute: "Cao Pai, please let me go. My girlfriend is inside, I can't give up without seeing her."

Everyone fell silent, and Cao Zibin's expression suddenly froze.

No one said another word. After a while, someone coughed softly in a low voice. Then, someone took off their military cap, and one after another, everyone took off their military caps. Platoon Leader Cao Zibin walked up to Lu Zheng, said nothing, and silently patted him on the shoulder twice.

“Cao Pai…”

“Go ahead, I’ll go back and ask the company commander to send you a car,” Cao Zibin said in a low voice as he walked past him.

"Thank you, Platoon Leader Cao." He turned around and gave a straight military salute.

On the way back to his unit, his comrades accompanied him and said many comforting words. Between men, words may not be very sentimental, but the affection between them can be felt in the glances and sighs they exchange.

That night, Lu Zheng drove alone, day and night, towards Lhasa.

He dared not breathe for a moment, as if racing against the stars in the sky. But the closer he got, the emptier he felt, as if his heart had been ripped away. He parked the car in front of the hospital. White mourning clothes were already hung there, and the companions or relatives of the victims had all arrived. The hospital entrance was crowded with people, mostly onlookers. Several doctors stood helplessly together, talking, their white sheets covering the blood-soaked bodies.

Lu Zheng jumped out of the car, parted the crowd, and squeezed in.

Several staff members nearby, seeing that he was wearing a military uniform, did not stop him as they had done with the other family members.

Unlike other family members who cried and shouted, Lu Zheng was actually solemn. However, his solemnity was so real that it made people feel more depressed than sadness itself.

No one dared to stop him at that moment.

He walked almost without glancing at the dead lying on the ground, heading straight towards the search and rescue team members at the very back.

The team members are describing the situation at the scene to several family members.

He needed to know exactly where the car wreckage was found.

Because his Susu was still waiting for him there.

But halfway through, Lu Zheng suddenly stopped, abruptly and abruptly halting his steps.

He looked down at the small patch of clothing peeking out from under the white cloth on his right.

He had seen her wear that red down jacket.

He recognized it at a glance because the brand was embroidered on the cuff.

It's unlikely that two people in a car will wear the same clothes.

So he stopped.

My heart, which had been empty, hard, and without a shred of doubt, suddenly warmed up, as if it had been suddenly brought back to life from a state of suspended animation.

After learning of Nie Suwen's disappearance, he was constantly on the verge of death.

But at this moment, he came back to life, to live, to be burned, to be slowly tortured.

Lu Zheng stared at the corner of the sleeve peeking out from under the white cloth for a long time, his fingers suddenly trembling uncontrollably.

Even the nurse who had just been pushed away by Lu Zheng could clearly feel something powerful collapsing, as if she could be knocked down at the slightest touch.

"Comrade? A PLA comrade?"

A nurse nearby called out to him.

The hospital had long instructed them to assist the military in the search and rescue operation, and besides, the nurses had noticed a dashing soldier like Lu Zheng for quite some time.

She went over to offer some comfort.

But then they saw the handsome soldier in his uniform, who had always been standing straight, suddenly raise his hand to cover his mouth. With his pained expression, it seemed as if some red liquid was flowing out from between his fingers.

The nurse was startled and quickly went over to check on her.

Lu Zheng suddenly squatted down, his hand that had been tightly covering his mouth hanging down at his side. Sure enough, blood trickled down his fingers and he was trembling slightly. His lips were also bright red. His other hand, as if executing an executioner, reached for the white cloth covering his mouth.

The veins on the back of his hand were clearly visible, and he trembled like a leaf.

Before he could even touch the white sheet, a woman suddenly jumped out from among the family members who were crying the loudest and shoved Lu Zheng to the ground: "Don't touch my daughter!"

The woman had already cried until her eyes were swollen with tears.

Lu Zheng was suddenly pushed to the ground, his bloodied palm leaving a bloody mark on the ground. He slowly raised his head, glanced at the woman in a daze, and sat on the ground as if he were possessed. After a long while, calmness and composure finally returned to him.

He didn't say anything.

He stood up, bowed, and sincerely said to the other person, "I'm sorry, please accept my condolences."

Then he strode across the long white-covered formation and came to the rescue team.

My hands just started shaking even more.

Seeing that he was also in military uniform, the men saluted him. After Lu Zheng introduced himself, they asked in surprise, "Didn't your company already call it a day?"

Lu Zheng answered in a very soft voice, "My wife was also in this accident."

The group immediately looked at them with sympathy.

It's a real shame that there wasn't a single survivor.

"Comrade, please accept my condolences." The first man took off his military cap and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

Lu Zheng showed no sadness, but said firmly, "Please tell me the coordinates where you found the body. My wife is still there."

They still looked at Lu Zheng with pity.

After all, many of the victims' families refused to believe it, thinking Lu Zheng was just deceiving himself in his grief. But they could sense his determination and persistence, so they gave him the specific coordinates. However, when Lu Zheng further asked to borrow their equipment, they finally realized that this grieving man was not joking.

"That won't do, it needs approval from higher-ups." He might be crazy, but the others weren't. It was such a dangerous place; at night, a moment's inattention could send him tumbling off a cliff. How could they let him go alone?

Besides, the weather forecast shows that another heavy snowfall is coming soon. Isn't this just courting death?

They began by trying to dissuade him with earnest words, and then contacted Lu Zheng's superiors, hoping to stop this irrational madman.

Lu Zheng remained calm and composed. He even took out a topographical map and began to carefully plan the route into the mountains, the search and rescue plan, and even prepared food for survival in the wild.

His stubbornness shocked everyone.

After the search and rescue team rejected his proposal, he was not discouraged. Instead, he sought out Gu Huai'an of the Snow Wolf Commando Team.

He knew that their special forces had also participated in the search and rescue operation. Although they had only sent twelve people from the border training camp, they were all elites, and most importantly, they had the most advanced equipment.

As Lu Zheng turned to leave, everyone in the hospital was whispering excitedly about this resolute soldier.