Taking a motorcycle... Commander-in-Chief Xia doesn't remember how many times he took this type of transportation he had been riding the same year ago. As a lieutenant general, he was summoned by his son on a phone call. As soon as the meeting ended, he would walk and arrange his work while taking the same job. He rushed over without even changing his military uniform.

He looked down at the golden epaulette representing the military rank pressing on his shoulders. Commander-in-Chief Xia waved to the guards and said, "Go and find a motorcycle to come." He turned his head and said to the two leaders of the school: "Go and take a motorcycle to come."

The lieutenant general expressed that the two leaders of the school naturally had no objection, and then took a motorcycle out to the town health center together.

Xia Jinyuan said in a low voice and then went back to the ward. At 9:40, Uncle Gen suddenly opened his eyes. Ye Jian, who had been guarding, was so excited that he had not spoken yet. Uncle Gen said first, "I seem to see Ye Yatou coming back."

The voice was so weak that it was too low, but the misty eyes suddenly lit up a lot, and they became much more energetic.

No one was happy with this state, and everyone's hearts stumbled violently in an instant,... and they looked back.

"Good boy, grandpa doesn't like you crying." The weak voice said intermittently, and the old man's eyes were full of kindness and peace. He stared at the child in front of him who had been worried about for nearly twenty years. "It's good if you didn't cry, it's good if you didn't cry. We are the soldiers and we don't cry. You, grandpa, remember that tears flow too much, and our hearts are weak."

Ye Jian held the old man's hand tightly, which was so thin that he could not even lift it up, and nodded gently and replied, "I remember, I always remember your words, if I bleed or not, I will always remember your words."

The heart was trembling and panicked, even though his body couldn't help but shivered, Ye Jian forced a slight smile on his face, so that the old man who was watching him could feel at ease.

"Grandpa knows, you know you are a good child... It's a pity, grandpa... grandpa..." The cough suddenly came, not a light cough, but a heavy cough after another made Ye Jian's smile on his face fade away in an instant.

"You have a rest, stop talking, stop talking." The crying voice that he had finally restrained was about to collapse. Everyone saw that Ye Jian was shaking his shoulders violently. She stroked her uncle's chest with one hand so that the old man's breathing could flow smoothly.

The military doctor raised the pillow to let Uncle Gen sit upright, and gently patted the back of the old man's neck to make his breathing smoother.

Principal Chen, who had clenched his fists with both hands, had looked outside the ward several times, and his firm face was in a hurry.... Before he came, the military academy leaders had not brought Ye Yatou's military uniform over.

In the ward, Captain Liu Chen said, "Uncle, you will talk again after resting. We will listen. Don't worry."

Political Commissar Yan held a cup of warm water and spooned the warm water to the old uncle's white lips, "Uncle, don't worry, drink a sip of water. Ye Yatou will listen to you."

The coughing sound that seemed to be about to cough out even the lungs finally gradually calmed down, but Uncle Gen's face became worse and worse.

He wanted to hold Ye Jian's hands tightly, but unfortunately he couldn't use any strength. He could only smile gently: "Good boy, don't be sad. It's a happy event for grandpa to leave at the age of his life. It's a pity that grandpa can't send you to the military camp in person, and he can't see what you look like when you are wearing military uniforms."
Chapter completed!