Song Qi and Ling Yong had been out for a week and there was no news of their return. Ling Ju couldn't help but go to Hongying's house to inquire about the mission and found out that they had gone to the mountains to carry out the mission.
Chen Chun and Song Xin also left and returned to Kyoto. Song Xin was about to start school, so he had to go back to prepare and then consider work. Song Xin and Ling Ju got along very well, and they also agreed to contact each other by phone or letter.
When sending Chen Chun to the train station, Ling Ju still called her "Mom" awkwardly, and Chen Chun's worries were completely put to rest.
Song Xin is still hesitating about whether to come to the textile factory to work with Ling Ju. She wants to come, but if she comes here, her mother will be alone at home and her father is always on business trips, so she is not very reassured.
Finally, the Security Department sent two people familiar to Song Wei to go to Yangcheng to deliver the goods by train. Ling Ju was right, there were indeed pickpockets on the train. Fortunately, the two men were skilled. When they arrived in Yangcheng, the people around Gu Desheng inspected the goods before coming back. According to Ling Ju's instructions, they asked Gu Desheng's people to sign the delivery note and put their signature and fingerprints.
After the two came back, they told Hu Wei and Ling Ju about what happened on the train. Hu Wei once again lamented women's intuition and said that one should never underestimate women.
By mid-September, another 2,500 sets of goods were completed, and the Security Department recruited two more people to deliver them to Guangzhou. The journey was relatively smooth. An older, calmer man named Liu Qing was chosen to lead the group. Following Ling Ju's instructions, he established a close relationship with the person in charge of freight transportation at the railway department, paving the way for all their subsequent long-distance transport efforts.
Another week passed. Looking at Song Wei who came to her in a hurry, the usually deep and calm man was now full of worry.
"Sister-in-law, hurry up, something happened to Song Qi!"
Ju quickly stood up and wanted to
After thinking about it, he turned around and picked up his bag.
Go straight to the hospital in the provincial capital.
"Brother, what happened?"
Song Wei thought about the call he had received and told the truth, "Song Qi was injured and is still being treated."
Ling Ju's head buzzed. Even though she and Song Qi had not been together for a long time, that was a living life!
"Secretary Chen, please drive faster!" Secretary Chen asked with a trembling voice. He didn't say anything, but accelerated with a serious expression.
The drive lasted nearly three hours, and no one spoke on the way. When Ling Ju arrived at the hospital, she got out of the car and saw military vehicles and jeeps parked outside the door, including the one her brother and Song Qi often used.
Following Song Wei all the way to the fourth floor operating room, the corridor was full of people, Li Zhigang, the political commissar, and many of Song Qi's comrades. The operating room door was closed.
"Orange, you're here!"
Ling Ju looked behind him. It was Ling Yong. He was on crutches with his arm in a sling, and his clothes were dirty. "Brother, you're injured too!"
Ling Yong had a broken arm, a scratched head, and scratches on other parts of his body.
Looking at Ling Yong's weak face, Ling Ju didn't dare to think about what Song Qi was doing inside.
After helping Ling Yong find a place to sit, Song Wei and Ling Yong nodded in silence. Both men looked very unhappy. Ling Ju held the pocket watch in her bag, feeling the energy flowing from it. If this pocket watch could heal her injuries, could it heal others?
A middle-aged male doctor in his forties or fifties came out of the operating room. Li Zhigang and Song Wei immediately went to greet him, "Where are the family members?"
"I." Song Wei and Ling Ju agreed at the same time.
Xie Gang shook his head, his face full of fatigue. "Prepare for the funeral. He is almost dead. He only has one breath left."
"Wuwuwu, Captain, I'm so sorry. It's all my fault, it's all my fault!" A young soldier with his head bandaged came over and knelt on the ground. "Please, our Captain is trying to save me, please save him!"
No one spoke in the corridor, only sighs and soft sobs could be heard.
How long had she known him? Why was he leaving? This was too sudden.
His mother has already accepted her, so why is he leaving?
Looking at the tired face of the emergency doctor, a feeling of powerlessness in the face of death boiled over in my every limb.
He clenched his pocket watch in his hand and leaned against the wall.
Suddenly a line of words appeared in my mind!
Was it the watch reminding her? It was like a sudden burst of inspiration!
She quickly stood up to give it a try.
"Doctor! I want to go in. I have a way!"
Several people looked at Ling Ju at the same time, "Miss, he really is no longer able to do it."
"I really have a way! Let me in! Believe me!" She said it very firmly and firmly.
"What can a little girl like you do?"
"Sister-in-law?"
"I'm sure, big brother!" Ling Ju said and was about to rush in. Ling Yong grabbed her arm and said, "Juzi, the doctor can't do anything about it. You..."
"Brother, I want to give it a try."
At Song Wei's signal, the doctor took Ling Ju into the operating room. Looking at Song Qi lying naked on the operating table, covered in wounds, he felt a sharp shift in his heart. What on earth had happened to him?
"All of you get out, no one should be inside."
"Girl, this! This is not okay!"
"All of you get out!"
"Hey, let's all go out!"
After the area was cleared successfully, Ling Ju approached the operating table, quickly took out a pocket watch from her bag and placed it on Song Qi's chest. She used one hand to check his breath and found that his heartbeat had stopped.
One hand was on Song Qi's chest, holding the pocket watch, and Ling Ju kissed Song Qi's lips.
To transform energy, she needs to hold the pocket watch in contact with the person who needs to be transformed, and then pass it to a third party through a kiss. She is the intermediary carrier.
But this action was very energy-consuming. Song Qi's injuries were too severe. The pocket watch told her that she could only transform for half an hour at most. She stared into Song Qi's eyes motionlessly, kissed him tightly with her mouth, and felt his heartbeat with her hands on his chest. Thirty minutes later, the strong and regular heartbeat appeared again. Ling Ju finally stood up and took a deep breath. Her legs were sore and she held on to the operating table, sweating profusely.
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