King Xiaoyao took out a cigarette and handed it over, "Come on one?"

Jiang Chen shook his head slightly and said weakly: "No, I won't quit."

Since being poisoned by the poison, Jiang Chen has felt very disgusted, nauseated, and vomited when smoking.

"Huo, is General Huo okay?"

"Well, I'm not dead yet, but I have to keep it for a while."

"I'm sorry to them." Jiang Chen looked guilty.

The King of Xiaoyao stopped slightly, "As a soldier, you are always ready to sacrifice your life for the country. You are also a soldier and a soldier. You should also be prepared for this."

As the commander of the first army, King Xiaoyao is used to seeing separation from life and death.

This is his soldier, and he feels very uncomfortable, but he always has to accept the facts.

Soon, Xu Qing pushed the wheelchair.

She pushed Jiang Chen out of the military district hospital and went to the Martyrs Cemetery.

There are dozens of brand new tombstones here.

When Jiang Chen came here, he stood up from his wheelchair and looked at the dozens of brand new tombstones in front of him. He raised his right hand, his middle finger was in line with his eyebrows, and gave a military salute.

Their real warriors are real heroes.

"It was you who gave me life, and it was you who used your life to make me survive. Brothers, go ahead, as long as I can survive, I will protect your family."

Jiang Chen burst into tears in dismay.

On the side, King Xiaoyao and Xu Qing didn't speak, just stared silently.

After a while, Xu Qing walked over and reminded: "Brother Jiang, it's windy here, you're weak, go back first."

Jiang Chen took a deep breath and sat in a wheelchair.

Xu Qing pushed him away.

King Xiaoyao followed.

The King of Xiaoyao said, "The box you found is in the cabinet next to your hospital bed."

"Um."

Jiang Chen nodded.

If he had known that so many things would have happened, he would never have asked these soldiers to go.
Chapter completed!