Song Yuanchao was stunned and subconsciously took two steps back.

A strange 212 stopped in front of him in the middle of the night, and it was at the Chuncheng Railway Station, a place he was unfamiliar with. Song Yuanchao could not help but be wary.

For a moment, Song Yuanchao was even ready to run, and the direction he ran was naturally towards the train station. Don't worry, there are staff and security personnel there, and you can ask them for help.

But at this moment, one end of the cab window of 212 was rolled down, and a middle-aged man poked his head out from inside and asked Song Yuanchao: "Are you Comrade Song Yuanchao from Yanjing?"

"I am, you are...?" Song Yuanchao was stunned for a moment. Could it be that Lin Daoyuan came to pick him up through connections? But he didn't hear Lin Daoyuan mention it before he set off.

"My surname is Kang, you can just call me Lao Kang. It's very late today. You've just arrived and you're not familiar with this place. Besides, it's not safe to go out at night. Secretary Wang specially asked me to pick you up and take you to the guest house."

"Secretary Wang?" Song Yuanchao was stunned, and immediately remembered Comrade Wang who had been accompanying Mr. Jiang, and couldn't help but ask tentatively: "The Secretary Wang you are talking about is the one beside Mr. Jiang...?"

"Yes, it's Secretary Jiang's secretary, Secretary Wang." Lao Kang nodded, and Song Yuanchao felt relieved now. Since it was arranged by Comrade Wang, it must be Mr. Jiang's intention. Listening to Lao Kang's words, what kind of secretary did Mr. Jiang mean?

But Song Yuanchao didn't care. Who the other party was and what his position had to do with him?

After thanking Song Yuanchao, who was carrying his luggage, he got into the car. After he was seated firmly, Lao Kang stepped on the accelerator and drove into the darkness. About ten minutes later, 212 drove into a gate and followed the door.

After driving a hundred meters along the road, we came to a guest house. This guest house looked a little different from ordinary guest houses, but Song Yuanchao couldn't see the sign hanging outside clearly at night.

Lao Kang parked the car at the door and helped Song Yuanchao carry his luggage to the guest house. The person on duty at the guest house knew Lao Kang. When he heard the footsteps, he looked up and saw that it was him who hurriedly stepped forward to greet him. Lao Kang stepped forward to explain to him.

After a few words, the other party smiled and nodded, and then directly opened a room for Song Yuanchao without asking him for a letter of introduction.

Song Yuanchao's room was at the east end of the corridor on the second floor. The room faced south and had a one-bedroom-one-living layout. Although the interior layout was not as high-end as that of later star hotels, it was generous and clean.

More importantly, the room not only has a telephone and a TV, but also has independent bathroom facilities, which is extremely rare in ordinary guest houses. After entering the room, the guest house people asked Song Yuanchao if he was satisfied with the room. Song Yuanchao was certainly very satisfied.

, took the initiative to thank the other party, and at the same time asked the other party's name and position. Only then did he find out that this unassuming man was Director Jiao of the guest house.

After delivering two bottles of hot water to Song Yuanchao, Director Jiao asked Song Yuanchao what else he needed. If he was hungry, there was a small kitchen in the guest house. Although the chef was off work now, it would not be a problem to give Song Yuanchao a bowl of noodles and an egg.

In response, Song Yuanchao expressed his gratitude and rejected the other party's kindness. This was beyond his expectation. Guesthouses with such conditions were rare in Shanghai and Yanjing.

After seeing off the driver Lao Kang and Director Jiao, Song Yuanchao washed himself hastily, fell on the bed and fell asleep for a while. He was exhausted from the journey. The key was that he was too tired from chatting with Mr. Jiang, and now he was at the guest house.

I started snoring within a few seconds of hitting the pillow.

The next day, Song Yuanchao woke up to the sunshine and the chirping of birds. When he opened his eyes, he saw the sunshine outside the window falling on him. There was green outside, and many birds were chirping happily in the forest.

The chatter is so lively.

Look at the time, it's already seven o'clock in the morning. After a dreamless night, my young body has regained its vitality.

Song Yuanchao got up, washed up, opened the door and went downstairs. When he got downstairs, he happened to meet Director Jiao last night.

"Comrade Song, you're morning. Are you up? Did you sleep well?" Director Jiao greeted Song Yuanchao with a smile.

"You, Director Zaojiao, are you busy so early? I remember you were on duty last night, right?"

"Haha, this is how we do service work. We have long been used to it." Director Jiao said with a smile, and then said: "By the way, Comrade Song, this used to be a small restaurant, and now there is breakfast. You can go there

Have something to eat on the side."

"Thank you. By the way, I came late yesterday and I haven't registered yet. In addition, the rent and deposit..." Before Song Yuanchao could finish speaking, Director Jiao waved his hand and said with a smile: "Comrade Song, you don't need these.

, you are a distinguished guest sent by Lao Kang, and Lao Kang told me that you

Secretary Wang has specifically asked us to stay here, so you can just stay here. Let me tell you about the three meal times in our guest house every day. Breakfast is from 6 to 8 in the morning, and lunch is from 11 to 12.

Half, dinner starts at six o'clock and ends at eight o'clock in the evening."

"During these times, you can eat in a small restaurant or go out to eat by yourself. If you need a banquet, you can tell me in advance and I will arrange it. However, the cost of the banquet cannot be waived. You have to pay for it yourself.

…….”

He thanked Director Jiao, but Song Yuanchao still insisted on paying to register for accommodation. He, Mr. Jiang and Secretary Wang just met by chance on the road. Although he guessed Mr. Jiang's identity, it was not easy, but Song Yuanchao did not like to owe favors.

People, not to mention that it was a great help for the other party to arrange for him to stay in this guest house. It is not Song Yuanchao's character to stay here for nothing.

Moreover, Song Yuanchao was not short of money, and considering that he might have to live here for a long time, it would be more appropriate to pay for it himself.

Seeing Song Yuanchao's persistence, Director Jiao no longer forced him, and personally took him to register and collect the accommodation deposit. After completing the formalities, Director Jiao took him directly to a small restaurant for dinner.

Song Yuanchao had a simple breakfast in the small restaurant. After breakfast, he went back upstairs to get something. He called Lin Yan in the room and told her that he had arrived.

After a brief chat on the phone, Song Yuanchao hung up the phone. He went downstairs to ask Director Jiao for directions, and then left the guest house.

After leaving the guest house, Song Yuanchao noticed the sign of the guest house that he had not seen clearly last night. Only then did he see that there was a sign of the Provincial Party Committee Guest House hanging outside the guest house. Seeing this sign, Song Yuanchao was slightly startled.

Before going out, Song Yuanchao specifically asked Director Jiao for a map of Chuncheng. Song Yuanchao visited Chuncheng in later generations, but the Chuncheng of today is very different from the Chuncheng of later generations. Except for some old lanes and streets, many places are different.

.

As the capital of Southwest Province, Chuncheng is naturally a big city, but compared to Shanghai and Hainan, cities like Yanjing are still inferior in many ways.

Coupled with the current war in the southwest, many soldiers and military vehicles in military uniforms can be seen passing by in Spring City. In addition, there are also ordinary people and ordinary people wearing ethnic minority costumes on the road.

The military hospital was some distance from the guest house. After Song Yuanchao left the guest house, he took a bus at the opposite bus station and changed buses midway. It took him nearly an hour to find the place.

When they arrived at the place, they could see the military hospital building not far away. Song Yuanchao walked quickly towards it. As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by the guard.

"Comrade, please show me your ID!" The guard was a very young soldier, carrying a Type 56 automatic rifle. He had a green face and looked like he had not been a soldier for a long time.

Song Yuanchao stopped, took out his student ID card and letter of introduction from his pocket and handed them over. At the same time, he explained: "Hello comrade, I am here to visit the patient. I come from Yanjing. Here are my ID cards and

letter of introduction."

The guard took the student ID card and the letter of introduction and read it. He looked at the student ID card first and was a little surprised when he saw that it was from Yenching University. He then opened it carefully and checked the photo and stamp on it, as well as Song Yuanchao's appearance.

After checking that everything was correct, the guard looked at the letter of introduction, the stamp on the letter of introduction, and the issuing unit. After all of them were correct, the guard raised his hand and motioned to Song Yuanchao: "Please follow me here to register."

"Okay, thank you." Song Yuanchao thanked him and followed the young guard to the guard room to register. After the registration was completed, he took back his student ID card and letter of introduction, asked for the direction to the ward building, and then checked again.

He thanked the other person and walked towards the inside of the hospital.

The military hospital is quite large, with one main building and four auxiliary buildings, as well as some ancillary buildings.

Walking all the way through the hospital, many were soldiers wearing military uniforms, or doctors and nurses wearing white coats outside the military uniforms. When Song Yuanchao arrived in front of the second annex building, he came over to ask someone. If he was right, Lin Yuhang should be there.

In this building, after entering the building, Song Yuanchao

After looking at the situation on the next floor, he didn't see the familiar service desk. There were only a few doctors, nurses and patients walking around in the building. Song Yuanchao thought about it and walked straight to the stairs. He just turned the corner in front and saw a hurried person.

The people approaching almost bumped into each other.

This happened without any warning, which startled Song Yuanchao. Song Yuanchao quickly dodged to the side, but luckily he didn't hit him directly.

"Why is it you?"

After taking a closer look, the person he almost bumped into turned out to be someone he knew, and this person was Luo Yang's sister Luo Lin.

Standing in front of him was Luo Lin, who was much darker and thinner than the last time they met. She was wearing a military uniform with four pockets and a military cap. Her long hair was coiled in the brim of the hat. She was holding an enamel basin in her hand.

There were a few pieces of clothes in there that seemed to be washed, and there was a sad look on his slightly haggard face.

"Are you...?" Luo Lin didn't recognize Song Yuanchao at first. After all, they had only met once, but she felt that Song Yuanchao looked familiar.

"Song Yuanchao, Yanzi's partner, we met once in Lao Mo."

"Ah! I remembered it!" Luo Lin was a little surprised.

"Why are you here?"

"I have been in Chuncheng for a long time. After our last meeting in Lao Mo, our group came to the front line to express condolences."

"It's been more than half a year since the last time, and you've been here all this time?"

"Of course not. I spend most of my time on the front line. Chuncheng is the rear area. I just returned to Chuncheng with the regiment a few days ago for repairs. Moreover, we will be returning to Chuncheng soon after staying in Chuncheng for a few days. Next, we will be sent by other military regions.

The comrades from the cultural troupe took over our work, so our mission has been completed."

So that was the case. Song Yuanchao suddenly realized that no wonder Luo Lin had lost a lot of weight. It seemed that the front line was really hard, even for literary and artistic workers like them.

"Song Yuanchao, did you come alone?"

"Yes, I just arrived yesterday." Song Yuanchao nodded, and then asked Luo Lin: "You are here... is your comrade in hospital?"

"No, it's a friend who is hospitalized. I have time to come and take care of him these days..." Speaking of this, Luo Lin suddenly seemed to remember something. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Song Yuanchao. After a moment, she asked doubtfully: "I said Song Yuanchao
Chapter completed!