"Yang Zhongyong, I want to thank you for doing such a big favor that I let out this anger in my heart today." Qiu Danming grinded his teeth and smiled happily in his heart.

At this moment, the room was already in chaos, and nurses and doctors were busy running around. Then, leaders of various party and state rushed over here to visit this important official of the country.

However, no matter how hard the doctors and nurses work, no matter how concerned the leaders of the Party and the country are, in the end, this great giant who once stood in the east of Asia like Mount Tai did not wake up again and collapsed with a bang.

Perhaps, without that disobedient son, he might be able to live for at least half a day. Although this half day is not a big deal for healthy people, young people will even worry about how to spend this half day.

However, for such a big man who can be called the backbone of the country, it is extremely precious. He can explain many things and plan many major events that concern the national economy and people's livelihood. Unfortunately, until the end, he did not wake up again, so he said one more sentence.[

In the ward, Qiu Danming and Qiu Tong cried in a dark and could not tell anything. They even fainted several times. Even many leaders couldn't help but feel moved, but those who really knew the inside story wanted to stab the father and son with a knife. These two despicable, despicable, dog father and son.

On a building two hundred meters opposite the 301 Hospital, Liang Chen stood in front of the window with his hands on his back, frowned and looked at a window in the middle of the hospital. Suddenly, his heart was just a beat, and then there was a torn pain.

"What's going on?" Liang Chen covered his chest and took a few hurried breaths, but his chest was still stuffy, as if a huge rock was pressing against it.

"Is it that it is General Qiu, who has gone?" Some ominous sign suddenly surged in Liang Chen's heart, and his heart quickly sank.

At this moment, the phone on the table rang. Liang Chen answered the phone, and Yang Zhongyong couldn't suppress the crying sounds, "Xiao Chenzi, General, he has passed away..."

"What..." Liang Chen grabbed the phone and froze there in an instant, and even his thinking fell into a pause. The sudden bad news immediately made him feel dizzy.

That historical giant who once dominated the fate of the entire country, the great politician who was devoted to serving the people, the mainstay who once led countless people of lofty ideals to strive for the establishment of a new China, just like that?

He remembered how the old man guided him in that small courtyard, how the old man answered his loudly in response to his questions, how the letter he once gave him was as strong as a hero, and how he once praised him and encouraged him.

The scenes of the past slid silently before his eyes, but finally formed a sad and peaceful picture - the old man lay on the bed without a word, covered with a layer of white bed sheets. He seemed tired and didn't want to move anymore, just wanted to sleep there, rest in peace, and didn't want to wake up again.

Tears kept gushing out of their eyes like springs, wetting the phone in their hands, moistening the collars on their chests, falling on the ground, and smashing out a bunch of tiny dust.

"Actually, he could have lived for half a day, but because Qiu Danming and Qiu Tong and his son deliberately angered him, the general went in advance. They blamed me for this matter. If I hadn't wanted to seek justice for you, I hurriedly told the old general that the general would not have been angry with them and settled the score with them, and they would not have been angry to death by their father and son. General, I'm sorry for you..." Yang Zhongyong could no longer control his emotions on the phone and cried bitterly. Invisibly, he had already regarded Liang Chen as the object of confiding and crying.

"It's Qiu Danming and Qiu Tong again, okay, very good, very good, I remember them. As long as I, Liang Chen, don't die, one day, I will make them pay the price." Liang Chen's steel teeth sounded and pinched the phone tightly.

"Forget it, don't think about taking revenge now. Qiu Danming and Qiu Tong are not something you can afford. Now, you go, the farther you go, the better, and it's better not to come back in the future. Before the death of the old general, he had already let out a sigh of anger for you and completely expelled the father and son from the Qiu family. In the future, all the mainstream political resources of the Qiu family will no longer be tilted towards them. So, let them be rampant for a while, and there will be opportunities to deal with them slowly in the future.

Before this, you must be careful of your whereabouts and not let Qiutong and the others discover that they always think you are dead. In this way, they will relax their vigilance against you and not continue to cause trouble for you. I will try my best to protect your Chaoyang, and I will deal with him for you, and I will give you an explanation. Let's do this first, I will deal with the general's funeral and hang up the phone." Yang Zhongyong said all this in a grief and hung up the phone.

Liang Chen stood there in a daze holding a phone that kept ringing blindly. After a long time, he sighed heavily and sat back into the chair weakly. After thinking about it, he picked up the phone and dialed a few numbers. Soon, the phone was connected.

"Mr. Shen Wangshan?" Liang Chen sorted out his thoughts and asked softly.

"Xiao Chenzi? Haha, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you doing?" The cheerful voice of Shen Wangshan from Macau came from the opposite side. It seemed that he could hear Liang Chen's voice, and he was very happy.

"Master Shen, I'm in big trouble and need your help." Liang Chen said bluntly, without any past.

"What can make the current King of Dark Order of Northeast China so heavy? Let's hear it? What are you doing?" Shen Wangshan became a little solemn when he heard it and asked quickly.
Chapter completed!