Chapter 1360 Return halfway 3

Of course Lu Jiang had also read the brief histories of characters that Feng Qingxue had read.

After hearing his wife's words, his eyes flashed. He looked at Luo Cheng carefully and immediately remembered who he was. The difference was that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, Luo Cheng was in politics instead of in the army, so he didn't recognize him for a while. He quickly He saluted the old man with a military salute and said, "Hello Comrade Luo Cheng, I am Lu Jiang. Your reputation is so great that we, the younger generation, are not worth mentioning in front of you."

Since this is Luocheng, there is no need to worry about the safety of his wife.

However, Lu Jiang still asked Xibao to accompany Luo Cheng and his wife to get off the bus and return to Beijing, hoping that he could use the good fortune of his wife and son to turn the corner and not die of a heart attack on the road as recorded in history.

Historically, Luo Cheng's death date is today.

Feng Qingxue also thought of this, so she took good care of Luo Cheng along the way until he arrived at the hospital safely.

Luo Cheng refused several times because he didn't want to trouble Feng Qingxue, so Xibao always said: "Grandpa, you have to be obedient. Only if you obey can you get candy."

The middle-aged man following Luo Cheng was Luo Cheng's guard Cao Hong. I don't know how he contacted him. Anyway, when Feng Qingxue and her son got off the bus with Luo Cheng, a jeep immediately took them to Beijing.

This stop was a small one and there was no suitable hospital, so Cao Hong advocated rushing back to the capital immediately.

The speed is very fast. After getting off the bus, we got on the bus and arrived at our destination in half an hour.

Luo Cheng's status is unusual. Even after retirement, his level is still the same as before retirement, and he enjoys all the benefits before retirement. As soon as he arrived at the hospital, a doctor immediately rushed to check him and entered into intense treatment.

Although Luo Cheng's condition was relieved on the road, it was not eradicated and still required professional treatment.

Feng Qingxue was waiting outside the emergency room with Xibao. She was an adult and could still endure it. However, Xibao was so sleepy that his head almost fell to the ground. Feng Qingxue supported him and leaned on her shoulders.

After a while, Xibao fell asleep.

Cao Hong noticed this scene and said hurriedly: "Comrade Qingxue, I will arrange for you and Comrade Xibao to go to the guest house to rest first. Comrade Luo's condition is a bit serious. I don't know when he will be able to come out!"

Feng Qingxue shook her head and said: "We are very worried about Comrade Luo. Let's wait until he comes out before leaving here to rest."

Cao Hong felt warm in his heart after hearing this. No wonder everyone who mentioned Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue spoke highly of them.

Luo Cheng's admission to the hospital was no small matter. He couldn't hide it from his superiors. After reporting it as usual, someone rushed over immediately.

Feng Qingxue wrapped her son in a military coat and forcibly cheered up. When she glanced around, she saw Wang Xinsheng's figure and stood up involuntarily, "Uncle Wang, are you here?"

In addition to the old leader, several leaders came, including Wang Xinsheng and Lu Shuai, which showed the importance of Luo Cheng's status.

It took Wang Xinsheng a long time to see Feng Qingxue and Xibao rubbing his eyes, with a surprised look on his face, "Didn't you two go back?"

Feng Qingxue smiled sheepishly. Cao Hong, who was next to him, covered up the turmoil in his heart and hurriedly explained: "Comrade Luo fell ill on the train. Fortunately, Comrade Qingxue received timely treatment and was able to turn the corner. And because of Comrade Lu Jiang and Qingxue Comrade was worried, so Comrade Qingxue followed him back to the capital."

After listening to this, several leaders suddenly realized, and at the same time they had a deeper understanding of Feng Qingxue's medical skills.

. . I haven’t deleted as much as I wrote. I’ll update it in the evening. Tickets