"I have already thought it clearly, please let me be this breaking man..."

After thinking about it overnight, Zhao Jueming submitted his breakthrough strategy to the headquarters.

The alienated human organization wants to induce the rebellion against Zhao Xiaohui.

This is a plan of the Star Beast civilization, with the goal of getting a "base scalpel". If nothing is done and things continue to develop, sooner or later something will happen.

Therefore, Zhao Jueming made a very decisive decision.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Zhao Anya was a little surprised when she heard the plan he proposed.

"I have considered it very clearly. This is my way to break the deadlock and the only thing I can do." Zhao Jueming nodded solemnly.

When he said this, he felt his left chest tightness, and he covered it with his hands, and a little painful expression appeared on his face.

"Are you okay?" Zhao Anya looked a little wrong when she saw him.

"It's okay, it's an old problem. Keep talking about the serious business." Zhao Jueming waved his hand.

"The headquarters has approved your application and agreed to your way of breaking the deadlock." Zhao Anya showed him the approval opinion.

"Since the headquarters has agreed, then start as soon as possible." Zhao Jueming held his left chest with his hand pressing harder.

"Okay. The headquarters has contacted the Affiliated Hospital of the Academy of Military Sciences, let's go now." Zhao Anya stood up and waved to someone to help him into the car.

Zhao Jueming raised his hand, endured the angina pectoris and said, "I have another request."

"You said," Zhao Anya asked.

"If my method succeeds, give Xiaohui more space." Zhao Jueming said.

...

afternoon.

Zhao Xiaohui rushed to the door of the operating room of the Affiliated Hospital of the Military Academy and looked nervous: "What's wrong with my dad? What's wrong with my dad?"

Zhao Anya stopped her and replied in a serious tone: "You are undergoing surgery, so you'd better be quiet. If it affects the internal surgery, it's hard to say what consequences will happen."

Zhao Xiaohui looked anxious, but she didn't dare to do anything out of the ordinary, so she had to sit in the bench, rubbing her fingers with her hands constantly, very nervous.

"What's wrong with my dad? Why did he have a sudden surgery?" Zhao Xiaohui's voice trembled slightly.

"You should know what old problems your dad has." Zhao Anya did not answer.

"But yesterday was fine." Zhao Xiaohui frowned and said with a look.

"Actually, you know the reason, why bother ask me?" Zhao Anya did not directly answer her doubts.

In fact, Zhao Xiaohui was able to guess the general reason, but she didn't want to admit it without hearing the answer from others.

"What kind of surgery did my dad do?" Zhao Xiaohui asked again.

"Heart stent." Zhao Anya replied.

Six hours later, the operation was over.

It took another twelve hours before Zhao Jueming slowly woke up from the anesthesia effect.

Zhao Xiaohui lay beside the bed and was already asleep.

Outside the ward, soldiers from the Awakening Force were guarded.

After Zhao Jueming woke up, he saw his daughter lying on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to stroke the soft hair on her forehead, and his face was full of love and heartache.

Zhao Xiaohui woke up and saw that her father had woken up. She quickly stood up and ran out of the ward and shouted: "My dad is awake, my dad is awake, where is the doctor? Call the doctor over."

The doctor did not come, but Zhao Anya was here.

"How do you feel?" Zhao Anya stood in front of the hospital bed and observed Zhao Jueming's complexion.

Zhao Jueming had just undergone a major operation and is now very weak. He only has the strength to speak, and his voice is full of breath: "I'm fine."

Zhao Anya looked at the documents in her hand and took the initiative to say, "Did you say it? Or do I say it?"

"I'll just say it. Xiaohui, sit down." Zhao Jueming's tone suddenly became serious.

Zhao Xiaohui frowned and sat down on the chair in front of the hospital bed. She obviously felt something was going to happen, but she didn't dare to talk nonsense.

She felt guilty now and she didn't dare to stimulate her father anymore.

Zhao Juoming said slowly: "Xiaohui, I just had an operation and a heart stent."

"Well, I know. I will get better in the future." Zhao Xiaohui nodded quickly.

"You know this, but there is one thing you don't know. In addition to putting it in the bracket, there is another thing in my heart." Zhao Jueming changed his mind and suddenly said another key point.

"Another thing?" Zhao Xiaohui frowned, and she suddenly felt a bad premonition.

"Yes, another thing." Zhao Jueming's tone was very serious.

"What is it?" Zhao Xiaohui asked quickly.

"A miniature bomb." Zhao Jueming's voice suddenly became cold and harsh. Even though his voice was very weak, it still showed a sense of determination.

Zhao Xiaohui's eyes widened and jumped up from the chair in shock.

She was stunned for three seconds, then turned around and glared at Zhao Anya, and said angrily: "You..."

Zhao Anya held the document in front of her and shook it, saying, "This is your father's own application, it's useless to glare at me."

Zhao Xiaohui's eyes were a little wet, and she looked at her father, her voice a little dumb: "Why?"

Zhao Jueming said in a decisive tone: "I have already thought it clearly. I don't want to see my daughter stand opposite to humanity one day.

"If there really is one day, I hope I can die before that, at least Xiaohui in my memory is still beautiful.

“I made the application, and when I was doing the heart stent, I put a miniature bomb in it.

"There is only one trigger point for detonation, which is your betrayal.

"As long as this happens, I will never see your betrayal. If you still stick to what you think, then I can close my eyes."

He said this, slowly closed his eyes and exhaled slowly.

Zhao Xiaohui clenched her fists and struggled very much.

She was both regretful, angry, guilty and annoyed in her heart.

She didn't dare to have an attack. Yesterday's quarrel was not very intense, and it all stimulated her father to get sick. She had just finished the operation. If she quarrels again, she would not dare to continue thinking.

She turned around, looked at Zhao Anya, held back the tears in her eyes and asked, "Can you take it out? Can you take it out?"

"I applied to put the bomb in, and I won't agree to take it out. As long as you are well, this bomb will never work." Zhao Jueming immediately refused.

Zhao Xiaohui sat back in the chair, covered her face with her hands, and started crying.

Zhao Jueming wanted to reach out to touch his daughter, but his hand had no strength, so he lifted it and then fell back.

"Don't cry, Dad is very good now. As long as you are well, you will get better in the future." Zhao Jueming comforted.

Instead of stopping to cry, Zhao Xiaohui cried louder, lay on the hospital bed and sobbed, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I'm sorry..."
Chapter completed!