At 10:07 a.m., Situ Qinglang and his father Situ Zheng took a flight to Yuehai City. About three hours later, the flight landed at the airport.

Situ Qinglang took a taxi from the airport carrying the gifts he brought from Beiting City. After getting in, he asked his father: "Does Uncle He know we are coming?"

"I didn't tell Lao He, I'm afraid he doesn't want to answer my phone." Situ Zheng sighed repeatedly, "Let's go directly, so as not to be turned away before even meeting him."

Situ Qinglang sighed, really not knowing how to explain this inexplicable thing from the beginning.

Situ Zheng said to the driver: "Please go to the Yuenan Military Region compound."

The driver responded, turned around at the intersection in front, and drove the two to the family courtyard of the special forces of Yuenan Military Region.

Yuehai City is a city in Linhai. It is cold, humid and windy in winter. Situ Qinglang doesn't like this damn city at all, so he can only read the magazines in the car.

An hour later, the driver pulled the two to the entrance of the Yuehai Military Region compound. Situ Qinglang paid the money and got off the taxi with his father one by one.

There was a gun guard guard at the door. Situ Qinglang stepped forward, handed over his officer certificate, and registered, saying that he wanted to visit Chief He Weiming.

When the guard saw Situ Qinglang's military rank, he vaguely felt that Situ Zheng was extraordinary and looked familiar, so he saluted and let the two go away.

Situ and his son walked along the main road in the courtyard to the innermost single-family villa. Situ Zheng stopped, narrowed his eyes and looked at the house with the innermost curtains closed, and coughed and said, "It's this place. Go knock on the door and see if Lao He is at home."

Situ Qinglang went up to ring the doorbell. After a moment, a woman of a servant who looked like Aunt Zhang, who was about the same age as Aunt Zhang, was wiping her hands out in an apron, looking at them and asked, "Is it two people--"

"I am an old comrade-in-arms of Chief He Weiming. I'll take a look at him. Is he at home?" Situ Zheng said straight to the point.

The servant came to his senses and said apologetically: "Sir, I'm sorry, the master is not at home, and he is in the hospital with his wife."

"Which hospital?" Situ Zheng asked.

"Yuehai People's Liberation Army Hospital is located in the 401 Special Care Unit of the Cardiology and Brain Department on the fourth floor." The servant replied skillfully, "Do you want me to call and notify me first?"

"No need, let's go to the hospital now, thank you." Situ Qinglang refused politely.

The father and son were in vain, and the weather was cold and they had to call a taxi to go to the People's Liberation Army Hospital again.

Aunt's ward is on the fourth floor. After Situ Qinglang went upstairs, he asked the young nurse at the nurse station. Then he made sure and followed his father to meet Chief He and his wife with the nurse.

The moment the young nurse pushed open the door, Situ Qinglang saw He Jing first, followed by Uncle He, whose hair seemed to have turned white overnight, and then Aunt He, who was lying on the hospital bed, was pale.

He felt guilty in his heart, and Situ Qinglang called respectfully: "Uncle He, my dad and I come to see you, and also look at my aunt."

"Situ Qinglang, what are you doing, you bastard!" He Jing screamed, "Get out!"

She acted as she grabbed the fruit basket on the side and smashed it on Situ Qinglang. He Weiming hurriedly stopped her and said, "Xiaojing, don't make a fuss! Qinglang didn't blame you for causing trouble for him, but you even scolded him! Are you still polite?"

He Jing stomped his feet and squeezed out from Situ Qinglang. He hit him hard, almost knocking off the gift in his hand.

Situ Qinglang was really unable to resist what He Jing did. If it weren't for Aunt He was still lying on the hospital bed, he would have wanted to ask He Jing on the spot why he had done such a thing.

"Old He, I'm so sorry. My slander makes you so sad!" Situ Zheng caught up two steps later, walked into the ward quickly, and held the hand of his old comrade-in-arms.

Aunt He was awakened by her daughter's screams. Just now she had difficulty opening her eyes. Situ Qinglang placed the gift at her bedside and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I've made you angry. I'll see you."

Aunt He is a woman with a gentle temperament. At this moment, she just shook her head when she saw Qinglang, her eyes turned red, and she couldn't help but shed tears again.

What happened to her baby daughter, she was so desperate that she wanted to hang herself. Who wouldn't be heartbroken about this?

"Qingling, it's our Xiaojing who is sorry for you, letting you be implicated." Her voice trembled.

The He family is all reasonable, so Situ Qinglang felt that he had owed Uncle He's parents, and he seemed to have no way to repay the debt.

When old comrades meet, there is no need for too many greetings. Situ Zheng goes straight to the point and declares his purpose.

"Old He, this time, apart from bringing me, a foul vil, to apologize, the most important thing is to ask you, the children were originally an unintentional act, and they were so uncontrollable that they were out of control. Don't you think it's strange?"

"How come I don't feel like this? I asked Xiaojing if she offended anyone, but look at her mental state-" He Weiming shook her head, "To be honest, I didn't have the time to think about these things carefully. Who do you think it's possible?"

"It's not just for your Xiaojing, I feel it's more like it's for Qinglang. We don't understand the Internet. But I heard Qinglang's meaning. Logically, this kind of disturbing military discipline should not be exposed. But I didn't expect that this time it was exposed, but it's still like this - is that word called popular, right?" Situ Zheng asked Qinglang.

Situ Qinglang nodded and took the conversation and said, "You must ask the superiors for such news in advance whether they can pass it. Since it has not been filtered, it means that there is still a wave of people who want to see the matter make a big deal, including the subsequent operations that escalate the entire incident, which should have been done on purpose."

He Weiming thought for a moment when he heard this, lowered his voice and said, "Can Qinglang be in the limelight recently? Some people want to slash his spirit? After all, according to Qinglang's future development plan, there is still a lot of hope to compete - that one."

"I'm thinking so too. I'm wondering if it was done by Meng Cheng's subordinates."

The name Mengcheng suddenly rang in Situ Qinglang's ears like a thunderclap. If he was unfamiliar with this name, then he would be more familiar with Meng Feng, the son of Meng Cheng.

Not long ago, they had a meeting with each other bye bye. He was just wondering how he met Meng Feng in Beiting City. Logically speaking, he should be in Lanqing City.

The Lanchuan Military Region owned by Lanqing City is the third largest military region with strong military strength, known as the "three-legged" along with the Beiting Military Region and the Yuenan Military Region. Meng Cheng is the leader of the Lanchuan Military Region, and Meng Feng is the youngest major general in the Lanchuan Military Region. His abilities are comparable to Situ Qinglang.

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