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Jiang Xi looked at the sick young master lying on the hospital bed, and then glanced at Qin Zhuo'an behind him who couldn't suppress his nervousness. He felt relieved and put his hand on his pulse to feel. The more he felt, the more worried he became. shock.

This pulse condition has been weakened to the extreme, and it looks like there is no way to save it. Even if it is really used to hang on to life with precious medicinal materials every day, it will only make the dying person endure more painful days.

Jiang Xi pondered for a long time and sighed: "Get ready for the funeral!"

The cold barrel of the gun touched his temple. Qin Zhuoan no longer looked as calm and joking as before. His hand was on the trigger, his eyes were a little red, and there was an indelible sense of exhaustion in his voice: "Jiang Hey, don't joke with me."

"I'm not kidding." Jiang Xi said with a straight face, not afraid of Qin Zhuo'an's gun barrel pressing against his lifeline, and clearly announced Yan Qingning's condition: "I told you earlier, this young master himself My body is weak, and I received another kick from you, neither light nor heavy.

If you are good at giving birth and taking care of yourself, you can still live for a few years. If you are not good at giving birth and taking care of yourself, you may lose your life in a year or two. "

Qin Zhuo'an's hand dropped weakly, and the barrel of the gun that was pressed against Jiang Xi was pinned to his side again. He asked in a dumb voice: "How can I make him live a few more years?"

"Suspending his life with precious medicinal materials can keep him alive for a long time!" Jiang Xi pushed his hand away, rolled his eyes at him, and turned to pack his medicine box: "But I have to remind you, this young master My body is very weak. The root of my illness was caused by your kick earlier, and now my emotions have gone through great ups and downs, and the functions of many organs in my body have failed a lot."

"Even if you really want to hang him to death and let him live, it will only be two or three years later at most, and the pain will be severe while he is alive."

Facing the reality that he was dying, Yan Qingning behaved too normally. He even said nothing, silently accepting this extremely cruel reality for him.

Qin Zhuo'an stepped forward and grabbed his hand, half squatting beside the bed, as if coaxing a child: "Will you stay alive?"

"Qin Zhuo'an..." His voice was very soft, so soft that you couldn't hear him clearly unless you got close.He just called Qin Zhuo'an's name, and the sharp questioning had long since disappeared from his cold words. He could only laugh at himself: "Qin Zhuo'an, do I have the right to choose?"

He was right. Since the fall of the Yan family, he had gone from a noble young master to a toy for entertainment, with no control over his life or death.

"To be honest, euthanasia is the best destination for him." Probably because of the doctor's benevolence, Jiang Xi couldn't bear to see it. After packing the medicine box, he couldn't help but persuade Qin Zhuoan: "If you I really feel sorry for him, it’s better to let him die early and get relief.”

"To shut up!"

The gun landed at Jiang Xi's feet, frightening him. He glanced at Qin Zhuo'an, who was like a trapped animal.

This guy really wanted to kill me just now!

This realization made Jiang Xiyou feel scared from the bottom of his heart. He did not dare to stay any longer. He hugged his medicine box tightly and ran as fast as he was fleeing.

Yan Qingning's face was extremely pale. He closed his eyes and turned away, not wanting to look at Qin Zhuo'an again. "Marshal Qin, although I am a dying man, I will do what I promised you."

Qin Zhuoan knew what he was referring to. He moved his lips and wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to speak.He obviously wanted to be subdued, but for some reason he became sharp when he said it: "I hope you can remember your responsibilities well."

It's obvious that what he wants to say is just to persuade Yan Qingning to live, and it's obvious that he just wants to make him happy...

"I will remember it." Yan Qingning's voice was a little heavy. He felt his eyelids were a little heavy and said in a dull voice: "If Marshal Qin has nothing else to do, please allow me some time to rest. I am tired."

"I will take you out for a walk tomorrow." After Qin Zhuoan finished speaking, he didn't care whether he was willing to respond or not. He leaned over and tucked him in silently, then turned around and left with his military cap.

He even closed the door very gently, for fear of disturbing Yan Qingning.

It stands to reason that since he betrayed his former commander, he has never been so cautious for fear of causing displeasure.Most of the time, others stood in front of him tremblingly, fearful of the gun in his barrel, and spoke to him with false compliments mixed with a high degree of pretense.

But Yan Qingning...he is different from others.

He is like a weirdo of this era, using advanced thinking to view this backward and chaotic era. Even though he is torn and bruised by the era, he still has a pair of light eyes and is full of hope to change the world.

Qin Zhuo'an didn't want to think about it anymore, lowered the brim of his hat to block his red eyes, and ordered the guard beside him: "Watch this young master and don't let him make any mistakes."

The guard responded, standing in a military posture, holding a gun and guarding the side, like two door gods.

"Commander, there is a new battle report from Wencheng that you need to review." The butler handed over a cowhide bag with a somewhat anxious look on his face.

Qin Zhuoan restrained his restless emotions and glanced briefly at Wencheng's latest battle report - the border town was lost, and many nearby villages were ambushed. The reactionary forces colluded with the Chiang Kai-shek warlords and combined with external forces to defeat them. Caught off guard.

He put away this extremely unfavorable battle report for them, turned around and walked towards the meeting hall.

There were many people gathered in the meeting hall, and most of them had troubled expressions on their faces. They seemed to have made a lot of guesses about the latest war situation in Wencheng.

Qin Zhuoan had a rough idea of ​​the battle situation in Wencheng. His expression was calm, his eyes were steady, and his words were reassuring: "Wencheng's border area was lost. Although most of the nearby villages were ambushed, our main force is still there." Staying in the city and sending additional manpower to support from two directions can form an encirclement and trap the opponent's power in the protective circle they set up."

"Jiang Qi has colluded with the reactionary forces that are the remnants of feudalism. Foreign forces will continue to come to support them through coastal means. What we have to do is to cut off the supply routes of coastal foreign forces and leave Jiang Qi isolated and helpless. .”

"In supporting Wencheng, we can only win but not lose. Otherwise, Jiang Qi's power will gradually grow and expand. When the time comes, he will spare no effort to wipe out us, leaving us with no room to breathe."

Qin Zhuo'an's words were so resounding that the soldiers from all sides who were still looking anxious seemed to have taken a dose of reassurance and responded to Qin Zhuo'an's order with great morale.

After handling the matter in Wencheng, Qin Zhuoan rubbed his brows to calm down, and couldn't help but recall Yan Qingning's words in his mind.

"I give my body to you to take as you please, and you give me a chance to realize my ideals, an opportunity without any artificial obstacles to realize my ideals."

Tsk... what a hassle!

He covered his forehead and called the clerk, "Go and open a newspaper. I will find someone to be the chief writer. You just need to cooperate with him."