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"Commander, this young master already has a look of decay on his face, and his internal organs are undergoing irreversible decline.

Especially the wound on the heart, that wound was threatening to kill him. No matter how well he lived, he could not be saved. Even if the Great Luo Immortal came, it would not help. "

The old voice buzzed in Yan Qingning's ears, making his head hurt. He couldn't open his eyes and frowned. He wanted to get up, but all the bones in his body hurt so much that his forehead kept shaking. Breaking into a cold sweat.

The sound of conversation came to my ears again, and there was a lingering sense of exhaustion in the man's hoarse voice.

"How long does he have?"

"At most three months." This was probably the old doctor's answer, and he added nonchalantly: "Also, you have to take care of him during these three months, and don't let him think too much or let him get tired. Too..."

"This young master's time is running out. Marshal, you'd better prepare his funeral arrangements first!"

The old doctor's words seemed a bit heavy, making the man breathless. He seemed to be silent for a long time, and then responded in a hoarse voice: "Okay..."

The slow footsteps gradually faded away, it must be that the old doctor left.

Yan Qingning was trapped in the darkness and couldn't open his eyes. He vaguely felt someone holding up his hand and pressing a warm kiss on the back of his hand.

The cold liquid fell on the kiss on the back of his hand, and the warmth and coldness intertwined, making him feel the ultimate despair coming from that person.

"Aning, can you wake up?"

Yan Qingning moved his fingertips slightly, retracted his hand slowly, and looked at Qin Zhuo'an with a pair of light eyes half-opened, gentle but distant: "Commander Qin, this is beyond the scope of the contract."

The suddenly empty hand made Qin Zhuoan feel a little embarrassed for a moment. He wiped the tears on his face and tried his best to pretend to be indifferent: "There is no rule in the contract that prohibits me from getting close to you, right?"

Yan Qingning pursed her lips, as if she had recognized the reality, and did not want to look at Qin Zhuoan anymore. She turned her hand to reach for the glasses on the table.

Qin Zhuo'an held his hand and explained before he asked: "I have already started to deploy the authentic strategy you mentioned earlier.

It is difficult for the reactionary forces to survive under the fighting between warlords on both sides and they pose no threat to us.Jiang Qi's stronghold is in the northeast and is out of reach of us for the time being.I have also sent people to destroy the ports along the coast and ordered people to conduct surveys there. At present, foreign forces cannot penetrate into our inland areas. "

Yan Qingning blinked and judged Qin Zhuoan's direction based on the vague outline in his eyes, "What do you mean by saying this to me?"

"The situation has settled down for the time being. You...you can take a rest." Qin Zhuoan wanted to reach out and hold his hand, but in the end he thought he might refuse, so he just pinched the corner of his clothes weakly, without even the strength to do so. Dare to use it a little.

"Even if the war situation is temporarily peaceful, we must still be prepared for the opponent to counterattack at any time... Ahem..." Before he could say a few words, he couldn't suppress his coughing and started coughing violently.

The mouth was constantly filled with a fishy and salty smell, and the pale lips were also stained with a lot of bright colors.Qin Zhuo'an held the brocade handkerchief and silently wiped the blood on his lips.

"Young Master, please take a rest."

He prayed humbly, his eyes were still green and black, and his sharp eagle-like eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. It was obvious that he had not closed his eyes for a long time.

"I don't have much time, do I?" Faced with this outcome that had been expected for a long time, Yan Qingning's mentality was extremely calm.

He reached out and pushed away Qin Zhuo'an's hand that wiped his blood, stood up stubbornly, groped Qin Zhuo'an's face with his blurred vision, and asked again: "I don't have much time, do I?"

Qin Zhuo'an held him tightly in his arms and repeated in a dumb voice, deceiving himself over and over again: "No, it's not like this... you will live, you will definitely live... you will live a long life." .

You haven't seen the prosperous age you want, you haven't changed people's minds, you haven't allowed the poor to enjoy freedom and equality, you haven't proven that 'everyone is equal' is not a utopia..."

He talked a lot, hoping to give Yan Qingning the idea of ​​​​living.But he deliberately concealed his own existence, because those memories related to him... were painful.

"I want to, too." Yan Qingning's eyes stared at his chin without focus, and she murmured in a low voice, "But I don't have time."

He pushed away Qin Zhuo'an's extended hand and withdrew from his arms, silently resisting his approach.

Qin Zhuo'an retracted his hand, put the glasses on the bedside table carefully on his face, and prayed in a dumb voice: "I can help you with whatever you want, please take a rest, okay?"

"You can't help me." Yan Qingning shook his head and analyzed objectively: "I want the people of Wencheng to understand that 'people are created equal, and society belongs to the people.' You are contrary to my ideas, and you still think that You are a leader and you think you can lead them to a better life.

However, the progress of society needs to rely on the self-awareness of the people. They should not be limited and should not be naturally limited to what you think is the protective circle. "

"I can regress."

He lowered the bottom line again and again. The decline of the war situation, the lives of the people, Yan Qingning's illness... these were all pressing on his shoulders at the same time, but he could not bend down or show cowardice. He had to grit his teeth and carry it on.

His identity doesn't allow him to take a step back, and the person behind him doesn't allow him to take a step back either.

The people trusted him, elected him as their leader, respected him as their commander-in-chief, and hoped for his protection.Behind him were the people of Wencheng, and even the way back was completely cut off.

"I can help you with whatever you need or want." He didn't even have the courage to hold Yan Qingning's hand, and could only pray lowly in front of him.

Yan Qingning just looked at him silently, suppressing the pain caused by the illness: "Qin Zhuo'an, you once said that my ideal was just an unattainable delusion, but I have already achieved a small success.

I run the newspaper office that you helped me set up in Anding City very well. For capitalists such as literate, educated landlords and rich people, I use the form of newspapers to let them realize that "personality is equal."

For the illiterate peasant workers and other propertyless people, I used the radio to let them know that "life is to be free, not to be enslaved." "

"I have done a good job in everything related to thought, but now I want a stable era, I want a peaceful era." He smiled gently, and there seemed to be light in his misty eyes. .

“I hope that the war will end under your hands, that the blood of the soldiers can bring stability in the future, and that the future generations will live in a world without war, without guns, without what we have experienced.

They should have grown up in a honey pot. "