The Xuebing team succeeded in a surprise attack, but Zhou Jin was seriously injured. He was injured to save Xu Yuqing. At that time, one of Guizi's urgent shells fell on Xu Yuqing's side, and Zhou Jinfen rushed up and pounced on her.
Xu Yuqing was safe and sound, but Zhou Jin was blown to blood. When he was returned to Longwan, he had lost too much blood and was unconscious.
Xu Yuqing performed the operation immediately. During the operation, the patient had to be transfused, but Zhou Jin's blood type was AB. Although Zhang Fengshan, Li Chunsuo, and Jiang Jingyu were vying to use their blood, the blood type was wrong. Gao Wenyuan and Shi Yong also tested their blood types separately, but they still didn't match. No AB type was found among several girls including Li Yuzhu in the medical team.
Xu Yuqing said to Li Yuzhu: "Come and smoke me, I am AB type."
Li Yuzhu objected: "You are a doctor, and you have to operate on the patient, so you won't be able to stand it."
Xu Yuqing said firmly: "It's important to save people!"
When 400CC of blood slowly flowed into Zhou Jin's body, his face gradually turned from pale to rosy. Due to the large amount of shrapnel on his body, the operation took a long time. Although it was winter, Xu Yuqing's forehead oozes big beads of sweat, and she clenched her teeth.
When the last piece of shrapnel was taken out, Xu Yuqing only felt a flower in front of her eyes, and she collapsed on the operating table.
Li Yuzhu and a few nurses came over and some people were pulling their hair and others were pinching people. Xu Yuqing finally woke up and said weakly, "It doesn't matter, it's okay to rest for a while." After speaking, her eyes closed again.
It was already bright, and Li Yuzhu knew that she hadn't slept all night. After giving the patient a blood transfusion, she had an automatic operation. She was so tired that she was quickly sent to take a stretcher to carry her back to rest.
Zhang Fengshan was moved when he saw Xu Yuqing fell tired. She was not a cold-blooded animal, unlike other agents. He thought that as long as her heart was red, one day she would stand among the people and would never work for the enemy.
Zhang Fengshan said to Li Yuzhu and several nurses: "You go take care of Captain Zhou, and report to me as soon as he wakes up!"
Only Zhang Fengshan and Xu Yuqing were left in the room, and Xu Yuqing was in a coma. Zhang Fengshan was sitting next to the bed. Now he could look at Xu Yuqing up close. He saw that her eyebrows were thin and long, and her face was beautiful. The two thin lips were gently biting together, and there was an imperceptible smile on the corners of her mouth. , An innocent and innocent look looming, just like the hazy shadows of thin bamboos, the crescent moon, the slender tune of a woman from the south of the Yangtze River who is holding a small boat, and the dragonfly standing on the heling, in the warm winter Under the sun's rays, beauty is solidified into eternity here.
In Zhang Fengshan's view, politics is always the dirtiest thing in the world. Once something that is originally pure is linked to politics, it may never be pure again. Now what lies between them is their respective beliefs. This belief will influence their will and make their inner love concealed invisible.
Zhang Fengshan remembered that there was a conversation between the two about the future. It was dusk. On a rock on the mountainside, they sat side by side watching the setting sun. Xu Yuqing suddenly said: "This bloody dusk is so sad. "
Zhang Fengshan didn't know what to say, and said smoothly: "Otherwise the ancients said that the setting sun is like blood."
Xu Yuqing put her hand on Zhang Fengshan's palm and asked gently in his ear: "If one day you and I are in a predicament at the same time, and only one person can survive, then you choose you to die or me to die?"
These words reminded Zhang Fengshan of the night in Qing'an, when Xu Yuqing held a small pistol and pointed at him. The two people were in opposing camps. This was a life-and-death struggle, unless one party made a compromise. If he was asked to betray his own organization, he would not be able to do it. If this day comes, what he expects is that Xu Yuqing will stand on his side, and both of them will be alive. "Then I choose no one to die?"
"No, there is only one ending."
"Then I choose myself. Although I cannot promise to protect you for life, I promise I will never hurt you."
Xu Yuqing stared at Zhang Fengshan and found that his eyes were firm and believed that his words were sincere and from the heart. So she said playfully: "I would rather both of us live, or die together." Deep in Xu Yuqing's thoughts, if one day, because of her beliefs and Zhang Fengshan draws a gun, she will open without hesitation. Gun, and then she would kill herself with a bullet.
Zhang Fengshan was immersed in the memory. He couldn't help holding Xu Yuqing's little hand and sticking it to his face.
At this time, someone outside looked for him, saying that the guerrillas had sent someone to bring the body of his father and brother, and they were parked in the auditorium of the county government. Song Tiejun and Shi Yong asked him to pass right away.
Zhang Fengshan put down Xu Yuqing's hand, covered it with a quilt, gave her a affectionate look, and then went to the auditorium with the people.
In the auditorium, there were sorrows and joys. There was a huge "mourning" written on the wall. Long couplets were hung on both sides. The upper couplet reads: With the heart of a martyr, the shanglian can become aspirations for the mourning of the country. Home sacrifice to the heroic spirits. Two coffins are parked in the center, covered with a blue sky and white sun flag, surrounded by wreaths and pines and cypresses.
Zhang Fengjiao cried and turned into tears.
Song Tiejun saw Zhang Fengshan coming in, and said to him, "Fengshan, I said that I will give the old man his name, so please feel free to ask if you have any more requests."
Zhang Fengshan said, "Thank you, Chief Secretary, Fengshan is already grateful."
The time of the public sacrifice was set at 2 pm, Song Tiejun personally hosted, Shi Yong delivered a eulogy.
The auditorium was crowded with people, and everyone came to see Zhang Fuhai and his son off. In his eulogy, Shi Yong recalled Zhang Fuhai's life and pointed out that he died for the resistance against Japan. In the end, he called on all parties and all walks of life to unite, regardless of the military and civilians, regardless of rich or poor, to adhere to the national united front and resist the aggression to the end!
Xu Yuqing slept until noon and rushed to the ward after waking up. Zhou Jin was still in a coma. She asked Li Yuzhu: "Where is Captain Zhang?"
Li Yuzhu said: "He was called by the secretary general to hold a memorial meeting for his father and brother. He is now in the county hall."
Xu Yuqing hurried over. When she arrived, just after the memorial service was over, she joined the group of seeing off, sending off one journey after another.
Song Tiejun saw her and said to her: "Let's send it here, I have something to ask you when I go back."
At the county party headquarters, Song Tiejun asked: "Have you been with Zhang Fengshan these days?"
Xu Yuqing replied: "Yes, inseparable."
"This is strange. According to a report from the guerrillas, the Communist Party has a code-named'Captain', who has assigned the guerrillas the task of robbing them."
"I heard that County Chief Shi gave the order. Is he the'Captain'?"
Song Tiejun shook his head and said, "It's not him, the command of the'Captain' precedes his command."
Xu Yuqing was also puzzled, "How can there be such a coincidence?"
"It's just such a coincidence. That day, County Mayor Shi told me that the guerrillas were responsible for the corpses. The guerrillas did not disobey. I suspected that there was a famous person in it. It turned out that this'captain' was behind the scenes."
"It stands to reason that this'captain' shouldn't let himself be in danger. This task is indeed dangerous. The guerrillas must have a lot of casualties?"
"They were lucky, only two died and three were injured."
Xu Yuqing was very nervous. When she learned that the guerrillas had not suffered any losses, she became more calm and deliberately asked: "Do you suspect Zhang Fengshan?"
Song Tiejun sneered: "I doubt everyone, including Shi Yong. Now you help me find this'inner ghost'."
Xu Yuqing stood upright: "Yes!"
Coming out of the county party headquarters, Xu Yuqing was in a happy mood. He achieved unexpected results this time. It has a lot to do with the "captain" behind the scenes. Who is he? Is it Zhang Fengshan? She would rather he be, but Zhang Fengshan has been under her nose and has no chance to send intelligence to the guerrillas. Shi Yong was very likely. It could not be ruled out that after issuing an order to the guerrillas, he concealed himself and gave another order.
Xu Yuqing thought that the top priority was to find the "captain" and tell him that there was a "traitor" on the guerrilla side. As for Song Tiejun's side, if you can drag it, you must do your best to protect his safety.
Xu Yuqing returned to the ward, Zhou Jin remained unconscious. Li Yuzhu was drying clothes in the courtyard. Zhou Jin changed it. There were many small holes in the clothes, which were obviously penetrated by shrapnel.
Li Yuzhu saw Xu Yuqing and said, "Sister Xu, he is not awake yet."
Xu Yuqing said: "I see, I will go to his room to find some clean clothes."
In Zhou Jin's room, Xu Yuqing found a letter on the table at first sight when she entered. She approached it curiously and saw that it said "Xu Yuqing's Pro-Qi".
Xu Yuqing felt strange, and when she opened it, the content was like this.
Dear Yuqing: When you read this letter, I may be dead. Please allow me to call you "Dear". Although these three words have been called countless times in my heart, I have been There is no courage to let you know.
You are like a beautiful and poisonous poppy. At the beginning of my acquaintance, you looked at me fascinatingly with a charming smile. Do you know that you have taken all the spirit of my life away!
Therefore, on the road you must pass, I often pass by inadvertently, inadvertently looking at each figure, believing that there will be a sudden surprise, and then staged an unexpected encounter. But the strong premonition in the depths of the soul was like a wave blowing over and over again, thanking it over and over again.
Finally one day, at your uncle, we met. It was the happiest period of my life until someone appeared.
I don't know what exactly do you love him? Every time I see you together, my heart is like being pierced by a knife. Now it is scarred. If you want, I can take it out and show it to you. Love is selfish, I want to fight him, but I am afraid of hurting your heart.
Amidst frustration and hesitation, I still have hope. The fire in the deepest part of my soul continues to arouse the same enthusiasm in my heart. Although the facts undoubtedly mock my innocence, I am not reconciled.
The mission this time is very dangerous. I don’t know if I will be able to come back, so I wrote this letter in advance. I hope you can see and understand my heart for you, so I will be smiling.
When I am not by your side, I hope you can learn to take care of yourself!
If there is an afterlife, I still want to meet you, but I don't want him. I promise to love you forever!
Yuqing, goodbye forever!
Xu Yuqing watched, teardrops kept rolling down, wet the letter paper in her hand.
There was also a line of small words at the bottom, reminding her that there was a notebook in the drawer of the desk, and inside it was his diary, which was given to her as a gift and was also his heart.
Xu Yuqing wiped her tears with a handkerchief, opened the drawer, found the notebook, read page by page, her soul was deeply shocked!
October 17, Republic of China 28
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Thinking of all your adjectives are no longer traps, with you I don’t even want to have dreams every night!
Please let me express my unrestrained heartfelt emotions. I never thought I would love someone who loves you. My lonely soul has been enlightened, because of you, your highest beauty, your breath, the manifestation of your tenderness, all made me drunk.
I have never been so embarrassed as I am now, wanting to do something, always can't concentrate, have a kind of worry, always can't get rid of it. Especially in the long night, when you close your eyes, it seems as if your shadow is all around you. In the dream, you are a lovely angel. Every smile, every gesture, every word about you fascinates me. When I savour it deeply, it became empty, and all that remained was the slight fragrance on the bottom of my chest.
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December 30, 2018
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Whenever I put up a pen to write to you, I hate: I hate this pale paper is too cold, I hate that pen without enthusiasm. Your shadow always haunts my mind, I am meditating all the time, guessing what you are doing. But everything is clueless, I can imagine that wings will not regenerate, and will no longer travel through time and space. Only in dreams, meeting you, holding the warmth of your delicate hands, kissing the saltiness of your tears, remotely sensing the fragrance of your youth.
In the mortal world, you are the only dream destination! I don't love wandering, but I can't anchor the shore, I don't love the splendor, but it is the wind blowing through the mountains and the sky is full of flowers.
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March 26th, 29th
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I wrote to you again. I often feel like a rascal, but my soul doesn't think so. Love is the same feeling and expression between two people, which can make both parties feel the same pleasure. If you talk about us, I think it's just mediocrity on my own side. My blind enthusiasm will never get your response.
No matter how you hurt my heart, I won't care. Sometimes I want to destroy my feelings for you, but your charm is full of organs on my body, and I start it at the touch of it!
Sometimes I swear that I will never see you for the rest of my life and never run into someone like you again. But after a few days, I couldn't hate it again. Emotions don't listen to me, let me suffer, let me be your slave. Ah, emotions, are you an angel or a devil
In a boring life, only graceful and graceful poems are the nectar that comforts my life.
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If it were not for this "suicide note" and these diaries, Xu Yuqing couldn't imagine Zhou Jin being such a persistent person. He sacrificed his life for her!