Chapter 609 No one knows my father better than me
609.
After hearing Zhang Feng's words, the King of Hell's distracted eyes turned to Zhang Feng with a look of disbelief.
He has never thought of doubting the country's conclusions. In his opinion, things determined by the country cannot go wrong.
If the country has determined that his father is a traitor, then it must be that he is not allowed to question or doubt him!
"Crazy? Will the country admit its mistake? Could it be that my father..." There was unconfidence in his voice, or he could not believe it.
Zhang Feng said in a calm voice: "King of Hell, I don't know either. I'm just telling you these things to give you a possibility! But one thing I'm sure of is that anyone can make mistakes, and the country's judgment is nothing more than based on It’s up to people to decide!”
"And I'm not sure whether your father is a traitor or a traitor! But I believe you can, because you know what kind of person he is. You should make your own judgment instead of rashly believing it! Do you think Do those who judge your father as a traitor know your father better than you do?"
Zhang Feng's words caused the King of Hell to fall completely into deep thought. This time, he was not in silence with a blank expression and no eyes meeting.
Seeing the reaction of the King of Hell, Zhang Feng said nothing more.
Everything that needs to be said has been said, and the rest only requires the King of Hell to think about it. Others cannot control it. Zhang Feng also believes that no matter what the outcome, the King of Hell can figure it out.
Silently stood up and left.
The King of Hell fell into deep memories. The father in his memory only had two sets of clothes, one was an officer's uniform, and the other was a camouflage combat uniform! The father in my memory loves his country and the army so much! In his mouth, whenever he mentions his soldiers, he is full of infinite pride!
Two hours later, Zhang Feng was ready to drive away from the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group's base and return to Rwanda.
The King of Hell appeared.
"Madman, what you said to me made me understand a lot. You are right, no one knows my father better than me."
"I believe my father is not a traitor! I want to leave Rwanda to investigate this matter. No matter what, I have to find out!"
"Thank you, madman. Without you, I probably wouldn't have gotten out of this."
Zhang Feng sneered and shook his head.
He had already expected such a situation in his heart, so he was not surprised at all, "King of Hell, go ahead. Only by clarifying all the questions in your heart can you feel at ease. If you need anything, just tell me. They are brothers, brothers for life!”
"That's right! We are brothers, and I still owe you a life!" said the King of Hell.
"It's pointless to say this! If you really feel that you owe me your life, then live a good life." Zhang Feng said with a smile. He knew in his heart that if the King of Hell wanted to find out about his father this time, there would be many dangers, and secrets were always associated with danger.
The more confidential the secret, the higher the danger!
Zhang Feng opened the car door and said with a smile: "Don't say anything, just get in the car. I'm going back to Rwanda city just in time! When you're ready, you can set off. If there's anything you need me to do, just ask."
After traveling all night, it was already early morning when we returned to Rwanda.
The King of Hell did not ask Zhang Feng to do anything else. He just asked him to help keep it secret and not to tell other people in the Huangquan special operations team.
Zhang Feng agreed to the matter, but before leaving, he stuffed a bank card into Hell's backpack. There was not much money in it, only one million US dollars, but it was enough for Hell's expenses.
Going out to do errands is full of dangers, but for some things money can provide a lot of convenience!
I drove back to the old house alone. Because I had called Mike in advance, I drove into the old house and saw Yun Qian and Hu Xinting waiting in the yard.
Yun Qian seems to have gained some weight again, and there is some flesh on the originally thin cheeks. She looks very cute, and her face is more rosy, making her look like she wants to pinch her.
Hu Xinting's expression was one of passing, with an everlasting smile on her lips.
When Zhang Feng got out of the car, Hu Xinting and Yun Qian immediately noticed the gauze on his legs.
"Are you injured?" Yun Qian said in surprise, and ran directly towards Zhang Feng.
Hu Xinting took two steps forward, and when she saw Yun Qian running over, a dim light flashed in her eyes, and she stopped again.
There was Zhuo Zhaoyun who showed up at the hospital earlier than her before, and now it was Yun Qian, and she couldn't help but feel a twinge of pain in her heart.
Zhang Feng scratched his head with a wry smile, looked at Yun Qian's reproachful eyes, and chuckled twice.
"It's nothing serious, just scratched by shrapnel."
"No, come into the house with me immediately and I'll show you the wound." Yun Qian said decisively. She knew that Zhang Feng was definitely a tough talker. If he said it was a scratch, it would definitely not be that minor.
Zhang Feng was helplessly pulled by Yun Qian's arm and walked toward the living room. When he missed Hu Xinting, he cast a look at her.
When she walked into the living room, Yun Qian pushed her directly onto the sofa.
Yun Qian quickly moved out the small box of medical equipment, and then put Zhang Feng's injured leg on the coffee table.
Looking at the gauze wrapping the wound, which was already dirty, and the blood scab sticking to it, I couldn't help but frown tightly.
This method of wound treatment must have been improvised on the battlefield. And the dressing was not changed afterwards, otherwise the gauze would not have been so dirty.
Untying the knots tied to the gauze, and spreading the gauze in circles. When he reached the innermost layers, Yun Qian found that the gauze had stuck to the flesh of the wound, and there was no way to pull it off.
"Zhang Feng, you promised something, and now you're injured again! You're also scratched by shrapnel. You tell me it's a scratch? It's so serious!"
Yun Qianbian said reproachfully, and slowly wetted the gauze with a cotton swab dipped in alcohol.
Zhang Feng smiled awkwardly, "Isn't there nothing you can do? I don't want to get hurt either."
The alcohol was applied to the wound through the gauze, and the stinging pain made him gasp.
The skin and flesh were finally separated from the gauze. When the gauze was completely untied and the skin and flesh inside were exposed, Yun Qian and Hu Xinting who were standing aside couldn't help but gasp!
The wounds were stitched together crookedly and were ten centimeters long!
This is not the key, the key is that the skin of the wound has festered and is white with no trace of blood!
Even Zhang Feng didn't know that his wound had turned into this!
I had obviously been very careful not to get wet, and I didn't want it to become ulcerated and inflamed. I could only blame the extremely hot weather in Africa!
"Zhang Feng, can't you take care of your body for me, me...and Zhuo Zhaoyun?" Yun Qian asked, her white teeth clenched tightly, and tears were already rolling in her eyes.
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