Ning Yunxi walked up and said, "Hello, Professor Wei. I heard from Shangxian that he was taken care of by many teachers in the medical school."

"We also heard from him that he almost couldn't go to college at that time. You helped him and even saved him. In short, his experience impressed us. Teacher Ning is teaching at Du No. 4 Middle School now?"

"Oh, yes."

Professor Wei took off his gloves and shook hands with Ning Yunxi: "My son is also in Metro No. 4 Middle School."

It was such a coincidence. Ning Yunxi thought to himself: Lin Shangxian, the gentle and weak scholar in his class, was actually smart. It was not bad, a little progressive.

Professor Wei shook hands with Meng Chenhao, Cao Defeng and Miao Zhengqing respectively, and said, "It is said that it is the commander's grandfather."

"It's our Grandpa Meng." Cao Defeng introduced.

"The military district leaders called. The leaders of our hospital were very concerned about this matter, so they called me over temporarily."

After hearing what Professor Wei said, it turns out that Grandma Meng looked at her eldest grandson and daughter-in-law gratefully. Without these couples, there would be no single surgical expert to use the knife for her old man.

"Don't worry. Teacher Meng. Your grandfather is strong-willed and has never fallen after being tortured by such a bullet for so many years. As a doctor, I am very curious about how this bullet got into your grandfather's body back then. I guess the old man suffered a lot of torture at the beginning. This bullet should be a long-range shooting, right?" Professor Wei said.

Long-distance shooting is equivalent to chasing? Grandpa Meng was chased by someone back then, which seems to be the same as what Grandma Meng said before.

Meng Chenhao and his soldiers were silent.

Professor Wei thought cleverly and understood something, saying that he would clean the lead bullet and then hand it over to a group of soldiers.

The operating room door opened, and Grandpa Meng did not wake up immediately after anesthesia. Grandpa Meng was with his wife by the bed while explaining to his eldest grandson: "Chenhao, you go home to rest. Your second uncle and I look at your grandfather. We feel very sorry for those who have come for this matter for our family. Your grandfather wakes up and scolds me."

"Yes, yes." Uncle Meng, who was expected to say to Grandma Meng, pushed his eldest nephew out of the ward, "You and Yun Xi are busy with yours. I'm here."

Seeing this, Ning Yunxi went out to discuss with her husband: "I'll go back and cook some food and bring it to my grandmother and second uncle."

"I'll ask someone to drive you back. The political commissar and I have something to do." Meng Chenhao and she walked in the hospital corridor with her.

Ning Yunxi felt his mood fluctuations and silently accompanied him.

When he walked to a place without anyone, he turned around and hugged her: "Yunxi, it's a good time that you are with me today."

"Chen Hao?"

"My dad can be relieved in the dark. Grandpa's legs have always been his concern. Grandpa's injuries were taken for my dad."

He suddenly wanted to say it, and she listened to him.

"At that time, my grandparents took my dad to run away. The ones who wanted to kill were my dad."

"Brother-in-law was--"

"My dad was a baby at that time. Now this matter has passed."

Ning Yunxi recalled the martyrs' cemetery two years ago and understood: his father-in-law was the orphan of the martyrs.

"After my parents are buried together-" his last sentence was a little heavy.

The procedures were not completed, so you could not formally introduce them to her, so you could only take her to the cemetery as soon as possible. Ning Yunxi nodded with understanding.

Leilei is looking for his parents. While waiting for Grandpa Meng to come out, the little guy was trapped in his second uncle's arms and fell asleep. Now he woke up and wiped his little eyes and couldn't see where his parents were. Leilei's little hand hugged his second uncle.
Chapter completed!