The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Chapter 963 Old Affairs of the Republic of China: Even if it is indifferent, it is also romantic59

  The timing of the delay this time is too coincidental, and the operation is kept absolutely secret before execution, unless there is an inner ghost during the operation, and those who can participate in this operation...

  Liang Shangjun closed his eyes, his heart felt cold.

  He walked into the dim and silent room, quietly looking at the person on the hospital bed, staring for a long time.

   "Ah Heng, you have been the smartest and the deepest thoughtful since childhood..." He sighed, "Tell me, what should I do now."

  Late autumn, the moon is half curved, not a reunion night, the moonlight is as cool as water, and it looks desolate.

  How superficial the world is, they only care about plundering, but ignore the most authentic appearance of the green mountains and rivers.

The wind passed by, and a ray of dim moonlight slanted into the room. The thick shadows were mottled and swayed, and fell on the slender and pale joints of the man in the dark. His hands rested quietly on the bed, and the remaining scars stretched up along the wrist bones. Into the shirt, into the heart, like a lonely and fallen green hill.

  Old wounds are not healed, and new wounds are added.

   There was no response to the question, and the room was cold with no light.

  Liang Shangjun gave a wry smile and fell into the nightmare of that year.

   "I couldn't save Zhong Xing before, can't I save you now?"

  How willing? !

  Willing that the person who is dedicated to serving the country and Ling Yunzhi falls before dawn? Or are you willing to move forward with all the burdens and finally turn into loess and bones? !

  The bullet that penetrated an inch into the heart killed him.

   Now he is hanging on hard drugs to maintain his life. Liang Shangjun's major is not cardiac surgery, so he can't operate on him without authorization...

  Feng Lingzhi left with his back on his back, and ordered his subordinates to set off immediately to find Chu Jin'an in Beicheng.

   "Adjutant Feng, what are you doing?" Another lieutenant, Zhao Pengzhong, was surprised to see him.

He and Feng Lingzhi were responsible for the main force of this operation. He sighed and patted Feng Lingzhi on the shoulder: "No one wants such a thing to happen. Don't blame yourself too much. I just hope that the fourth master will wake up soon. .”

  Feng Lingzhi turned and left without saying a word.

  Zhao Pengzhong looked at his back, frowned, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

  The moon is the hometown Ming.

  Beicheng Chu Mansion, in the boudoir, the third watch returns to the dream After the third watch, the lanterns and chess are not received.

   Sighing, she reached out to palm the lamp.

   sigh what? The lonely rain in Beicheng stays behind.

  Ten years of things on the pillow, five hundred miles away, the worries of old people are all in my heart.

  Beicheng is filled with all her childhood, youth, affection and love.

  She will not let their hometown be destroyed.

  Chu Jin'an's cold hand touched the gun under the pillow, which was used by Fu Rongheng himself for self-defense.

  Unless she has to, she won't take it out.

  In the long night, who is there, make up your mind!

  Fu Jingshen is becoming more and more arrogant in Beicheng, monopolizing the power, and everyone is panicking.

  No one dared to confront him, except Chu Jin'an.

   Whoever he wanted to kill, Chu Jinan would save. If he wanted to open a biochemical laboratory in Beicheng, Chu Jinan would contact top medical seniors to put pressure on him.

  Fu Jingshen was so angry that he flew into a rage!

  Piansheng Chu Jin'an is behind an entire large hospital with medical connections everywhere. Medical resources are precious these days, and they should not be easily offended.

  But he holds the power of life and death, so he is not a vegetarian after all—does Chu Jin'an really think he can climb on top of him?

  That day, the depth of field was thick in autumn, and there was no cloud in the sky.

  The marriage proposal team went around the entire North City, beating gongs and drums, resounding through the sky!

   It was a sunny day, and the common people seemed to enjoy talking about it, but when they turned their backs, they showed unbearable expressions. Thinking about how beautiful the Fu and Chu families were back then? What is sung in operas is their prosperity.

   Who doesn't envy childhood sweethearts and long-term promises?

  But now one person is dead or alive on the front line, and the other is forced to marry the sixth brother of his sweetheart.

  The world is impermanent, which makes people sigh.

  Chu Mansion is different from the peaceful sky, the atmosphere is like cloudy clouds and the sun cannot be seen.

  In the lobby.

  Chu Changzong's face was extremely ugly, and his hand on crutches turned pale with force.

  On the main seat, a man sat arrogantly, with his legs crossed in a carefree manner, and he walked out of the wind and moon in a decadent and vicious manner, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

  A burst of clapping broke the silence, clapping, clapping, very clear.

   "This is really a good day, and everyone should celebrate it!" Fu Jingshen said with a smile, "Mr. Chu, do you think so?"

  The lobby of Chu’s family meanders all the way to the main entrance, filled with betrothal gifts, dazzling and dizzying.

  The eyes are full of red, flowing in the sun, like a surging red sea, so festive and charming, hiding the sorrow of the fate of women in the old age, marriage is involuntary, three worships to the world of mortals.

Chu Changzong said in a deep voice: "Fu Jingshen, Jin'an is also a person next to fourth master. Now your fourth brother is unconscious on the battlefield, but you turned around and boarded the gate of my Chu family to ask to marry my daughter. suitable?"

   "It is precisely because the bones of the fourth brother are not cold, so I have to take good care of Miss Chu for him, so that he will not be at ease under the nine springs."

  Fu Jingshen said quietly: "What's more, I see what Ms. Chu has done these days, and I can't wait to marry me."

   Coercion! This is definitely coercion!

  Who would propose a marriage and come directly to the door with a dowry like a long dragon? !

  He wanted to let everyone in the world know that Chu Jin'an had to marry him.

  Fu Jingshen dared to do it with such fanfare because he concluded that Fu Rongheng would not come back alive.

  Chu Changzong felt heavy and worried.

"If Mr. Chu has no other questions, let's agree on a date for the wedding." Fu Jingshen is sure to win, "I think the fifteenth day of next month will be a good day, and I'm in a hurry, but there will be none of it. few."

  He would like to see how Chu Jin'an will look so proud in front of him then!

   "Miss, you can't..."

"Step aside!"

   There was a sharp shout, and a thin girl barged in from the lobby. She was dressed in white and her skirt was swaying.

  Everyone in the hall subconsciously looked at her.

  She stood in the sun, her cheeks were reserved and classic unique to oriental people, she had black hair and dark eyebrows, and she was thin and bony.

   It makes people feel that even if she has ten miles of red makeup and a lot of money to marry her, she is not worthy of her.

  Brows with a bright color, born a half-time tragedy, the redness of the dowry can't suppress the sadness.

  The continuous sound of the suona blowing in the Chu Mansion reminds people of the music at the funeral, which is mesmerizing and piercing.

  Red is red, white is white.

  With red makeup asking for marriage, while shrouding the body in horse leather.

  The red, white, happy and mourning intertwine, and it becomes empty in a blink of an eye.

  Fu Jingshen's mind moved slightly.

   "Stop it all!" Chu Jin'an yelled at the suona player, her voice was so sharp that it made people listen unconsciously, she turned her head and said to Fu Jingshen, "You, get out of the Chu family—"

   The scene was silent for a while.

  Fu Jingshen got up, walked up to Chu Jin'an, smiled clearly, his eyes were piercingly cold.

   "I've given you the gift of being the wife, what else is Miss Chu dissatisfied with? Is it because the dowry gift is too small? Then Fu will give you a copy every day!"

   "How much does the fourth brother care about you? Did he visit you before leaving Beicheng? What are you?"

   "Get ready to get married with peace of mind, Dr. Chu."

   "Bang!"

   Gunshots.

  (end of this chapter)