Yan Daonan was quickly sent to the Kyoto Military Hospital. Fortunately, Yan Daonan instinctively turned sideways when the gunman opened fire. The bullet penetrated the arm and did not cause much damage to the bones, but there was more blood flow.
By the time the doctor finished processing, Yan Daonan had already gone to bed. Wang Gang was standing guard outside the ward door. People from the Special Affairs Bureau and the police station had already asked him about his detailed situation and removed the warheads left in the car. The police department can only be thankful that the gunman used an outdated revolver with limited power, otherwise the death of this federal congressman would cause overwhelming trouble to the police force.
"Uncle Wang, how's it going?" After receiving the news, Yan Jian took leave and hurried over from the military school. He didn't even have time to change his clothes. His military cap was caught in his hand, with an anxious look on his face.
"Young Master." Wang Gang stood up quickly, "It's nothing serious, he has fallen asleep."
"Huh~" Yan Jian breathed a sigh of relief. His weak feet could no longer support his tired body. He slumped down on the chair and rubbed his face up and down with both hands.
"Thank you." Yan Jian knew Wang Gang's loyalty, and it was precisely because of Wang Gang that he was assured of his father's safety. After all, his father was so jealous that he offended many people. Wang Gang is a little at a loss. Sometimes he feels schizophrenic when facing the Yan family father and son. The two have completely different ways of dealing with things. But these Yan Jian didn't know that in his eyes, his father was still the grassroots judge who spoke uprightly, the backbone of the federal government in the president's words.
Just 10 minutes after the shooting, Billy Hill received the news that the president failed to persuade the stubborn congressman and insisted on investigating the cause of Raphael's death. The congressman was shot immediately after handing over the proposal. The Special Affairs Bureau has reviewed all nearby video materials and must find the shooter. But only Yan Daonan, who was lying on the hospital bed, knew clearly. That gunman will never show up.
And at this time. Luoyang, who appeared on Ningtang Avenue, did not know about the shooting. Even if he knew, he would not have thought that it would change anything. At this time, he appeared outside the Ji family's main residence in Administrative Star, dressed casually.
Ji Jiang, who had already received the news, took a leave of absence and came back just because he heard some explosive news for the Ji family. Grandpa wanted to meet a person who was nominally an "outsider". Maybe in ordinary families, it was just a matter of time. An ordinary meeting with parents. But for the Ji family, such a meeting was more like a small "trial" in Luoyang. Luoyang had to face the scrutiny of many Ji family members. Even Ji Ling, who was far away in Dongyuan, was very nervous. The agreement she had made to eat and kowtow during the New Year had come so far in advance, and she couldn't make it back in Dongyuan, so she had to contact Ji Jiang many times to ask him to be smarter and help Luoyang more. , after all, Mrs. Ji¡¯s approval is the most important level.
But when Ji Jiang saw Luoyang's outfit, he was completely stunned. He pointed at Luoyang and said dullly: "Brother-in-law, are you sure you want to dress like this?" Ji Jiang felt that Luoyang was a little too casual and looked stable in a suit. Wearing a military uniform looks heroic, but you are dressed casually. What's the style like for a seaside vacation? Can Mr. Ji, who has always been serious about words and expressions, endure this?
"What's wrong?" Luoyang opened his hand and looked at himself, "I think it's good?" Ji Jiang touched his forehead and sighed, forget it, just adapt to the situation.
It was dinner time, and no one at the table moved their chopsticks. Old Mrs. Ji was sitting at the top. Everyone in the Ji family, except Ji Yong, wanted to see what the person Ling Yatou was interested in looked like and how to make Old Mrs. In this way, he solemnly called them to come home for dinner, and asked them to put down all the things tonight and must participate.
Luoyang was shocked when he saw the large table of people as he entered. In this era, big families like this eating together around the table have almost disappeared, but Eminem has allowed the children in the orphanage to do this since they were young. Luoyang saw Mr. Ji at the top at a glance. He looked at him calmly, without speaking and showing no joy.
Ji Ling once told him that last year the old man asked him to kowtow next year. Although it was not the Chinese New Year, Luoyang hesitated and decided to follow the ancient Chinese etiquette and bow.
"grandfather."
When Luoyang was saluting, Ji Jiang turned his head to one side and lamented in his heart: "It's over, my sister is going to scold me to death." Luoyang was completely familiar with what he did, and Ji Jiang didn't think the old man would look good on him. , Beware of everything, Luoyang cannot prevent Luoyang from making his own decisions and not playing according to routines. Ji Yong was also stunned for a moment, and then chuckled. This child really still has this frank temperament. Luoyang couldn't be more honest. I regard Ji Ling as my wife, and naturally regard Mrs. Ji as my grandfather. Sooner or later, I have to shout, so it is better to shout sooner. This is the sincere logic of the Dongyuan native.
"Well, let's eat."
Ji Jiang felt that he heard something wrong. It was not until he saw grandpa picking up the chopsticks and motioning Luoyang to sit down that he realized, "Are you not angry? Do you recognize this grandpa?" He looked at Luoyang again and ignoredThe members of the Luji family were looking at each other, but they just ate and slept without talking, and only occasionally responded with a smile when they made eye contact with someone.
So after eating, Ji Jiang looked at Luoyang. Under Ji Yong's introduction, his aunt and uncle kept calling each other, with their signature harmless smiles. He was in awe again and suddenly felt that his brother-in-law After being tempered by the army, his face became thicker than when he first met him at Prajna Manor. Ji Jiang secretly pulled Luoyang aside and whispered: "You are really straightforward."
"What if?" Luoyang asked naturally.
Of course Mr. Ji didn't want to meet Luoyang on a whim. He already knew about the existence of Luoyang and knew about the things Luoyang had done. A person who Ji Fan regards as a confidant, Ji Yong praises him endlessly, and Ji Yan nods his head, has long been recognized by Mr. Ji. It is impossible for his two sons and one grandson to be deceived at the same time. This time Luoyang was able to get the sword back, and his outstanding performance in Meklin made Mr. Ji, who was also a soldier, highly praised. He just wanted everyone in the Ji family to meet his future uncle before going to Abel in Luoyang. And the rules Luoyang showed at the dinner table were more in line with his wishes. Chinese elders are always very traditional.
The Ji family has always followed the rules of Mr. Ji when choosing a partner. They don¡¯t look at family background but only people. That¡¯s why Li Lan, who took care of Ji Fan in undressed clothes, was allowed to stay in Dongyuan. The same is true for the major.
Almost at the same moment, Meklin and Chiyo.
An armed spaceship landed at Chiyo Military Airport. Yu Xiangling was wearing a tight-fitting camouflage camouflage, a gray long-billed cap, and her hair was tied up into the cap. Carrying a heavy backpack, she walked down the gangway. The once beautiful travel channel reporter, the federal daughter who shouted "Mom, I love you" to hundreds of millions of federal people in front of the camera, no longer had the original delicate Skin, she hasn't dressed up properly for a long time. In order to run battlefield news in Unmaru and catch up with the press release, all she has gained is a slightly tanned skin, an increasingly loud voice and excellent "sprinting" strength. .
Even so, Yu Xiangling never regretted it. She finally understood the value of journalism and the meaning of her life. It was not about the eight scenes of Changyuan, but the truth and touching.
"Chiyo! I'm coming!" Yu Xiangling opened her arms, facing Chiyo's breeze, and shouted loudly amidst the roar of the spacecraft. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!