Chen Bei was injected with anesthesia during surgery and was still in a coma when he was pushed out of the operating room.
Song Meiling wanted to stay in the hospital and wait for him to wake up, but the official residence called him one after another and had to leave.
Before leaving, she told the hospital director to take good care of him. wounded.
The dean vowed: "Madam, please rest assured, our hospital will arrange for experienced medical staff to take care of you 24 hours a day, and there will never be any mistakes."
Song Meiling said half-jokingly: "If there is anything wrong with my son, I have to ask you the only one."
The director nodded and bowed, and sent Song Meiling and her party out of the hospital gate.
He immediately arranged for three surgeons and six female nurses.
There was no need to do anything else.
Chen Bei was taken care of in three shifts and transferred to the special care ward.
All the drugs were imported. , in short, he was given special care.
This young man was Song Meiling's godson.
In ancient times, he was a prince-level figure.
How could he be careless.
When Soong Meiling returned to her official residence, Chiang Kai-shek personally greeted her and said with lingering fear: "Darling, fortunately nothing happened to you.
Next time you take a flight, you must bring enough escort fighters."
Song Meiling said: "It was really thrilling to say that we were almost kidnapped by the Japanese.
Fortunately, the young men from the Flying Tigers arrived in time and fought bloody battles to save us from danger.
One pilot parachuted with his life or death uncertain, and the other was seriously injured.
"I am extremely moved by their heroic actions and sacrifice.
Darling, you must reward them."
Chiang Kai-shek couldn't help but feel moved when he heard his wife narrate the fright in the air, and said: "According to the reward regulations, those in the army, navy and air force who fight resolutely to restore the situation in the most difficult times can be awarded the Medal of the Blue Sky and the White Sun.
I think it can be done like this."
Song Meiling said: "This is a reward for military merit, as well as a personal reward for me.
I plan to adopt him as my adopted son.
Darling, this requires your consent."
Chiang Kai-shek chuckled and said: "It's good to accept an American as your adopted son.
This move will help deepen the friendship between China and the United States."
Song Meiling said: "Although he is a member of the Flying Tigers, he participated in the war as a Chinese living in the United States and is not considered an American."
Chiang Kai-shek suddenly remembered: "Could it be that you are talking about Chen Zikun's son?"
Song Meiling said: "That's right.
The young man is only twenty-one years old.
He looks just like his father when he was young.
He is handsome and handsome.
I want to help him be a matchmaker later."
Suddenly seeing that Chiang Kai-shek looked wrong, he said: "Darling , As a leader, rewards and punishments are clearly necessary, and Chen Zikun and Chen Bei must be treated differently. " Chiang Kai-shek nodded: "Okay, it's up to you to choose a date and hold a commendation meeting.
I will personally award him the Medal of the Blue Sky and White Sun.
If you accept him as a godson, you can also win Chen Zikun's heart and let him know that the party and the state He was not treated badly.”
In the evening, a military truck drove into the Air Force Hospital.
Eight army soldiers jumped out of the truck.
After asking around, they came to Chen Bei's ward.
The nurse on duty asked them what they did.
A major said, "We are here to transfer Chen Bei to another hospital." of."
Without explanation, several top soldiers pushed past the nurse and entered the ward.
They moved the sleeping Chen Bei away along with the hospital bed and bottle rack, put them on the truck and drove away.
The doctor on duty rushed over after learning about it, only to see the truck far away.
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The doctor called the dean, but the dean didn't know why.
He said to himself, "Didn't my wife assign us to take care of the wounded?
Why did the military pick up the people again?
It seems that the United States was involved.
The top management must have other arrangements, so he didn't take it seriously."
It's just that I feel a little regretful.
Another hour later, a car arrived at the hospital, and what got out of the car were Chen Bei's parents.
Chen Zikun and Xia Xiaoqing rushed over after learning that their son was seriously injured, but they only saw an empty ward.
Xia Xiaoqing's eyes went dark.
She almost sat on the ground, but Chen Zikun quickly caught her with his eyes and said, "Hold on."
Xia Xiaoqing still couldn't hold it back, and cried loudly in the corridor: "My son, a poor child."
Chen Zikun also burst into tears, as his son's voice and smile echoed in front of him.
Poor Xiaobei had never experienced happiness since he was a child.
He wandered around with his mother, and finally recognized his ancestors and returned to his family.
He only stayed with his father for five or six years.
He was sent to the United States to study, and when he was only 21 years old, he spilled his blood in the sky and served his country loyally.
"Xiaoqing, my son is a hero.
Don't cry.
My son is watching from the sky."
Chen Zikun comforted Xia Xiaoqing.
Several nurses pointed at them and one of them stepped forward and said, "Are you Chen Bei's family members?"
Chen Zikun said: "I am his father, can you take us to see him for the last time?"
The nurse said: "Oh, you have misunderstood.
Chen Bei is fine.
He is out of danger after the operation.
He was picked up by the military an hour ago.
Why didn't you know?"
Xia Xiaoqing stopped crying immediately, and pulled Chen Zikun's clothes with bright red eyes: "My son is alive, he is still alive."
Chen Zikun also turned from sadness to joy: "Thank you, do you know which hospital you have transferred to?"
"Sorry, not sure."
A stone fell in their hearts.
Chen Zikun and his wife were finally relieved.
They didn't care much about their son's whereabouts.
The wounded members of the Flying Tigers were given the best care no matter where they went.
This was absolute.
Chen Bei woke up from a coma, surrounded by darkness.
Instead of smelling the unique smell of disinfectant in the hospital, there was a musty smell that assaulted his nose.
There was no heating in the room and it was very cold.
He whispered: "Water, I want it."
Drink water."
The door opened, and a man in a Chinese tunic suit stretched his head to look, and said loudly: "Old Li, the prisoner is awake."
Chen Bei was confused.
Was this a dream?
Why was he a prisoner?
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Suddenly the lights turned on, and the high-wattage light bulbs illuminated him so hard that he couldn't open his eyes.
He heard the crisp sound of footsteps with iron soles on his ears.
He barely opened his eyes and saw a man wearing a navy blue tunic suit and a party emblem.
The middle-aged man was sitting in front of his bed.
"Your name is Chen Bei, from Jiangdong, 21 years old, second lieutenant pilot of the American Volunteer Air Force, right?"
"Yes, who are you" The man smiled: "Forgot to introduce myself, I am Li Huating, the prosecutor of the Chongqing District Procuratorate, in charge of your case."
"What case" "Mr.
Chen, are you confused during the war?
Let me remind you.
Three nights ago, you killed a man in the city.
His name was Tang Yupeng.
He was about the same age as you.
He was stabbed in the head.
Damn it, Mr.
Chen’s sword skills are pretty good.”
Chen Beidao: "Before I answer your question, a lawyer needs to be present.
I also want to inform my family and the army."
Li Huating looked at him and said: "Boy, don't play tricks.
This time there are witnesses and material evidence.
You can't escape.
When you killed someone, there were at least six witnesses.
When you escaped, the police also wrote down your license plate number. ” Chen Bei remained silent.
He was a young talent trained by a New York mafia family, and he knew the police's tricks very well.
Li Huating said: "You can remain silent, but it won't save your life.
Come here."
Lisa was escorted in with her long hair disheveled and blood at the corner of her mouth.
"Tell me how Chen Bei killed people," Li Huating said.
"Chen Bei wanted to rape me, but Tang Yupeng stopped him, so he killed him."
Lisa lowered her head, her voice hoarse.
"Get out."
Li Huating had a smug smile on his lips and asked his men to escort Lisa out.
"Despicable" Chen Bei said two words from between his teeth.
"You should take good care of yourself.
I have plenty of time to spend with you."
Li Huating stood up and left.
After a loud slam of the door closing, the room returned to darkness again.
Chen Bei got up and groped around.
It was a windowless cell with a concrete floor and an iron door.
It was difficult to fly even with wings.
After some hard work, his wound hurt and he had to crawl back to the cold hospital bed.
The next day, Soong Meiling arrived at the Air Force Hospital with flowers, condolences, and representatives from all walks of life in Chongqing.
However, she found nothing.
Someone else was already in the ward, and Chen Bei disappeared.
The dean arrived and explained that Chen Bei had been transferred to another hospital and was picked up by several soldiers.
Song Meiling was very surprised: "Is there any hospital more suitable than the Air Force Hospital?
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Why don't I know this?
Come here and pick up the Air Force Commander for me."
A call was placed directly on the desk of Air Force Commander Zhou Zhirou.
Commander Zhou was also confused: "Madam, I don't know about this because I am a humble official.
Injured pilots have always been treated in the Air Force Hospital.
If there are no special diseases, they will not be transferred to another hospital. " After asking around, everyone said they didn’t know where Chen Bei had gone.
At first, Song Meiling had the patience to make a joke, but later she couldn’t hold it in anymore and got angry and said: "How can you take care of the pilot while he is still seriously injured?"
Yes, it can be robbed by others.
This matter must be investigated to the bottom of the matter and find Dai Li for me."
In less than twenty minutes, Boss Dai arrived at the Air Force Hospital.
As soon as he entered the dean's office, he noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
His wife had an angry look on her face, and it seemed that she was really angry.
"Madam, please give me your instructions."
Dai Li said cautiously.
He knew that Madam was very powerful.
Even if she was appointed, she would give her three points.
If she couldn't handle the errands, he would have a hard time with her.
"Chen Bei, the hero of the Flying Tigers, was picked up by an unknown person while he was in the hospital.
You are given one hour to find out where he went."
"Yes."
Dai Li didn't shirk the blame at all, and immediately started investigating.
Investigating such a trivial matter was like killing a chicken with a knife to the military commander.
It didn't take an hour at all, just making a few phone calls.
However, in order to show that he was serious about his work, Dai Li still sent out the police in a serious manner.
He killed all his men and turned Chongqing upside down.
At Chen Mansion, there was a knock on the door.
The servant went to open the door, but there was no one outside.
Looking around, he saw a piece of paper pressed against a brick on the ground.
"My son was framed and is now being held in the basement of the prosecutor's office."
There was only one line on the paper.
The handwriting was a little immature, which reminded Chen Zikun of the little boy in the prosecutor's office.
No wonder I didn't see my son in the hospital.
It turned out that the prosecutor's office was causing trouble.
Although it was unclear what Xiaobei had committed, Chen Zikun immediately made comprehensive arrangements.
Yao Yilei contacted the lawyer, Liu Ting informed the Flying Tigers, and Jian Bing contacted the press.
My friend, Lin Wenjing stayed at home and took Xia Xiaoqing straight to the prosecutor's office.
The car stopped at the entrance of the prosecutor's office, and another limousine arrived just ahead of them.
A lady covered in jewels and mink fur got out of the car.
Her face was livid, and she didn't look sideways.
She led two guards and rushed straight into the prosecutor's office building. .
"Where is the murderer who killed my son?"
the lady's sharp Zhejiang accent echoed throughout the prosecutor's office
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