Picking is a policeman among soldiers. Units with the same functions are called military police abroad, which are soldiers with mp printed on their helmets and armbands. People in big cities often have the opportunity to witness the style of picking in prosperous areas. These soldiers are all young men with a height of over 1.8 meters tall when they joined the army. They are paired with straight military uniforms and several people lined up. Walking on the street is the hormones of action and the beautiful scenery.

But in the eyes of soldiers, pickets are fierce and evil, and they are the mortal enemy of soldiers. They specialize in staring at soldiers who are not in abide by rules and regulations. They are incompatible with each other. However, soldiers usually have no way to repair pickets, and they can only wait for the time when they are about to retire. Therefore, pickets often retire early and do not conflict with veterans.

Luo Jin knew that these pickets were not soldiers from the military region, but from the provincial military region’s security picket companies, which was more difficult to deal with. The relationship she knew was in the military region compound. Where could she ask someone to go to this evening?

These thoughts flashed through my mind less than half a second. Luo Jin took out the officer's certificate and handed it over. The picketed hands wearing white gloves took them over and carefully distinguished them. Looking at the photos, then looking at Luo Jin's face. After confirming, he handed them back with both hands and saluted again. He asked in an official manner: "The security department received a request from the local police for investigation. At 8 o'clock tonight, a case of injuring an injured person occurred in the food stall downstairs of Golden Eagle Plaza. According to the on-site surveillance, your peers participated in this incident. We were ordered to take him away."

Since the picket was able to find this, it means that the evidence was fully grasped. Luo Jin had no way to do it, but he could not accept that a patient was taken away by the picket. That would inevitably aggravate his condition. These young picketers were selfless and enforced the law like a mountain. It was useless to plead for mercy, and even more useless to make trouble. Luo Jin was about to cry in a hurry. At this time, the doctor came. She was surprised why the picket came to the door. After asking the whole story, she said: "You can't take him away, he is a patient."

The picketing is polite and firm to show that people must be taken away.

The doctor said, "This is how you can't take someone away. Just treat me. If something happens, I will be responsible. If it doesn't work, please ask your director to come and see me."

As she said that, she took off her white coat, revealing the captain's ejection and the sign of the chief division on her chest. The General Hospital of the Military Region is a division division. This female doctor must be the dean himself. Now the inspectors have nothing to say. The dean of the university is as a guarantee, how can they not let go? Besides, the suspect's identity was found, and the monk could not run away from the temple. There is no need to worry.

After the picket left, the dean said to Luo Jin: "The patient is taken care of, please come with me to the office."

Luo Jin came to the dean's office and saw the name tag on the table. The female dean turned out to be the famous Du Kehui, a famous cardiologist in the entire army. Her deeds have been reported many times in the military newspaper. Her name is well-known, but she has never seen herself.

President Du said: "If there is no military secret, tell me about his situation."

Luo Jin said: "He was the second year soldier. One year he spent with four other comrades on the island. Not long ago... During the rescue and disaster relief, all four comrades were killed, and he was the only one who survived."

Dean Du said: "What's wrong with burns and tattoos?"

Luo Jin shook his head: "I'm involved in the secret, I don't know."

Dean Du said: "I understand, do your unit have corresponding treatment measures?"

Luo Jin shook his head: "Not yet, he just came back."

President Du said: "I recommend going to hospital for treatment immediately and intervene psychologically. The patient should not be left behind to prevent him from committing suicide."

"Will he commit suicide?" Luo Jin widened his eyes.

"A group, all sacrificed, only one person is left. This person will feel a strong sense of guilt and the chance of suicide is very high. He is so young and mentally immature, so it is not easy to be able to withstand it. Alas, he is still a child."

Luo Jin thought about the medical resources in the garrison area and said stutteringly: "We may..."

President Du said: "The patient needs comprehensive and comprehensive treatment, and your unit definitely does not have this ability. I will write a form and stay in the main hospital first."

Luo Jin suddenly thought of the deputy commander's reception, and suddenly became enlightened and saluted: "Thank you, Dean Du."

...

Fu Ping'an gave Du Lengding an injection, finally calmed down, fell asleep on the hospital bed, and Luo Jin sat next to him to accompany him. The nurse came over and said, "Why are you still here? The patient does not need family care."

Luo Jin was a little embarrassed and thought to himself, why did I become a family member. She coughed dryly and said, "This is a soldier in our army."

The nurse looked at Luo Jin and said that it would be okay.

The long night was long, Luo Jinbai was bored, playing games with his mobile phone and reading novels. As he watched, his head drooped, his mobile phone slid to the ground and fell asleep. When she woke up, she found herself lying on the hospital bed with a quilt covered with her body. Fu Ping'an stood at the window and looked into the distance. Next to the Military Region General Courtyard is the military compound, and the melodious wake-up call is blowing.

"Oh no!" Luo Jin jumped up from the hospital bed and pulled his slightly wrinkled military uniform, "Fu Ping'an, come with me quickly."

The head was meeting in the morning. Fortunately, the main courtyard and Yizhi were all on the same street. It was too late to walk over. They first changed their clothes, had breakfast, and went straight to the military compound. After registering at the gate, Luo Jin said, "I'll send it here, you can go in alone." She seemed a little worried and asked again, "Is it okay?"

Fu Ping'an looked at the towering military district office building and nodded.

The reception was held in the VIP room of the agency building, with carpets covered, and the walls were oil paintings of the Great Wall. The military leader met with a first-class hero, the winner of the honorary title of the island dragon, and the reporter of the military district official newspaper took photos and videos. After one process, Fu Ping'an was sweating profusely. He was used to being free on the island, unable to stand the red tape, and could not speak the high-sounding official articles in the face of the camera. After holding it in for a long time, he only said that he had no contribution, and the sacrificed comrades were more qualified to stand here. As he said that his eyes turned red, the reporters took photos, and they had seen more. If this young soldier talked and laughed, it would be abnormal. On the contrary, it would be reasonable to be dull and simple.

After the reception, Fu Ping'an's mind was blank. He only remembered that his eyes were filled with star shining and mouths that opened and closed. He was not good at dealing with such scenes. It would be great if the company commander was there or Gao Xiaobo was there. They would have dealt with it more freely than themselves. Thinking of the sacrificed brother, Fu Ping'an felt sad again.

The leader left and the reporter also left, only Fu Ping'an was left standing at the door of the VIP room. He suddenly woke up. The flowers and applause were only temporary. Honor only represents the past. After the prosperity, everyone will go back to their own homes, and no one will accompany you all the way.

When he walked out of the agency building and handed over the receipt at the gate, the sentry told him that the female officer who sent you left a message saying that you would go to Building 7 of the Military District Family Courtyard.

The military district family home is next door to the office, a residential area covered with lush forests. When it was first liberated, the city was not as big as it is now. The troops occupied the most core position. Now the military district is located in a downtown area. The houses in the family district are equivalent to commercial housing in other areas, and the people living here are all military district generals and school-level officers. The housing supply is limited, and retired retired and transferred employees do not move out, so ordinary regiment-level cadres are not qualified to move in here.

Fu Ping'an did not go to the family compound directly. He could guess that Building 7 should be General Luo Kegong's home. It was an official meeting in the morning and a private meeting in the afternoon. How could he go empty-handed? So he went back to the guesthouse to get Korean ginseng and tiger bone wine.

...

Building No. 7 is where Luo Jin grew up. That year, when she was seven years old, her father died and her mother remarried. The timid girl came to her new home. Her majestic uncle, loving aunt, and her brother who was much older than her. Soon, she felt the warmth of the family again, but the warmest time was only six years. Six years later, Luo Jin lived on campus. Another year later, her aunt passed away. The three of them planted a tree downstairs, and now it is as tall as a cover.

Luo Jin had the key here, but he never lived, because it would bring back endless memories. At that time, my uncle was a regiment-level cadre and lived in a house of three bedrooms and one living room. Later, he was promoted to a colonel and major general. He could change the house according to regulations, but he had been living here, probably because there were traces of his aunt living here. My uncle was an iron-blooded general on the surface, but he was warm and affectionate in his heart.

The house was empty for a long time, and the sofa in the living room was covered with dust. My uncle was in an important position and was alone. He usually lived in a guesthouse. My brother never went home for many years. After he went to high school, he rarely went home. This was his fourth time. Luo Jin found a dry hard rag, soaked it softly and started to wipe it.

Suddenly the phone rang, and it was Luo Han who called: "You called me yesterday? What's the matter? Is it important?"

"I'm not particularly anxious. A friend had a conflict with someone from the local area and stabbed the person with a bottle of wine." Luo Jin was a little embarrassed and did not mention Fu Ping'an's name.

"Have you won?" The Arhat's focus will always be different from that of others.

"One fights six, you win." Luo Jin said.

"That's fine, your friend? Haven't you ever mentioned that you have such a fierce friend? Which army is from? Do I know you? You should be very serious. Maybe you will be expelled from the army." Luo Han was very concerned about this future sister-in-law and deliberately scared Luo Jin.

"Yes... it's Fu Ping'an. He has battlefield psychological syndrome and is very selfless when fighting. Now that he has reported the case, the Provincial Military Region Security Office has also intervened. I dare not tell my uncle, brother~~" Luo Jin stomped his feet and shouted in a long voice.

Luo Han is the most accustomed to this trick. Since Luo Jin raised his voice and called him brother, he became dizzy and was willing to do anything.

"Just tell me, are you dead?" asked the Luohan.

"I don't know, I shouldn't die." Luo Jin was upset. God knew if anyone had caused a death. Fu Ping'an was very fierce. He used the fighting method of fighting on the battlefield. Perhaps he was stabbed and bleeded too much after he returned.

"Forget it, you can't figure it out, I'll ask myself." Luo Han paused, "Today, you can take care of me for your birthday."

...

Luo Kegong never had his birthday. He flew back from Beijing in the morning. He did not participate in the reception activities because he was busy with other official duties. After finishing his work at noon, he changed into casual clothes and walked home. He did not let the guards and secretary follow him. He wanted to enjoy the time alone.

The military district family resident court has not been back for a long time, but Luo Kegong's briefcase has always kept the keys of his home. He walked to the intersection separated by a wall from the family resident courtyard and stopped to wait for the red light. Suddenly, an old man stood alone in a whistling vehicle in the middle of the road, helpless and confused. As soon as the red light went out, a young man ran over behind Luo Kegong. He thought he was going to help the old man cross the road, but he bent down and carried the old man on his back and walked quickly across the sidewalk before he put the old man down. Luo Kegong followed him and found that the old man was actually a retired cadre in the family resident courtyard and an old superior of his.

"Old Zhang, why did you come out alone?" Luo Kegong asked loudly, the old man's ears: "What?"

"Okay, I'll take you home." Luo Kegong helped the old man up and said to the young man: "Young man, thank you." Suddenly he was stunned. This face was very familiar, and it was Fu Ping'an whom he had never met.

Fu Ping'an stood attentively and saluted: "Hello, Chief!"

Luo Kegong smiled: "Young man, why are you calling me the chief?"
Chapter completed!