Most of the soldiers I once knew have already retired, and my comrades, those who died have passed, those who were injured have suffered. Lu Xuan sighed inwardly, and felt a strong urge to see his three good brothers. He wondered what they were doing now.
I've returned, where are you guys! Lu Xuan felt a surge of emotions in his heart, couldn't wait to shout and call them all out. However, Lu Xuan had more important things to do now; the military commissioner was very ill, and he needed to use his medical skills to save him, hoping to prolong his life!
"Alright, follow me," the guard mounted a military motorcycle, and with a roar, took off as if riding dust away. Song Qingyu hurriedly followed in her Bentley luxury car.
At a quadrangle courtyard within the military district, the guard riding the motorcycle came to a stop, while the two guards stationed at the entrance quickly approached: "It's so late, why have you brought someone to disturb the commissioner's rest?"
