Great Power Technology.

Chapter 375 Two Suns
On January 1, the imperial capital.

This is a brand new day for people all over the world, especially for Liu Hai's family.

He is not a native of the imperial capital, and he doesn't even live in the imperial capital at all, but on this special day, he appeared in the square of the imperial capital.

And the reason why he appeared here is also very simple, because his old father, who is over 60 years old, wanted to go to the square to watch the flag raising in the last period of his life.

His father has been suffering from lung cancer for two years, and his health is getting worse every day. Even if most of the medical expenses are reimbursed by the rural cooperative medical system, cancer is cancer after all, and it is not so easy to beat.

Seeing his father suffer from the pain of radiotherapy and chemotherapy after surgery every day, even the doctor couldn't bear it, so one afternoon 6 months ago, the doctor vaguely conveyed to him that "conservative treatment can be considered".

For the elderly at this age, the so-called conservative treatment means to go home and stay in the last stage of life.

He is well aware of this.

He didn't blame the doctor or fate. It wasn't that he wasn't really sad, but that his father, a veteran, didn't allow him to have such "unmanly" thoughts.

Therefore, he can only hide his sadness as much as possible, and greet the death that will come at any time with a smiling face.

According to the doctor's judgment, my father's condition has been relieved after one operation, but the chance of recurrence is [-]%, and there is absolutely no possibility of intervening in the next recurrence.

When he heard this judgment, he once asked the doctor if there would be a miracle, such as the sudden disappearance of cancer cells - he had seen many such cases in some tabloids.

But the doctor's answer dispelled his unrealistic fantasy.

"Don't believe in those unscientific things. If there is such a technology, we would have taken it out and treated it for you."

"The person who fabricates this kind of news is either a liar or a fool. You have to use the money where you really need it. Don't be cheated and be grateful to Dade, understand? I have seen this kind of thing too much, and there is no good ending. !"

And Liu Hai could only nod silently, but what the doctor didn't know was that even though he had made it so clear, Liu Hai actually didn't give up the slightest possible hope.

He applied for many, many new drug experiments, consulted many new treatments, and even wrote a letter to the top Union Hospital in China to inquire about his father's condition.

Although these things he did have not been reported yet, in his heart, there has always been a faint expectation.

What if?
What if man can conquer the sky?
What if cancer could be beat?
My father is only in his 60s, and he is not yet old enough to leave him, so he must work hard.

Therefore, when his father proposed to go to the square to watch the flag raising, he agreed almost without hesitation, because he had seen from some professional medical reports that keeping patients happy would also promote recovery.

However, it is not an easy task to realize this wish.

My father is weak and cannot take a plane, and there is no direct high-speed rail from where he lives to Teibu. The process of transferring trains is too much trouble, and my father who needs to ensure oxygen inhalation can't afford it.

After thinking about it, he decided to do it thoroughly. He simply drove by himself and watched all the things he wanted to see but hadn't seen.

So he drove the new energy SUV that he had bought with a loan, and set off with a family of five.

The starting point of their departure was Xining. On the way, they first took a detour to see Qinghai Lake, which was close but had never been before, then went to Zhangye and Dunhuang, and then went straight to Ningxia to see the prairie in Inner Mongolia.

After passing by the Yellow River, they went south to see the ancient capital of Chang'an, and then went east to Luoyang. Seeing that the year was coming to an end, they finally hurriedly entered the HEB province and headed for the imperial capital.

During the entire 3-month trip, Liu Hai worried several times that the battery of his new energy car with less than 10 yuan would not be able to bear it. He did not expect that its performance was much better than he expected, and even along the way, the cost of charging Not even three thousand.

This is much cheaper than the cost of gas. He didn’t believe it when he heard the salesman say that it was a silicon-sulfur battery, which was power-saving and long-lasting. Now, practice has finally eliminated true knowledge.

Under the dedicated service of this car, they hurried, and the family finally arrived at the imperial capital on the night of December 12. After a short rest, they drove to the square immediately.

At this time, it was only 5 o'clock in the morning, and there was a substantial chill in the air, but this huge square was already full of people waiting for the flag to be raised. The father, who was tightly wrapped in a quilt, and the people around him kindly gave up a passage, allowing them to enter the front of the crowd.

Liu Hai pushed the wheelchair with one hand and pulled his son with the other, saying thank you non-stop, while the wife next to him took out the snacks they bought along the way from the bag they were carrying and distributed them to others.

Most of the people thanked them for taking it, and some didn't like it. After taking it, they turned around and stuffed it into their son's pocket. Liu Hai just smiled and didn't tangle too much.

After they finally found a place to stand still, the time was close to 7 o'clock. The son beside him was shivering from the cold, and asked while chewing the candy in his mouth:
"Father, when will the flag-raising ceremony start?"

Liu Hai was taken aback by his son's question. He had checked the process of raising the flag on the Internet and only told him to arrive as early as possible. He didn't really say when it would start. He opened his mouth vaguely:

“乖孙，今天是7点36分开始，1月1号到10号都是7点36分，11号开始每天提前1分钟，直到六月。”

Hearing what the old man said, Liu Hai smiled and said:
"You remember clearly!"

"Oh, don't you remember clearly? I was also the one who almost joined the guard of honor back then. Son, when the flag is raised, remember to help me up, and I will stand and watch!"

"Dad, don't you need it? You are not in good health, it doesn't matter if you sit."

"No matter how bad your health is, you still have to stand! This is... This is, raising the national flag!"

The old man's tone was a bit harsh. After saying this, he couldn't help coughing again. The mother at the side quickly handed him hot tea and moistened his throat before he finally managed to catch his breath.

After pausing for a moment, the old man continued to speak:

"Your generation, the feelings for the national flag. No, it's not as strong as ours. It's not as strong as my grandson!"

"Don't underestimate this national flag. It's not just a symbol. It's our soul!"

"The sacrifice of tens of thousands of people, Haizi, you study history, you know what it means to stain mountains and rivers with blood!"

"Compared to the Tang and Song Dynasties, the establishment of our dynasty requires the greatest sacrifice."

"Hey, blood is flowing all over the country. Our flag is really blood-stained!"

"We... the mountains and rivers we have laid down, you must hold on! If you want to hold on, you can't treat this flag as a piece of red cloth!"

Seeing the old man's solemn expression, Liu Hai nodded deeply, and reached out to hold the old man's hand outside the quilt.

Time passed by one minute and one second, and 7:36 was approaching. With a loud slogan, the guard of honor walked out of the tower with neat steps.

The old man's expression gradually became a little excited. He watched the approaching guard of honor and struggled to hold the armrest of the wheelchair with his hands. Seeing this, Liu Hai hurried forward to help him. The wife on the side wanted to put the quilt on the old man. But he pushed it away with his trembling right hand.

Then, the old man's already extremely weak body suddenly burst out with great strength. He leaned his legs, his rickety back suddenly straightened up, and the quilt on his shoulders shook off, revealing his old green military uniform.

And on his chest, several medals were pinned there quietly, reflecting the twilight of the morning sun.

Liu Hai held his father's arm tightly, even through his thin clothes, he could feel the old man's thinness.

A sudden burst of overwhelming sadness filled his heart.

Because he knew that his father's body had weakened to the extreme, and almost all of his last energy was used in this flag-raising ceremony.

And after that?
What should I do next?
How much time does he have?And how long can I be my son?
Liu Hai bit his lips tightly, the phone in his right pocket kept vibrating, but he didn't have time to take care of it, but the old man on the side felt something strange, and said without turning his head:
"If you have a call, answer it quickly, the flag will be raised later, don't look around!"

Liu Hai smiled bitterly, and gently opened his father's hand to take out the phone, but the first time he saw the information on the screen, he froze in place.

It was a call from a doctor at Union Hospital.

He answered the phone in a hurry, but the doctor on the opposite side seemed to be busier than him.

"Bangs, right? I communicated with you before, so, at 4 o'clock this afternoon, take your father to the hospital to find me. We have a therapy, and we can give him a try."

"What therapy?"

"Gene editing targeted therapy, I can't tell you too much now, I just got off the operating table, and I have to catch the next one, remember the time!"

"Okay, four o'clock in the afternoon, doctor, how can I find you when I get to the hospital?"

"Just report your name and hometown, and someone will receive you. Don't say anything, hang up!"

Wang Hai looked blankly at the mobile phone that automatically turned off, and didn't react at all for a moment.

Gene edited his father, can he be saved?

It seemed like a dream.

His thoughts were extremely chaotic, but at this moment, a loud password brought him back to reality.

The old man sang softly to the accompaniment, and a red flag rose slowly with the rising sun.

Liu Hai seemed to have forgotten the old man's instructions, he looked at the old man's face, and then at the red flag.

Afterwards, his gaze crossed the red flag, looked at the rising red sun in the distance, and then looked at the tower.

At this moment, he felt in a trance.

Beneath this sky, two suns appeared.

　The plot of the first volume "Chasing the Deer" basically ends here, and the last chapter of this volume will be updated today as a transition between this volume and the next volume.

　　There is no time jump in the plot of the next volume, and it is still advancing according to the current time schedule, and there will be no "ten years later" approach.

　　In the next volume, the plot of the real enemy you care about will also surface. As I said, it is too small to regard Ying Jiang as the final opponent.

　　In short, please look forward to the next volume of "Turning the Tide"!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)