sjar Chapter 429: Revenge of the Republic of China 17
Chapter 429: Revenge of the Republic of China 17
During the seven years since he took office, he acted swiftly and decisively, quickly stabilizing the precarious Xicheng and Lancheng, and personally led troops to suppress the enemy and bandits, turning the situation of the entire West China Republic around in the fastest possible time, eventually stabilizing it to its current state.
There are 50,000 private soldiers from Fu Xicheng stationed at the border of Western China. Compared with ordinary armies, they have stronger cohesion and more advanced equipment, so foreign enemies dare not invade.
In the mainland, the entire Xicheng and half of Lancheng support Fu Xicheng, not to mention some beggars and towns that have received his favors.
It can be said that he is the unquestionable god of the West China Republic, and the only leader and president in their minds.
It turned out that Xiao Beichen also admired this man.
Who can not admire him?
No one has such ability, 27 years old, and the president.
In every city, the most powerful person is usually the governor, and only Fu Xicheng is respected by the world as a president.
Even though he did not hold a public presidential ceremony, everyone knew it.
Originally, he even expected that he would be able to sit in that position one day, and even take Fu Xicheng as his role model.
But now, after learning that Zhang Shuwan might be involved with the man he formerly admired, Xiao Beichen was so angry that he was stunned. His ideals and reality were almost a double blow.
The view goes back to the hospital, outside Xue Yi's ward, a group of soldiers follows Fu Xicheng. The man is wearing a simple Zhongshan suit, but his demeanor is frightening.
Fu Xicheng looked at the embarrassed Xiao Beichen who was blocking his way with red eyes, and said coldly: "Get out of the way."
The man stared at him intently, his voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth, full of hatred: "Shu Wan is my fiancée, the president does not need to worry about it, please leave."
Fu Xicheng frowned. He was already upset as a lot of messy things had happened recently. When he learned that Zhang Shuwan was in trouble, it had been half a month since the day of her accident.
The Japanese army was eyeing the country covetously, the border of western China was unstable, and only 40,000 of his 50,000 private soldiers were left.
The situation is very tense, but the mainland cannot feel it.
He couldn't find Zhang Shuwan's report among so many notifications and messages at the first time, especially when she left, the atmosphere between them was not pleasant.
Zhang Shuwan seemed a little angry with him.
Fu Xicheng thought she was just a little girl throwing a tantrum, and wanted to come to Beicheng to find her after he had dealt with these things and have a good talk with her.
But I never thought that when I saw her again, it would be the situation now.
The doctor said that she had been lying in bed for more than half a month and had not yet woken up. After investigation, it was learned that she was injured while saving Xiao Beichen. Now this man was still blocking him. Fu Xicheng completely lost his patience.
He raised his hand slightly, and the soldiers behind him stepped forward and carried Xiao Beichen away. No matter how the man struggled or how heartbreakingly he roared, Fu Xicheng did not turn back.
He stepped forward, opened the door and walked into the ward.
The air was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant.
Fu Xicheng walked to the bed, sat down, and his eyes fell on Xue Yi's pale face.
There was a trace of heartache in the man's eyes that he didn't even notice. He reached out his hand and gently slid his fingertips across her cheek, feeling cold and thin.
He sighed and murmured, "I've lost weight."
Fu Xicheng wiped her body and tucked the quilt for her, then sat there for a long time, staring at her face in a daze.
Xue Yi's soul lay on the hospital bed, looking at him with interest.
What was he thinking?
Just sit there like this?
Until night fell, someone knocked gently on the door.
Fu Xicheng came back to his senses and said, "Come in."
It was a soldier from the presidential palace. He walked in, not daring to speak too loudly, but one could hear the urgency in his tone, "Mr. President, the situation at the border is critical. If we don't mobilize troops, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold out for much longer."
"There have also been riots in the West City Concession, and we need you to step in and take charge of the situation."
The man pinched his brows, stared at the pale woman, and finally closed his eyes. He said in a calm voice: "We will set off in ten minutes."
"Yes."
After receiving the reply, the soldier went out, and they were the only two left in the ward.
Fu Xicheng traced Xue Yi's eyebrows with his fingers, and finally leaned down and kissed the corner of her lips.
"It would be nice if we didn't meet at this time."
"Zhang Shuwan."
"Forget me, just think of me as a heartless person."
After saying this, he looked at Xue Yi deeply before turning and leaving.
The ward door was closed and the hospital director came over.
The man strode forward, leaving behind a sentence: "Don't let her know I was here."
The dean quickly agreed and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
The president actually came to his small place.
Whatever he tells you to do, you must do it quickly.
By the time the director had finished instructing the hospital staff, it was already late at night.
And Xue Yi already knew it.
Her spirit returned to its place, her concentrated body opened her eyes, and she sat up from the bed.
She raised her hand and touched her lips. The air still lingered with the man's cold fragrance, just like him, very cold, but full of charm.
The air was playing a picture of Fu Xicheng driving back to Xicheng. Xue Yi propped up her chin, stared at the man with his eyes closed, and murmured, "Fu Xicheng, what are you thinking about?"
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