The Ultimate Versatile Soldier King Chapter 1214: Unable to Let Go

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 dical skills to save him, hoping to prolong his life!

"Alright, follow ," 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 ca to a stop, while the two guards stationed at the entrance quickly approached: "It's so late, why have you brought soone to disturb the commissioner's rest?"

The guard quickly replied, "It's the eldest daughter of the Song Family visiting the commissioner."

The eldest daughter of the Song Family? The two gate guards nodded. The commissioner was on good terms with the Song Family, which was an unspoken secret of the military district, so the gate guards allowed Song Qingyu and Lu Xuan to enter after they disembarked.

Lu Xuan, sitting in the car, could see that though the two guards were spirited, their eyes held a hint of sorrow. It was apparent that the commissioner's illness was very serious and not optimistic.

With a creak, the commissioner's orderly, inford of Song Qingyu's identity by the gate guards, personally accompanied Song Qingyu and Lu Xuan into the commissioner's room. He gently pushed open the door and said, "You may go in. I'll stand at the door and won't go inside. Keep your voices down, the commissioner cannot endure any stimulation."

"We understand," Song Qingyu nodded. As she and Lu Xuan entered the room, they imdiately saw the military commissioner lying on a simple little bed, with his white hair and wrinkles around his eyes overlapping.

Seeing the commissioner after a few years, Lu Xuan felt moved in his heart. He had grown older. Seeing the commissioner reminded him of the last ti he saw him here, where the commissioner personally tore off the Wolf Fang Pendant from his neck, leaving Lu Xuan soul-crushed, unable to qualify as a soldier of Huaxia.

Then, Lu Xuan truly hated him, and to this day, this knot had never been untied. Yet upon seeing the commissioner again, he found it impossible to hate him.

The commissioner, a founding hero of Huaxia Country, lived a life of battle and conquest, never married or had children. To this day, he remains alone, gravely ill without a relative by his side, appearing so lonely and desolate in his final monts. This is the commissioner, a revered old soldier by all Huaxia Country's servicen!

But why would such a glorious person treat him this way? Lu Xuan couldn't understand, couldn't comprehend, and felt sowhat pained, as if trapped in the scene from two years ago, where his proud Wolf Fang Pendant was torn away despite his pleading, and the commissioner made him leave the military district.

Lu Xuan always took the commissioner as his role model, so one can imagine how painful and helpless Lu Xuan felt then. Even though he was strong enough to be among the Dragon List or even the Divine List, he was expelled from military service, leaving Beijing in disgrace…

Returning once again, Lu Xuan desperately wanted to ask clearly why he was disqualified from being a soldier. Was it due to his illness, or because he saw Song Qingyu's body?

At this mont, the commissioner seed aware of soone in the room; he slowly opened his eyes, but found it quite strenuous. With cloudy pupils, the first person he saw was Song Qingyu, softly speaking, "Qingyu, it's you!"

Soon after, the commissioner noticed another person beside Song Qingyu. When his eyes t Lu Xuan's, his murky pupils suddenly widened slightly. His body trembled as if it was hard to believe Lu Xuan would appear here!

"Lu... Xuan, is it really you?" The commissioner said with a voice that trembled sowhat.

"It's ," Lu Xuan's voice also trembled.

It was Song Qingyu who brought him here. The commissioner nodded with difficulty: "Lu Xuan, before I die, to see you once more, and seeing you living well, I truly can die without regrets."

Lu Xuan's shoulders shook as he quickly sat beside the bed. When the commissioner tried to speak again, Lu Xuan's hand was already on his wrist: "Don't speak, let examine your illness."

The commissioner nodded without saying more, and Lu Xuan, sensing the weak pulse from the commissioner, furrowed his brow tightly. He realized the commissioner was not suffering from any illness, but was simply aging over 80 years, with his organs starting to fail from constant toil. He was truly about to die.

"Lu Xuan, I am well aware of my condition," the commissioner said with a bitter smile: "The end is near, this is destiny!"

Song Qingyu said: "Uncle, Lu Xuan has miraculous dical skills, even if he can't cure you, he can let you live longer."

Lu Xuan said nothing and instead took out a peach wood box, applying needle after needle into the commissioner's body. Wisps of white energy penetrated into his body, stimulating the organs to restore so vitality.

Half an hour later, Lu Xuan retracted the Silver Needle, and at this mont, the commissioner's pupils beca clearer, and he felt a strength in his body, slowly sitting up with a smile: "Lu Xuan, I thought you'd hate , yet I didn't expect you'd still willing to treat ."

Lu Xuan said calmly: "Commissioner, even if I applied needles for treatnt, it's no more than a temporary asure; you might live no more than 20 days."

After these words, Lu Xuan felt a rush of sorrowful sentint in his heart. His most respected person was about to leave this world, and when a person is about to die, what is there left to dispute?

The commissioner smiled tranquilly: "Every man has to die, so deaths weigh as heavy as Mount Tai, others as light as a feather. My life, Jiang Wu, has been magnificent and to die with no regrets, except for one thing I cannot let go."

Suddenly, the commissioner, Jiang Wu, looked at Lu Xuan, and in Lu Xuan's contemplative gaze, slowly said: "The only thing I can't let go is you."

Lu Xuan and Song Qingyu both felt a shock in their hearts, and Lu Xuan's heart began to beat rapidly. He did not understand the commissioner's words, half comprehending, half unclear!