The pseudo-zhendong sat in front of the hospital bed. Quan\Ben\Xiao\Shu\Net patted Song Ding's director, and the two were silent... No one said anything.

"Respect your illness."

After a long time, Mi Zhendong finally spoke, with indescribable helplessness and fatigue in his tone. Even if he could control everything, he could not control human birth, old age, sickness and death.

"Don't worry, I can't die." Song Dingyi smiled. Even in the hospital bed, this sensational figure who once dominated the political arena remained unabashed. His relationship with Yu Zhendong was a friendship cultivated in that turbulent era. It was far beyond the imagination of others.

Before we knew it, the people in the ward had retreated, leaving only Mu Zhendong and Song Dingyi.

"Is it going well?"

"It's like walking on thin ice."

When talking about political affairs, Mi Zhendong's face looked even more tired. He was really exhausted during this period. He would not sleep for more than five hours every day. If he had not been a national leader, a strong health care team was taking care of him carefully, it would have been other elderly people over 60 years old who worked hard for more than ten hours a day and would have been sent to the hospital long ago.

Song Dingyi could feel the feeling of Gou Zhendong. After all, he was a member of the Politburo who had joined the ranks of leaders and knew very well about the affairs of the top leaders. Outsiders may envy them for having reached such a height, being powerful for a while, and being able to become the top-level existence in a country with a population of more than one billion. How many people can reach such a height? In the eyes of ordinary people, provincial and ministerial officials may have been well-known. But after careful consideration, you will find that there are also one or two hundred provincial and ministerial officials, and how many may be included in the Politburo?

"Today, I won't talk about these troublesome things. Xiao Zhendong smiled and shook his head, "You should rest assured to recuperate. Don't bother to think about other things."

Song Ding nodded. Even if he wanted to worry, he was powerless. Today he could still lie here and talk to Mi Zhendong. Maybe tomorrow he would be in a severe coma. Things in the world are unpredictable, and birth, old age, sickness and death are beyond the control of human control.

The two of them were relatively silent without mentioning political affairs. At this time, no one was in the mood to talk about past events. Niu Zhendong was under a lot of things, and Song Dingyi was also a little absent-minded and said something to Niu Zhendong, and he looked a little tired, which was somewhat related to his condition.

A knock suddenly sounded outside the door. Qin Shan gently pushed open the door, standing at the door without coming in.

Niu Zhendong glanced at the time on the wall and sighed in his heart.

"Your time is very precious now, so let's go and do your business first. My old bones will not die for the time being." Song Ding smiled comfortingly at the beginning of his childhood.

Nodded, Ni Zhendong didn't say much, and he would attend the Army Day event held by the Military Commission later. It was not possible to change the time he originally planned to attend.

Before leaving, Mi Zhendong finally gave a word of concern, "Recover well and come to see you next time, I hope to see a more energetic you."

At 10:30 in the morning, Niao Zhendong attended the event to celebrate the August 1st Army Day held by the Military Commission, accompanied by former Minister of the Central Organization Department Song Yuanshan. In the official introduction, only Song Yuanshan's identity as a member of the Politburo, and there was no corresponding position behind it. Several major media in the central government reported on this, and sensitive people found that Song Yuanshan, who had been silent for more than a year, appeared in public again. This is a signal for the upcoming election of the term. People who are a little interested in current affairs generally believe that the nine members of the Standing Committee after the election of the term will have a place for Song Yuanshan. From Song Yuanshan following Niao Zhendong as a member of the Politburo to attend such an event, it can be seen that the senior management is also intending to build momentum for him.

Of course, some senior media people who have been paying attention to high-level dynamics have also made deep remarks. In previous years, such major military activities were attended by No. 1, and Niao Zhendong only attended in the past two years. This year, only the figure of Niao Zhendong was seen. Chairman Xiao Ye did not attend, which was also interpreted as a signal that Niao Zhendong began to officially take over the work of the Military Commission.

At night, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning when Huang Anguo returned home. It was not easy for Yuzhendong, and it was not easy for them to work around him. However, compared with Yuzhendong, they were just a little tired physically and mentally. The change of leadership is a happy event for Yuzhendong, but they are also facing various pressures that come one after another.

Mr. Huang Tian was sitting in the living room and reading the newspaper. The thick frames almost covered half of his face.

"I'm back." Seeing Huang Anguo come in, the old man put down the newspaper in his hand and took off his glasses casually. For Mi Zhendong, he has been busy these few months of the change of leadership. On the other hand, Huang Tian has been getting more and more idle since the beginning of the month. He can basically go home on time at six or seven o'clock every night, and then read the news and read the newspaper leisurely.

Milk Town Dong wants to go up, but he wants to come down, and the two cannot be compared after all.

But this does not mean that he doesn't have to worry about it. After all, he has not officially retired. In order to cooperate with the October election conference, in June, the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection issued a document. In addition to the eight prohibitions, it also requires "problematic party members to explain their problems within a month. A month has passed. July. In that month, the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection set off a new round of anti-corruption storm across the country, and this action was unanimously recognized by the highest level. In order to build momentum for Liu Wei, Huang Tian played the main role from the Discipline Inspection Commission in June to the next national telecommunications commission cadres' video work meeting, etc., and Huang Tian did not attend behind the scenes. This is not only to enhance Liu Wei's prestige, but also to send such a signal to the outside world that Liu Wei will be responsible for the work of the Discipline Inspection Commission in the future.

Of course, Huang Tian is currently planning this, and he is still making decisions about the matter within the Discipline Inspection Commission. It has not yet been concluded whether Liu Wei can take over his work successfully.

"Grandpa, you are getting more and more idle now." Huang Anguo came back these days and saw the old man sitting in the living room reading newspapers, and couldn't help but joke.

"Haha, it's not the moment of leisure yet." The old man smiled and shook his head. He was now loose on the outside and tight on the inside. On the surface, he seemed to be getting more and more leisurely, and most of his work was left to Liu Wei. In fact, his nerves were also tense. There was pressure from the east of Yuzhendong, but he might not have it.

"I saw Uncle Song today."

"Yes." Huang Tian seemed to have already understood it and was not too surprised.

Seeing the old man's expression, Huang Anguo couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa, has it been decided before the front?"

"Yes, not." Huang Anguo thought about it. He could understand the old man's meaning. The power game at the highest level was so intense. It would be difficult to make a real decision until the last moment. According to past experience, it may not be possible to make a real conclusion until the end of August.
Chapter completed!