1960s Island, Strong Woman Thriving

In 2023, swimmer Jiang Jiaojiao died saving a drowning child during a seaside team-building activity.

In 1964, Lin Baoni saved a drowning soldier but died from exhaustion in the sea.

Ji...

Chapter 347 Commander Yang Visits

It took several days of clearing to get the roads clean after the heavy snow.

Gu Ye and his group of soldiers were extremely busy, clearing snow and checking villages and suburban residences to see if any had collapsed under the weight of the snow.

Every day, when Gu Ye came back, his clothes were frozen and his shoes were soaked.

Bonnie felt sorry for them, but there was nothing she could do; it was their duty.

All Bonnie could do was dry his clothes promptly so he could travel in dry clothes the next day and suffer less.

The snow has been cleared away, and Bao Ni is relieved that Gu Ye won't have to suffer from the cold anymore.

During this time, Xu Meifeng has been busy making clothes. She designed the styles for Bao Ni's family's clothes herself, and Bao Ni also gave some suggestions.

When the first finished garment came out, Xu Meifeng picked it up, looked at it from left to right, and was very satisfied.

Thick fabric, simple cut, and superb sewing skills make the garment not only beautiful but also comfortable.

Xu Meifeng took the finished clothes to Bao Ni's house, wanting to see how the finished product looked on her and whether it was good-looking.

"Sister-in-law, are you home? I'm here."

Xu Meifeng knocked on the door and called out.

"Meifeng, come in quickly, you're home."

Bonnie opened the door and let Xu Meifeng in.

"Sister-in-law, the dress is finished. I'd like Liu Jiu to try it on and see how it looks."

After Meifeng finished speaking, she carefully took out the clothes.

"Liu Jiu, let your aunt come over. Come here for a moment and try on the clothes. How do they look?"

Bonnie took the clothes and called Liu Jiu out.

"Hello Aunt Fang, the clothes are finished so quickly, thank you for your hard work."

Liu Jiu couldn't sew clothes; she thought it was too difficult. The needle and thread wouldn't obey her, and she kept pricking her hands.

Bao Ni and Xu Meifeng were immediately struck by the sight of Liu Jiu wearing new clothes and walking around in front of them.

"Beautiful, so beautiful!"

Most clothes these days are baggy and make you look bulky.

However, Xu Meifeng modified the clothes according to Bao Ni's request, and the effect was different when she wore them.

The main feature is the slim fit, and the style is similar to the classic trench coat style of later generations.

She's 69cm tall and holds the clothes very well; this outfit makes her look very elegant.

"Liu Jiu, is anything bothering you?"

Xu Meifeng was a little nervous; it had been a long time since she had made clothes so formally.

"Auntie, it feels very comfortable."

Stretching your arms and shrugging your shoulders are both appropriate actions for someone who is 69 years old.

"That's good, that's good, Auntie has confidence now."

Xu Meifeng didn't stay long; she needed to hurry home to make clothes.

If the first thing is successful, the subsequent steps will be much faster.

After seeing Xu Meifeng off, Bao Ni checked the time and wondered why Gu Ye hadn't returned yet.

Gu Ye didn't come back because a guest came to his office.

"Commander Yang, what brings you here?"

Gu Ye looked at Commander Yang who walked in, and recognized him immediately because of his face, which was very similar to Wen Ze's.

"Gu Ye, just call me Uncle Yang. No matter how you look at it, you are my junior."

Gu Ye suddenly thought of something, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings. He felt sad for Wen Ze.

"Uncle Yang, is there something you need?"

Gu Ye had already guessed it, but he didn't say anything.

"Yes, something's wrong. My second son is sick, and he's very sick."

I saw many doctors, but none of them were entirely confident. Later, someone introduced me to a leading figure in traditional Chinese medicine, who said that a combination of Chinese and Western medicine might offer hope.

I asked someone to visit that traditional Chinese medicine doctor, but he had already retired and no longer sees patients.

Of all his students, the one with the best acupuncture skills was his last disciple, and that's you, Brother Wenze.

As Commander Yang spoke, he recalled the scene of him calling Cao Wenze.

"Wenze, I am your father."

"I have no father. What does Commander Yang want with me?"

Cao Wenze spoke coldly, refusing to acknowledge his father's identity.

"Wenze, I know you hate me and will never forgive me. But now, as a patient's family member, I'm begging you to save your brother."

Commander Yang had no idea that Wen Ze was so famous in the medical field.

“I don’t have a younger brother, only a younger sister who died young.”

Cao Wenze had already heard that Commander Yang's son had a very serious illness.

His teacher called him, explained what had happened, and said that no one could be completely certain about this illness.

The teacher knew all about his situation and told him to make a decision based on his own will and not to worry too much.

How could Cao Wenze possibly treat his enemy? His sister left before she could fully experience the world. Who can bear this regret, who can make up for it?

"Alright, alright, it's not a younger brother, it's just a patient. Wenze, you're an excellent doctor and an outstanding soldier, you can't just stand by and watch someone die."

Although he committed an unforgivable crime, he was just a child then. Seeing so much blood, he was frightened and ran away. That's understandable; they knew they were wrong.

Commander Yang knew his words were untenable, but he had no choice but to say them.

His own son is about to die; he's so young and has two underage children. He can't just leave like this!

"I know I was wrong, but it's too late. My sister will never come back."

Cao Wenze laughed inwardly. This was retribution; it was a life for a life.

Commander Yang knew this wouldn't be easy, but what could he do? He couldn't just watch his son die, and he wanted to fight for even the slightest hope.

"Alright, that's impossible. Even if I took off this uniform, I wouldn't treat the murderer. Besides, that murderer is my enemy."

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