Feng Ailan was not an ignorant woman. She knew that anyone who could drive a jeep must be at least a regimental-level officer. She was shocked. She never thought that Song Yun would be a regimental-level officer. She thought she was just a military doctor.

Song Yun got out of the car and waved to Feng Ailan and Xiao Wu.

Song Hao hadn't seen his daughter for many days. He took the initiative to send Feng Ailan and the others here because he wanted to see his daughter. Seeing that his daughter had become darker and thinner, he felt distressed. "Why are you thinner again? Didn't you eat well?"

Song Yun smiled and shook her head, "No, it's just that the weather is too hot and I sweat too much every day, so I haven't lost much weight." After saying that, she greeted Feng Ailan and Xiao Wu.

She looked into Xiao Wu's eyes, smiled, and asked, "Do you remember me?"

Being stared at by Song Yun, Xiao Wu felt a little embarrassed and nodded slightly, "I remember."

Hearing Xiao Wu's weak and hoarse voice, Song Yun hurriedly asked, "Does your head hurt?"

Xiao Wu nodded. "It hurts, like someone is chopping my head with an axe."

Xiao Wu's face was extremely pale, his forehead was covered in sweat, and his clothes were mostly soaked with sweat. It was obvious what kind of pain and torture he was enduring.

Song Yun nodded, "Have all your memories been restored?"

Xiao Wu nodded again, "I recovered after taking the medicine for the second time, and I remembered everything." He looked at his mother, feeling extremely lucky to have such a mother. If his mother had not always taken care of him, he might not have been able to wait for this opportunity to recover.

"Come on, I'll give you acupuncture. The pain should be relieved a little after acupuncture."

Song Hao was still carrying a bag in his hand, so he naturally went into the hospital with them.

At this time, Ji Yuanhui and Si Fengnian were both seeing patients. The bed in Si Fengnian's clinic was empty, so Song Yun took Xiao Wu into Si Fengnian's clinic.

"What's going on?" Si Fengnian stopped writing the prescription he was halfway through and turned to ask Song Yun.

Song Yun briefly explained the situation and asked him to help her. She just wanted to borrow the place for a while and also take Feng Ailan and her son to learn the way. When she was not free in the future, she would ask her to bring Xiao Wuye here for acupuncture.

Song Hao put his bag aside and watched Si Fengnian treating patients in the clinic. The more he watched, the more he felt that Si Fengnian looked like Xiao Yun when he was treating patients, whether it was his attitude when talking to patients, the way he asked questions, the posture of taking pulses, or even some habits when writing prescriptions.

He thought that this should be the diagnosis and treatment style of all Chinese medicine practitioners.

On the other side, after Song Yun finished acupuncture for Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu felt that his head was not as painful as before. It still hurt slightly, but it was within the tolerable range and he felt much more comfortable.

Song Yun prescribed some medicine and asked him to take it for at least one month in conjunction with acupuncture treatment.

Fortunately, the herbs weren't expensive; most were common and inexpensive. Otherwise, Feng Ailan wouldn't know what to do. While the medicine wasn't expensive, they still had to stay in Beijing for at least a month, which required money for food and lodging, as well as the cost of acupuncture. She clearly didn't have enough money, and she was in a dilemma.

Seeing Feng Ailan's embarrassment, Si Fengnian gave her an idea. "The military hospital's inpatient department needs to find some temporary nurses. Some soldiers are hospitalized in the inpatient department without their families around, and they need someone to take care of their daily lives. If you are willing, I can introduce you to a job. The salary is one yuan a day, and food and accommodation are provided. In the meantime, you can let Xiao Wu stay in the empty ward in the inpatient department."

Feng Ailan was overjoyed. "I'm willing to do it. I can do it well. Thank you. Thank you so much."

Seeing that Feng Ailan and Xiao Wu had a place to go, Song Yun felt much more at ease and drove Song Hao home.

The father and daughter chatted along the way, and Song Hao mentioned that an old classmate of his was the leader of the Sports Bureau, who was recently worried about not being able to find a sprint seedling.

Song Yun thought of Xiao Wu. Xiao Wu ran so fast that even she exclaimed, "Wow!"