Angry heart disease patient Xia Wan died in an earthquake while going to the hospital for a checkup.
Not only did she transmigrate into the body of a treated-like-a-doxc fake daughter, but he...
In the sun-drenched courtyard of the military compound, a gentle breeze rustles the leaves, as if whispering stories of bygone years.
Sunlight filters through the gaps in the branches and leaves, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow on the ground, creating a scene resembling a natural painting.
The old locust trees in the courtyard, with their lush branches and leaves, stand like loyal guardians, quietly protecting this land full of stories.
The old locust trees have thick and sturdy trunks, and the textures on their bark record the traces of time. They have witnessed the changes in the military compound and the growth and dedication of generations of soldiers.
Over the years, the old locust trees have provided shelter for children fleeing the flames of war and cast a cool shade for soldiers seeking respite on summer nights. They are silent witnesses to the history of the military compound, carrying countless precious memories.
With steady steps and a sprightly air, Old Master Qin walked straight up to Xia Wan. Although he was over seventy years old, his posture remained upright. The years had etched deep wrinkles on his face, but they had also given him a calm and dignified air.
His back was straight, like an ancient pine tree, standing firm even after weathering storms.
His sharp gaze, like a precise ruler, scrutinized Xia Wan from head to toe, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration. "Girl, you're really something!"
Old Master Qin's voice was loud and powerful, with a hint of hearty laughter, echoing in the courtyard, "I heard Qin Yue tell me all about your situation, you helped them a lot!" His voice seemed to carry the heroic spirit of the battlefield, shaking the entire courtyard.
After saying that, Old Master Qin started talking non-stop, praising her endlessly.
He vividly recounted the story he had heard from Qin Yue, not missing a single detail, as if he himself were in the midst of that thrilling street battle.
"That day, you happened to bump into Zhao Qianzheng fighting fiercely with several secret agents on the street. Anyone who saw that scene would have been on tenterhooks!"
Chaos erupted on the streets as pedestrians fled in panic, their screams and shouts filling the air.
Zhao Qian was surrounded by several agile secret agents, and his situation was extremely critical.
His face was covered in sweat, and his clothes were torn in several places, but he did not back down, his eyes showing a firm belief.
Every time he resisted, he displayed the unwavering resolve of a soldier, showing no fear even when wounded.
But you, without the slightest hesitation, with a determined and resolute look in your eyes, stepped forward without hesitation and joined the battle.
As he spoke, Old Master Qin gestured to illustrate the actions he had taken at the time, his expression growing increasingly excited, as if he were reliving that tense moment.
His hands waved in the air, mimicking Xia Wan and Zhao Qian's fight with the spies, while he occasionally uttered "Hey ha" sounds, as if trying to completely recreate the intense scene. His movements were powerful, making the audience feel as if they were there.
"You and Zhao Qian fought side by side, and your teamwork was absolutely perfect. Those spies were agile and clearly not to be trifled with, but you weren't afraid at all. You used both fists and feet, and every move was powerful. In the midst of the fierce fight, you even seized the opportunity to subdue those spies with silver needles. Your technique was so fast and accurate that it was dazzling to watch."
You swiftly retrieve silver needles from your pouch, moving nimbly among the enemies, each needle striking the spies' vital acupoints with unerring accuracy, instantly rendering them incapable of resistance.
Your gaze is focused and unwavering, fixed on the enemy's every move, searching for the perfect opportunity. Each needle strike is like a precise shot, leaving the enemy utterly helpless. The composure and wisdom you display in battle are in no way inferior to those of a seasoned warrior.
Old Master Qin's eyes gleamed, his admiration for Xia Wan overflowing. "Afterwards, despite your exhaustion, you ran all the way to the Public Security Bureau to deliver a message. Do you know that it was because of your timely information that Qin Yue and the others were able to act swiftly and successfully capture those spies in one fell swoop? You have made a great contribution to the country! If it weren't for you, the consequences would have been unimaginable. You single-handedly changed the entire situation."
Of course, all of this was something that Old Master Qin heard from his grandson, Qin Yue.
But these retellings alone are enough to prove that Xia Wan's actions have won everyone's sincere recognition and admiration.
"This girl is brave and resourceful, a true heroine!" Old Master Qin gave her a thumbs up, praising her endlessly, his words of praise flowing like a continuous river.
His voice was full of affirmation and praise for Xia Wan, as if he were announcing Xia Wan's heroic deeds to the world.
His face was beaming with smiles, and his eyes revealed his affection and respect for Xia Wan, as if she were his own granddaughter. His gaze towards Xia Wan was filled with the tenderness and pride of an elder for a younger generation.
Xia Xiong, standing to the side, beamed with immense pride.
His granddaughter was so outstanding that he, as her grandfather, was incredibly proud; his pride practically radiated from his eyes.
He seized the opportunity to boast, "Of course! My Wanwan is no ordinary little girl!"
As Xia Xiong spoke, a gratified smile appeared on his face, his eyes filled with love and pride.
His hearty laughter echoed through the courtyard, as if expressing his boundless pride in his granddaughter. That laughter contained both satisfaction with Xia Wan's growth and anticipation for her future.
Xia Wan felt a little embarrassed by the two men's constant praise, and a faint blush rose on her face, like the clouds on the horizon dyed pink by the setting sun.
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