When Jiang Yuman opened her eyes, she found herself transmigrated into a book as the male lead’s evil ex-wife, who was already six months pregnant.
In the original story, the original Jiang Y...
The day after Qin Dongling woke up, President Gao allowed him to eat, so Jiang Yuman brought soup from home to see him every day.
The efficacy of Lingquan Water cannot be underestimated. In just two days, Qin Dongling's recovery was very optimistic and he could already sit up slowly with the help of others.
When Political Commissar Zhuo saw this, he couldn't help but make a joke, "What kind of magic medicine did you take to make you recover so well?"
Sun Shifu knew that he was happy, and explained, "You and Xiaoman come to visit every day. The Chief of the General Staff is in a good mood, so he will recover faster."
"What does it have to do with me?"
Political Commissar Zhuo was amused. "I called him that day, but he didn't respond at all. When he heard Xiao Man's voice, he quickly moved his fingers."
Qin Dongling didn't respond.
After the operation, he had a very confusing dream. In the dream, he saw many people.
Parents who died unexpectedly, comrades who died on the battlefield, young Xu Mei… everyone gathered together, all with charming smiles, and he seemed to have really entered his own paradise.
So subconsciously, Qin Dongling didn't want to wake up.
The voice that worried him the most came to his ears.
It had only been a short time since he met his daughter, and he hadn't waited for his grandchildren to grow up, and he hadn't protected their happiness throughout their lives...
All the things converge into a strong feeling of resentment.
It was a father's love for his daughter that brought him back to consciousness.
But Qin Dongling would not tell Political Commissar Zhuo about these words.
Political Commissar Zhuo didn't want to stay here either, as he had other important tasks to attend to, so he left the ward after sitting there for a short while.
Not long after he left, Jiang Yuman came into the ward carrying some tonic soup.
"Don't work so hard," Qin Donling's voice was still a little weak, "It's the same in the hospital."
He really didn't want Jiang Yuman to be so tired.
"I'm just being filial," Jiang Yuman said as she sat on the bed. "Dad, please don't stop me."
In front of the word "Dad", Qin Dongling threw away his weapons and drank up all the soup even though he had no appetite.
This continued for the next three days.
Seeing the Chief of General Staff's complexion slowly recover, President Gao exclaimed in amazement, "The Chief of General Staff's various indicators are much better than I expected."
Sun Shifu: "It's all thanks to Xiaoman, who brings tonic soup every day." As he spoke, his eyes were full of smiles.
"Comrade Yuman is truly filial."
After sighing, President Gao also said with concern, "But she is preparing for the art troupe's performance and sending gifts. Can she come over if she is busy?"
Because of his daughter, he was more familiar with the affairs of the General Political Department.
Sun Shifu was stunned. He really didn't know that the General Political Department was also busy recently.
"I'll take some time to tell Xiaoman that the Chief of Staff isn't having any problems. Tell her not to strain herself."
President Gao said happily, "The Chief of General Staff is so lucky to have such a filial daughter."
The two exchanged a few polite words before he went to another ward.
Sun Shifu was peeling fruit for Qin Dongling and told him about this.
In the afternoon, when Jiang Yuman came over, Qin Dongling advised her to pay more attention to rest.
"It's OK," Jiang Yuman said, "The female soldiers have almost finished rehearsing, I just want to see the results. I'm not too tired."
Sun Shifu handed her half of the apple. As Jiang Yuman ate the apple, she remembered that it was Political Commissar Zhuo who bought it, so she asked him, "Why haven't I seen the Political Commissar these days?"
"He has something to do these days and is not in Beijing at this time every year." Qin Dongling explained.
Jiang Yuman became even more curious. What could happen that would cause the political commissar to be away from the capital at this time every year?
"Xiao Man, please don't call me so strangely."