Kang Yan bit her lip and wanted to say something, but finally held back.

She knew her current situation and could not offend Meng Wanshu, otherwise her life in the capital would be even more miserable.

Seeing that Kang Yan didn't say anything, Meng Wanshu didn't bother to pay attention to her anymore and turned around to leave.

At this moment, Kang Yan suddenly said, "Meng Wanshu, don't be so proud. Wait until the baby in my mother's belly is born, and then you will wait and see! I want to see how you will deal with it when the time comes."

Meng Wanshu stopped, turned around and looked at Kang Yan, with a mocking smile on her face: "Do you think the baby in your mother's belly can change anything? You are wrong, my father has the final say in this family, I will always be my father's daughter, but you are just a stepdaughter"

After saying that, Meng Wanshu left without looking back.

Kang Yan sat on the bed, staring fiercely at the door, and swore in her heart that she would make Meng Wanshu pay the price.

On the other hand, Jiang Yule did not need to go with Meng Wanshu to pick up her father, so she went to the military area with Mu Chuan.

The troops had only heard of Jiang Yule, who had taken down Mu Chuan, the king of soldiers, as soon as she appeared. But now, Mu Chuan suddenly appeared with a very beautiful girl. After learning that the other party was Mu Chuan's wife Jiang Yule, everyone instantly understood that such a look... seemed understandable.

He is also a doctor, with both talent and integrity. It is only natural that he should take down Mu Chuan.

As everyone was looking at him, Mu Chuan stopped the car at the fork in the road. "I have something to do later and can't accompany you. Should I take you to the dormitory? Or to the infirmary? Tan Xiuming has been on duty here for the past month."

"I'll go to the infirmary." Compared to the many sisters-in-law she didn't know in the dormitory, Jiang Yule still felt that Tan Xiuming was more relaxing.

"Okay, I'll take you there, and I'll come to have lunch with you guys at noon."

"good"

Mu Chuan started the car and drove to the infirmary. He sent Jiang Yule to Tan Xiuming's office and then went to do his own things. As for the relationship between Tan Xiuming and Jiang Yule...

Over the past year or so, Mu Chuan had a lot of contact with Tan Xiuming. He knew what kind of person he was. He also knew that if Tan Xiuming said he had let it go, then he really had let it go. In that case, Tan Xiuming and Jiang Yule were like-minded, so they were their friends, and he had nothing to be on guard against. On the contrary, Jiang Yule was with Tan Xiuming, so she could focus on her own business with peace of mind. With Tan Xiuming taking care of her, Jiang Yule would definitely be fine.

Infirmary

Tan Xiuming looked around the room and said, "Doctor Tan, you are a famous doctor in the military hospital. Isn't it a waste of your talent to be on duty here?"

Tan Xiuming made a cup of scented tea and placed it on the table. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a knock on the door.

"Enter"

"Doctor Tan, I have cut my leg, please take care of it." A soldier limped in, his pants soaked with blood, but he looked like nothing happened. Jiang Yule frowned frequently. Are these soldiers too tough?

When Jiang Yule was staring at his wound, the soldier realized that there was someone in Tan Xiuming's office. He didn't know whether to go in or out, so he just stood there stupidly at the door.

Jiang Yule was standing at the door. Seeing that he didn't move, his occupational disease came to his head. He stepped forward and held the man's arm, "You should sit on the bed. You are injured so badly, why don't you find someone to take you here?"

Being supported by such a pretty girl, the soldier's whole body stiffened, and the burning sensation on his hands seemed to be even stronger than the pain in his legs.

Seeing this, Tan Xiuming stepped forward to take over Jiang Yule's support and said, "Let me do it, you sit down."

After the soldier sat on the bed, Tan Xiuming prepared his tools and prepared to check the wound. The wound was on the thigh, and the only way to treat it was to cut open the trouser leg. Just as he was about to start, the soldier suddenly stopped Tan Xiuming.

Tan Xiuming was about to scold him for not moving, but he saw the soldier's face turn red and he looked at Jiang Yule on the sofa embarrassedly.

"That's your Brigade Commander Mu's wife. She's also a doctor. She's seen everything. Don't speculate." After Tan Xiuming said this, Jiang Yule knew what the soldier was being stubborn about. He smiled helplessly, stood up and sat down in front of Tan Xiuming's desk. There was a curtain blocking the view, so he couldn't see anything.

"I'll sit here and not bother you."

"It's Commander Mu's wife," the soldier said to Doctor Tan with a wink. Tan Xiuming nodded and ignored him. While treating the wound, he answered Jiang Yule's question.

"Normally speaking, those who work in a military hospital should have a military rank, but people like me who were specially hired from other hospitals are quite special, and it is not realistic for me to participate in training right now, so I am on duty in the military hospital."

"Is that so? Will I need it later?" Jiang Yule was thoughtful. She didn't dislike the infirmary, but it was a bit of a waste of time. She went to the military hospital to study, not to bandage her wounds.

"You don't need to. You are here for research and study. You will return to your original position after a period of transfer."

"By the way, I heard that you recently came up with a new suturing method that makes the wound smaller and heals faster. The one on his leg also needs a few stitches. Do you want to try it?"

Tan Xiuming's sudden words made the soldier leaning on the hospital bed open his eyes wide and look up. He is a human being, not a guinea pig!

"Will it be inconvenient?" Jiang Yule hesitated. He was under local anesthesia, not general anesthesia. Is it really appropriate for others to just sit there and listen to them talking?

Upon hearing this, Tan Xiuming glanced at the soldier, as if he was talking to Jiang Yule, or as if he was explaining to the soldier, "It's nothing. A heart wound can be sewn with a knife in your Beijing City Hospital. Besides, they have a lot of daily training, so wouldn't it be better if they heal faster?"

Anyway, after saying this, the soldier stopped struggling. What Doctor Tan said was true. Everything else was fine, but delaying the training would be bad.

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