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"You said your daughter took a master who taught her martial arts, and now she's teaching you? What medicine did you drink that made you scream all day?"
Zheng Jianmin nodded: "Yes, yes, as expected of the commander, even the division commander has been trying to understand for so long."
Li Ping'an rolled his eyes: "Do you think I don't understand? I don't believe it! This is utter nonsense! You believe what a two-year-old says! Zheng Jianmin, it's a good thing you were transferred to an administrative position. If you ask me, if you were doing another mission and someone threatened you with your daughter, you would definitely have no principles! Hurry up and get to the infirmary! Don't drink anything you shouldn't!"
Geng Mingjun remained silent, but his expression showed that he didn't believe it either.
Zheng Jianmin also felt that this matter was indeed difficult to understand. Suddenly, he thought of something and hurriedly went out to get his large porcelain jar.
"I'm not lying to you. Look, the marks are still there. My daughter just pressed it down, and the whole blanket deflated. Then she pulled it like this, back and forth like that..."
Zheng Jianmin was stunned before he even finished. What was he just doing?
Meanwhile, Li Ping'an and Geng Mingjun, who had been looking helpless, sat up straight and serious.
"Give me that porcelain jar you're holding so I can take a look."
Zheng Jianmin handed the porcelain jar in his hand to Li Ping'an, while looking at his own hand with disbelief on his face.
He had only intended to demonstrate, but unexpectedly, he actually replicated the action his daughter had performed in front of him!
Li Pingan took it and checked its quality, then handed the porcelain jar to Geng Mingjun.
Geng Mingjun also took a look.
This finally confirmed what Zheng Jianmin had said earlier. Although it seemed unbelievable, it now had a sliver of credibility.
Just as the two were about to ask Zheng Jianmin for details, they saw him search around the house for a long time, then go out and find a 5-centimeter-thick wooden board. Then, right in front of them, he performed a demonstration of chopping the wooden board with his bare hands.
With a "crack!", the wooden board split in two.
Immediately afterwards, Zheng Jianmin exclaimed, "Ah, hiss!" Then, he started chuckling to himself.
Li Ping'an rolled his eyes speechlessly. Even if this guy became some kind of expert, he wouldn't be envious at all. He's just a sissy!
"Alright, stop grinning like an idiot. Tell me exactly what happened. Also, what about what your daughter said about giving you things that she can give to other people?"
Zheng Jianmin quickly and seriously began to explain.
Zheng Jianmin was excited at the thought that he could continue fighting alongside his comrades in another way. He had come through the hail of bullets and knew that even though weapons were becoming more and more powerful, one's own physical fitness was the key to survival.
Countless times, his comrades and companions had fallen before his eyes, how could Zheng Jianmin not be heartbroken?
Therefore, if we can improve our comrades' combat capabilities, even by just a little bit, that little bit could very well allow them to survive the mission.
But he himself also had his own selfish motives.
Since Zheng Jianmin switched to an administrative position, he has been dealing with numbers all day long, which he doesn't really like.
However, his daughter was too young, and he couldn't leave her. He felt that with his combat experience and what his daughter taught him, he might be able to become an army instructor. Rank didn't matter; as long as he was in the army and his daughter wouldn't go hungry, that was enough.
Zheng Jianmin recounted the whole story to his superiors. Li Ping'an and Geng Mingjun exchanged a glance and realized that the key to the matter lay in the bowl of medicine Zheng Jianmin had drunk that day.
"How are you feeling now about the medicine you drank today?"
Zheng Jianmin thought for a moment and said, "I feel like I've become stronger."
Li Pingan resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "Forget it, you don't know anything at all. Where's your daughter? Aren't you scared being out there alone for so long? Hurry up and call her in, we have some questions for her too."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Jianmin immediately ran out and saw Nan Qu looking around in the courtyard.
"Honey, what are you looking at?"
Nan Qu said, "Nothing. Are you finished talking?"
Zheng Jianmin explained, "The two uncles want to ask about the medicine I drank today. I don't really understand it. Why don't you go in and explain it to them yourself?"
Zheng Jianmin is not stupid; on the contrary, he is very clever. He knows how to conceal his abilities.
He can't appear too clever in front of his superiors. After all, he's only 25 and already a regimental commander; such rapid promotion is bound to attract jealousy. If he's too smart in front of the leaders and makes them feel pressured, he'll be the one in trouble!
However, his daughter can be intelligent! Of course, his daughter is intelligent to begin with.
Nan Qu had guessed they would come looking for her, so she nodded and said, "Let's go in."
Upon entering the bedroom, Nanqu took out the prescription she had prepared earlier: "This is the prescription my master gave me. My father is drinking this tonight."
The content inside was written by her in modern times, on local paper, and with a local pen. The only difference is that the handwriting is clearly that of an adult.
Zheng Jianmin's eyes widened, and he quietly walked up to his daughter: "Daughter, is there another prescription?"
Nan Qu nodded: "Yes. But I can't read, so even though my master gave me the prescription, I can't use it. That's why my master had no choice but to take me to gather herbs."
Nan Qu explained to Zheng Jianmin, and also to Li Ping'an and the other person.
Geng Mingjun took the prescription, glanced at it, and then handed it to Li Ping'an. Li Ping'an looked at the several rows of medicine names and felt dizzy: "Yueyue, tell your uncle, what did your master teach you?"
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