"There's no way to give an exact treatment plan; the family can only adjust it gradually."

"Thank you." Qin Xiaoyu squeezed out two words with a bitter expression. She had expected this outcome, but facing it in person was still quite difficult.

"It's okay, Xiaoyu, it'll be alright," Zhou Yue quickly comforted her.

Although the medical results were not satisfactory, the trip to the provincial capital couldn't be in vain. There was a military museum in the provincial capital, and Commander Zhou had promised Hanhan that they would visit it.

"What's so interesting about that lousy place? Let's go shopping for clothes!" Zhou Yue said carelessly, winking and dragging Qin Xiaoyu out of line, only to be glared at by Zhou Xing's mother.

"I think I'll go to the museum with her. My little sister is a bit clingy, and I'm afraid Aunt Zhou won't be able to handle her." Qin Xiaoyu wasn't in a good mood after hearing what the doctor said, and she wasn't in the mood to go shopping.

In addition, the little sister was either frightened by seeing too many strangers or tired from being handled by the doctors and nurses, so she stayed in the adults' arms and refused to get down.

Zhou Xing's mother was worried and held her for a long time, but Qin Xiaoyu was afraid that she would get tired, so she switched arms with her.

"Let me do it." Zhou Xing snatched it from Qin Xiaoyu's hands without saying a word. Surprisingly, his little sister agreed and didn't cry or make a fuss. She rested her head on his neck and hugged him without moving.

Hanhan and Commander Zhou had long since let loose, not caring about what would happen later, and explored the entire military museum from top to bottom.

"Grandpa, look! A Type 99 tank!" Hanhan's eyes lit up. After running a few steps, she was attracted by the tank next to her and jumped up and down, shouting, "T-62! Grandpa, it's a T-62!"

"Incredible, incredible, old commander, your grandson is amazing!" The curator, who had accompanied him the whole way, was completely stunned by Hanhan's extensive military knowledge.

Even Qin Xiaoyu was amazed. She had taught Hanhan to read a lot, but there weren't many books at home. The Zhou family's collection of books made up for this deficiency; this was truly a great bargain.

"Old sir, this young man is truly remarkable! If you nurture him well, he'll be extraordinary in the future," the curator praised.

"This kid's alright, he's a bit smart, nothing special," Commander Zhou said modestly, but his wide grin that almost reached his ears betrayed him.

Qin Xiaoyu felt a little awkward when she heard Hanhan being referred to as the Zhou family's grandson, but she couldn't refute it.

Lunch was arranged by the museum. Hanhan, remembering there were still a few enclosed exhibition halls to see, ate very quickly. Commander Zhou, always accommodating to Hanhan, also finished eating quickly. Little Sister had no appetite, so Zhou Xing's mother coaxed her into eating half a bowl of porridge.

"Why don't you two watch over her? We'll go back first. I think my little sister looks a bit listless; she needs to sleep." Zhou Xing's mother turned her little sister over and held her in her arms, trying to coax her to sleep.

"Auntie, let me take her. This girl has gained a lot of weight recently, and your arms will get sore if you hold her for a while." Qin Xiaoyu wanted to take her little sister from her.

“It’s okay. Zhou Xing was even fatter when he was little, but I could still carry him.”

One sentence from Zhou Xing's mother made Zhou Xing blush deeply.

After some discussion, it was decided that Commander Zhou would stay with Hanhan, while the others would return to the guesthouse. As they got out of the car, Little Sister was already drowsy. Qin Xiaoyu quickly picked her up and took her back to the room.

The younger sister was sleeping restlessly, waking up every now and then, and Qin Xiaoyu didn't dare leave. As it gradually got dark, she became a little anxious.

Although the main reason for this trip was to see her younger sister, the Tang family knew about it, so she had to bring back some local specialties; she couldn't go empty-handed.

When she first returned, she noticed a shop on the roadside not far from the guesthouse. However, back in the 1980s, the shop closed at five o'clock, and she was afraid it would be closed if she went out late.

"Is my little sister asleep? Is she alright?" Zhou Yue asked, worried, and came over to check on her.

"I couldn't sleep well, and it's good that you're here. Could you keep an eye on things for me? I need to go out and buy some things." Qin Xiaoyu had finally found a savior.

"It's dark outside, and you don't know anyone here, so don't go out," Zhou Yue quickly stopped her.

"Don't worry, I've been out even later than tonight," Qin Xiaoyu said confidently.

She felt that the public security was better in the 1980s, and the people were very honest, so she felt safer walking at night.

She left the guesthouse and followed the location she remembered. The shop was still open, but the staff were taking inventory and would close soon.

Qin Xiaoyu bought some candy for his wife, two pieces of cloth for Hanhan's grandmother and his cousin's wife, and two bottles of wine for his cousin and Hanhan's grandfather. His hands were already full of two large bags, and they were getting heavy. Qin Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and bought another bag of pastries for Master Wang; any more and he really couldn't carry them anymore.

When I first entered the store, it was still dusk; when I came out, the city lights were already on, and it felt like a completely different world.

Qin Xiaoyu walked on the unfamiliar road, feeling uneasy. The streetlights were sparse and dim, with only one every so often, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Qin Xiaoyu suddenly stopped. She realized she had taken the wrong route. According to the way she came, the military guesthouse should be right in front of her, but it was clearly a cluster of single-story residential houses.

Qin Xiaoyu retreated the way she came, but this time she was even more speechless; the store was nowhere to be found. The things in her hands were getting heavier and heavier, making her fingers ache.

The more anxious she became, the more lost she felt, as if she were in a maze.

It's been about an hour since she came out, and Qin Xiaoyu is becoming increasingly flustered.

She tried to calm down and find a landmark, but quickly failed. Although it was the provincial capital, the night was deathly quiet, with very few lights and a few sparse buildings that obscured each other and were quite in the way.

She wanted to ask someone for directions; the military guesthouse was such a large place, surely everyone knew it. But where could she find someone?

Qin Xiaoyu stood at the intersection, looking around blankly, when she suddenly heard a sharp whistle. She turned around and saw several men walking towards her.

They reeked of alcohol and staggered as they walked. Upon seeing Qin Xiaoyu, they all stopped in their tracks.

Because they were going to the provincial capital, Qin Xiaoyu couldn't wear her usual clothes. There wasn't enough time to buy new ones or have them made, so Zhou Yue insisted on giving her one of her own unworn trench coats.

The trench coat is light purple, with a style reminiscent of the former Soviet Union, featuring a large lapel, double-breasted design, and a matching belt around the waist.

For convenience, Qin Xiaoyu braided her hair and then coiled it up before going out, making her small face look clean and delicate.

Those drunkards seemed to have discovered a new continent; they couldn't take their eyes off them.

Qin Xiaoyu sensed danger and took off running, disregarding direction. She needed to shake them off first.

But the things in her hands became heavier and heavier, and she couldn't walk fast no matter what.

The group of men chased after her, laughing and joking. When they reached the street corner, they surrounded Qin Xiaoyu from all sides.

"Hey, this girl is really pretty." A guy leaned close to Qin Xiaoyu, his breath reeking of alcohol.

"Get out of the way!" Qin Xiaoyu shouted, hoping that a passerby would hear her.

"Don't yell now, you can yell when I tell you to." A guy reached out and touched Qin Xiaoyu's face.

Qin Xiaoyu was terrified and screamed.

"Get her away, not here!" someone said. Several men attacked at the same time. No matter how much Qin Xiaoyu struggled, she was no match for the strength of the men. The things in her hands were thrown all over the ground, and she was dragged into the alley.