Wen Jingwan still wants to stay here and continue treating patients.

"Come on, you're in a bad mood. Who can trust you? Besides, my dad needs your care too. He's injured and just had surgery last night. The division commander wants you to go back."

"What? Your dad's injured? Quick, let's go back—"

When faced with a choice between her husband and others, Wen Jingwan naturally chose her husband. Moreover, she knew that almost all the staff who could be transferred from the hospital had been transferred, not just the central hospital, but other hospitals were also full. Although she didn't know much about her husband's condition or how he had the surgery, she was really worried. Those who stayed behind could only get minor medical treatment at most.

Her husband had surgery, so it must be a serious situation. She was worried about the possibility of something going wrong.

After Jiang Qiao had someone relay the message to the team leader, she and Song Junqiang helped Wen Jingwan into the car.

Jiang Qiao was partly weak, but also frightened; she didn't want to scare her mother.

"Don't worry, the surgery was a success. My dad is fine and has already woken up. He even ate quite a bit at noon. Mom, why don't you eat something to tide you over? You didn't eat breakfast or lunch, did you?"

Wen Jingwan sighed, "More than that, I haven't even slept, so I can't eat anything at all. Just looking at me makes me want to vomit, so it's better not to eat at all."

However, upon seeing the vegetable porridge that Jiang Qiao brought, Wen Jingwan immediately felt a surge of appetite; the porridge looked delicious.

Jiang Qiao looked at her wolfing down her food and said with a hint of resentment, "Look at you, you're already like this, what are you still persisting for? You only know how to save people, but you don't know how to take good care of the one in your belly. What if something happens to her? I've never seen such a selfless person as you. Other people's lives are lives, but the one in your belly isn't?"

Song Junqiang, standing to the side, tried to comfort Jiang Qiao, saying, "Qiao'er, don't blame your mother, she's a soldier—"

Jiang Qiao snorted, "So what if they're soldiers? Soldiers should take better care of their bodies, especially someone like my mom. It's not easy to train a medical professional."

Wen Jingwan humbly accepted her daughter's complaints, knowing that she had pushed herself too hard.

"Qiao'er, Qiao'er, Mommy won't do this again. I'll definitely take good care of my health. Tell Mommy, what's wrong with your father?"

Jiang Qiao sighed and gestured for Wen Jingwan to continue eating. "You guys are really something. You took all the staff and even all the medicine. My dad almost couldn't have the surgery. Luckily, I managed to get some medicine, otherwise it would have been really bad."

"That's not right, the surgeons have all arrived, so who performed the surgery on your father?"

Wen Jingwan swallowed what was in her mouth, but still couldn't help asking another question. She was genuinely curious and worried.

"Don't worry, I saw it with my own eyes in the operating room. Those two interns did it themselves. I was just helping out. My dad is fine. With proper care afterward, he should be alright."

Let's go to the hospital first, you go get checked out, then go home and rest. My grandpa's still waiting at home, don't forget, your dad's worried about you.

Wen Jingwan felt utterly embarrassed; she had completely forgotten about it when she was busy.

"Okay, okay, we'll do it your way. My daughter is the best."

Jiang Qiao touched her nose and nodded without any politeness, "That's right, who am I? Your daughter, of course I'm amazing."

Upon seeing his wife, Gu Zhengfeng felt a pang of heartache. "My God, why did you come here? I'm fine. You should go back and rest. Look at how pale you are! My God, is the baby alright?"

Wen Jingwan smiled and shook her head. "It's alright, he's very well-behaved. How are you? Does it still hurt?"

Jiang Qiao and the others had already gotten up and left, leaving the couple alone.

Qian Bicheng asked about what Jiang Qiao and the others had seen in the past.

"Sigh, it's not looking good. There are a lot of casualties. Uncle, do you know who did it?"

Qian Bicheng shook his head. "We really don't know much about this. If I'm not mistaken, it should be enemy agents. As for whether they've been caught or not, that's the police's job. Our troops have already gone over to help with martial law and the search. Since everything's alright, I'll be leaving now. Qiao'er, Junqiang, I'll leave things here to you two."

After Qian Bicheng left, Wen Jingwan, seeing the man's demeanor, didn't want to leave anymore. It was only after Jiang Qiao and Gu Zhengfeng insisted that Song Junqiang take her home.

Even Jiang Qiao, after preparing meals for everyone, Gu Zhengfeng sent his daughter back home. Song Junqiang was enough for him, and the nurses could help with medicine and other things. He really didn't need this daughter.

Before leaving, Jiang Qiao peeled apples for Gu Zhengfeng and Song Junqiang.

"Sister Qiao'er is really something, there's no need to peel it at all, it's fine to eat it like this."

Song Junqiang was already happy to have something to eat, especially since the apples were really delicious. He usually didn't have the chance to eat them, not because he didn't want to buy them, but because they were hard to find. These were scarce products, and with poor harvests of grains, these were even more scarce.

Only when he was with Gu Zhengfeng could he manage to smuggle some from his office; otherwise, he would have almost forgotten what an apple tasted like.

Gu Zhengfeng was also envious. He was young after all. Look at this kid, eating one thing after another without showing any discomfort. He really didn't dare to eat too much. If he ate too much, not only would it be troublesome to go to the toilet, but he also wouldn't be able to digest it. His daughter always made good things for him. You can imagine how uncomfortable it would be if he ate too much.

After eating one apple, he stopped and instead picked up the hawthorn cake his daughter had made and slowly ate it, as it aids digestion.

While eating, Song Junqiang exclaimed, "Uncle, I don't want my sister to leave. As long as she comes, we can eat delicious food."

Gu Zhengfeng glared at his nephew, who was eating with a gluttonous expression. "You brat, are you starving?"

Song Junqiang sighed, "No, I'm saying that the two of you combined aren't as good as my sister's cooking, don't you think?"

Gu Zhengfeng rolled his eyes at him with amusement. "I want to too, but your little sister Qiao'er has to go back. There are people there who need her to take care of. And I wonder how your father is doing now?"

Song Junqiang shook his head. "He doesn't talk about work, so who knows? Anyway, I haven't heard from him for a while, and I haven't had time to go back. Maybe I can give my mom a hint, but my mom doesn't know anything about his work. Sigh, I wonder how my mom and the others are doing."

If Qiao'er goes back, she can take care of them a bit. My mom and the others don't know anyone here, and they're counting on Qiao'er."

Gu Zhengfeng nodded. "Qiao'er won't be staying much longer. It's fine for her to go back."

Jiang Qiao knew she couldn't stay there any longer, so she went back that night and told the old man and Wen Jingwan about her plan to go back in a few days.

"Mom, please take it easy here. With Dad like this, he definitely can't help you with special meals for the time being."

I'll go into town again later and find you some food so you and Dad can eat it slowly.

Wen Songtao also planned to go with Jiang Qiao. "I'll go see my son-in-law tomorrow. Girl, if you find anything good, bring some back for Grandpa."

"Don't worry, you don't need to tell me."