At this moment, Xu Qing was extremely glad that he had chosen to come to Beijing. He had a strong premonition that as long as he recognized Jiang Yuman, the Xu family would surely prosper.
Her background is so powerful.
In just a short moment, Xu Qing was filled with thoughts.
Ji Fangshu paid attention to literary newspapers. She just felt that the person in front of her looked very familiar and that he had an extraordinary status.
In response to Zhuo Dingying's question, she nodded, "Yes, we are Manman's..." uncle and aunt.
Before he could utter these two names, he was interrupted by Jiang Yuman.
"No, it's Director Ji of the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe, and Xu Siyu of the Southwest Military Region."
The smiles on Xu Qing and his wife's faces froze. "Manman, are you still resentful of us?"
The two tried to persuade him earnestly, "It's normal for you to resent us, but don't say angry words. So many of us are looking for your mother, especially your grandmother, who is not mentally clear and is in a nursing home."
It must be said that both of them were very eloquent. If it weren't for the bits and pieces of information from the 22nd Division, Jiang Yuman would have almost believed it.
"Let's talk about this later," Fu Jingchen saw that Jiang Yuman was upset and directly ordered her to leave. "Manman needs quiet now."
"Yes," Sun Shifu also said, "The Chief of General Staff is still in surgery, why are you running here and talking so loudly?"
Although he was not clear about the complicated relationship between the young lady and the couple in front of him, he could see that Jiang Yuman hated them.
As long as it was someone she hated, it was the Chief of the General Staff and someone she hated.
Political Commissar Zhuo had almost the same thought and closed his eyes and clasped his hands together again, completely ignoring Xu Qing and his wife beside him.
The two of them felt a little embarrassed.
But they had no intention of leaving. They put the things they bought on the ground and waited outside.
Jiang Yuman's thoughts had already run into the operating room, and she had no time to pay attention to them. Fu Jingchen saw that his wife was uneasy, so he held her hand tightly and put his arm around her shoulders.
Political Commissar Zhuo occasionally saw this and nodded secretly in his heart.
This boy is indeed a good man who loves his wife.
Time passed by bit by bit. The operating room was too long and everyone was outside, so they couldn't even hear the sounds coming from inside.
Seeing that it was time for dinner, Xu Qing gave Ji Fangshu a look, and Ji Fangshu handed a piece of fruit to Jiang Yumen.
Jiang Yuman simply ignored it.
Xu Qing handed it to Zhuo Dingying. Since he arrived here, the political commissar has been moving around constantly. His shoes are almost worn out. He must be very hungry.
But this action definitely made the political commissar unhappy.
He said with a straight face: "We are here to wait for Dong Ling to perform surgery, not to eat and drink outside. If Xu Simu is hungry, come quickly."
Xu Qing stretched out his hand, then awkwardly pulled it back.
In the end, no one took the things in the hands of the two.
They themselves were extremely embarrassed, had not eaten, and were also upset that they had displeased the political commissar.
In the blink of an eye, almost another hour had passed.
Gradually, as occasional people came in and out, everyone became more concerned and stood up.
Finally, President Gao came out and took off his mask with a tired look.
"The surgery went well, but we need to observe it for a few days. At the moment, there shouldn't be any major problems."
Jiang Yuman listened with great tension and her whole body went limp. Fortunately, Fu Jingchen supported her and she did not fall.
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