After some chatting and laughing, the atmosphere in the ward became quite harmonious.
But this was all Fu Jingchen's forced cooperation. His injuries were not light. After Qin Dongling came out after understanding the situation, the estimated time for transfer to the hospital had been determined.
"We may not even have enough painkillers here. Since the 22nd Division is ready to take them, we need to return within five days at the latest."
Qin Dongling was meticulous and considered everything comprehensively, but seeing him standing in front of him, Fu Jingchen felt nervous as if he was waiting for his leader's evaluation and instructions.
"Jiang Yuman, go back to the military housing with Yuncong and the others to rest." Qin Dongling looked at Jiang Yuman, "Your uncle Sun and I will be watching over you. You've had such a hard time on the way here. Jianyi is downstairs too. Come back after you've rested."
Guan Yuncong and others were waiting downstairs specifically. Jiang Yuman couldn't refuse, so she took her things and went downstairs.
In an instant, they were the only two people left in the ward.
Qin Dongling sat down beside the bed and asked in a gentle tone, "Are the injuries to your hands and feet serious?"
"My hand is fine," Fu Jingchen shook his head, "and my foot is fine too."
"Don't try to be so stubborn in front of me," Qin Dongling said, having gone to the doctor to inquire about the situation. His eyes were like those of a junior who didn't understand his situation. "You should be thankful that you're alive and well, and that you have a family. Why are you being so careless about your meritorious service?"
Back then, he had no worries and devoted himself to it. Fu Jingchen was in a completely different situation, but he could still do this. As a soldier, he admired him, but as a father-in-law, he condemned him.
"I didn't expect this to happen." Fu Jingchen told the truth.
He had originally thought that a second-class merit would be considered good enough, but things did not develop in a way that he could control.
When I lay down on the ground and the mine exploded, I had already left everything to fate.
Fortunately, fate favors him, and he still has the same wife and son.
While the two were talking, the nurse came over with a cart to change the dressing.
The Chief of the General Staff was like an ordinary father caring for his child, watching him change the dressing carefully. When he saw the scarred back after the bandages were removed, his brows were tightly furrowed.
After changing the dressing, she followed the nurse's instructions and put Fu Jingchen's hand on her shoulder, using the force to help him get up and move slowly.
Fu Jingchen was taller than Qin Dongling. When he supported his father-in-law, he looked at his temples with white hair, and an indescribable touch surged in his heart.
Although Dad's shoulders were still strong, he was slowly getting older. It would be him who would be the successor who would make Jiang Yuman respected and dignified wherever she went.
The two walked around the center of the ward for a few steps, fearing that the wound would tear, and finally returned to the bed.
A son-in-law is half a son. Qin Dongling knew that he was good to Jiang Yuman, so he was very patient with him. Without saying too much, Fu Jingchen understood his good intentions.
Even in the afternoon when Jiang Yuman came over after washing up, he was still the one who took over everything.
Fan Qiang and the others watched with envy, "From the injury our leader sustained this time, I can see why. It's great to have a wife, and it's also great to have a father-in-law."
Fortunately, their injuries were not serious, otherwise why would their wives, children and father-in-law come all the way to visit them? It really makes me sad just thinking about it.
The nurse called out again, "Comrades, come quickly to change the dressing."
After a few minutes of chatting, I hurried back to the ward.
that's all,
For several days, Qin Dongling and Jiang Yuman stayed with Fu Jingchen. He was in a good mood, and with the help of the spiritual spring water, the wound did not get infected as the doctor had worried, and it healed much faster than expected.
"Without infection or complications, the risk is much greater."
The doctor said cautiously, "But the journey back this time is long, so you must pay attention to your safety at all times."
"We understand."
The medical staff who followed the car prepared medicines on board. Fan Qiang and several others were also in other cars. Because they were all heroes, the jeep that took them to the station was decorated with big red flowers.
When they got on the train, there was a separate carriage prepared for them, each with a separate sleeping room.
Jiang Yuman sat next to Fu Jingchen, watching the vast scenery outside slowly recede, and sighed: "It seems like the first time I took the train to the Shinianzi Brigade was just yesterday, and it's been almost three years in a blink of an eye."
What has changed is their identity and circumstances, but what remains unchanged is the people around them.
Recalling the past, Fu Jingchen held his wife's hand tightly and looked out the window together.
…
After receiving the news from the Border Defense Hospital, Zheng Liujiang of the 22nd Division became the busiest person in the entire Southwest Military Region.
Not only do they need to complete their official duties on time every day, but they also have to patrol around and work part-time in other divisions to solicit hatred in their spare time.
Finally, Bie couldn't stand it anymore and called Wei Liao.
Wei Liao's eyelids twitched as well. He glanced at Zheng Liujiang beside him and tried to smooth things over. "It's easy to change a country, but hard to change one's nature. He's been showing off for a long time. If he could change, he would have done it long ago. Why would he wait until today?"
What's more, this time the Shenfeng Camp brought back so many plaques as if they were doing wholesale. Even if it were him, he couldn't help but feel secretly happy.
"Old Commander,"
The division commander on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment. "It was okay before. He just came here occasionally to show off. But this time, he's completely over the top. He has lost all his military restraint. I think you should let the Shenfeng Battalion go to another division..."
The soldiers have suffered from Zheng staying in the border for a long time!
"Good, you're here to steal my girlfriend," Zheng Liujiang couldn't sit still any longer. "The Shenfeng Battalion belongs to our 22nd Division. You're dreaming."
After the call ended, Wei Liao and Zheng Liujiang looked at each other.
"I've received at least three calls like this recently," Wei Liao said helplessly. "Don't be so picky. Just be happy that something bad happened to you. But you're only happy when someone chases me and asks me to transfer the Divine Front Battalion?"
Zheng Liujiang was very dissatisfied. The word "low-key" did not exist in his dictionary. If it were in the past, he would definitely have had a good argument with Wei Liao.
Things are different now. With Zheng Jiqing and Wei Qing's affairs at stake, he dare not act rashly.
He could only put on a learned expression, said a few more words, and walked out of the study.
When I went downstairs, I met Wei Min who came back for lunch.
As soon as Wei Minxian saw Zheng Liujiang, his heart began to beat fast. He felt that his daughter was about to be taken away by a pig, but he couldn't stop the pig's father from coming home.
"Comrade Wei Min, you're back so late. Have you eaten?"
"Not yet. Where's Commander Zheng?"
"No, I'll eat it when I get back. I'm leaving now."
“…….”
After exchanging a few simple polite words and watching the other party leave, Wei Min hurried into the study and wanted to ask his father what he was doing there.
As soon as I entered, I saw my father take out a notebook from the bookcase at the back and put on his reading glasses to check it.
"Dad, what are you looking at?" he wondered.
Wei Liao looked up and said, "You're back just in time. Come and help me find the phone number of the commander of the Northwest Military Region."
"What's the matter with your call to him?" Wei Min took the notebook and helped check it.
"Nothing much," Wei Liao said with a smile, "It's just been a while since we last chatted, so we wanted to discuss the Southwest Military Region's outstanding contribution in this border conflict."
Wei Min: “…” Dad was infected by Zheng Liujiang!
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