That exclamation of "Well said!" drew everyone's attention to the doorway.
At the entrance stood He Fengling, whose handsome appearance was still undeniable even in his wheelchair, and his friend Wang Yaozhi.
Wang Yaozhi pushed his wheelchair, and everyone made way for him, calling out, "Deputy General He, Doctor Wang."
The two greeted them with smiles.
Shulan guessed they had something to do, so she asked Huang Qi to make arrangements outside and led them to the backyard.
The herbs are drying here; they were all sent over by Wang Yaozhi.
I heard it was something they picked up while hunting.
At this moment, let the two sit down at the stone table in the courtyard, where hot water was being boiled in the corner of the courtyard.
Seeing that the water had boiled, she took a cup from the side, poured tea for them, and asked, "Brother, Senior Brother, what brings you here?"
Wang Yaozhi explained his purpose: "Tomorrow, Senior Brother will be going to the capital with Qi Chen and the others. Junior Sister will have to take care of things at the camp during this time."
They were busy working at both a clinic and a military camp.
Shulan had no objections at all: "No problem, just call me anytime if you need anything."
The eldest brother of the He family and Xiao Bao, one disabled and the other only two years old, had to be accompanied by Senior Brother Wang on such a long journey.
Wang Yaozhi looked at his brother triumphantly: "See? I told you Junior Sister is beautiful and kind-hearted, she would definitely agree."
He Fengling's expression remained unchanged, but the corners of his lips curved up as he said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, sister-in-law."
"You are welcome."
It's just that once Fatty is gone, it will probably be a month or two. Without such a precious little boy calling her "Mom" in his sweet, childlike voice, she will definitely miss him terribly.
Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.
Uncle Rong was holding the chubby boy and said, "Young Madam, Young Master Sun has been wanting to come and see you."
You can also hear a baby's sweet, clingy, and aggrieved voice calling out, "Mama~~~"
Her bright eyes searched around, but when she saw her father sitting there, she looked a little confused: "Tietie?"
He clearly felt he was there to see his aunt, so why was his father there?
She even looked at Grandpa Rong with an expression as if the old man had sent her to the wrong place, which made Uncle Rong both amused and exasperated.
Fortunately, he immediately spotted Shulan beside him and happily exclaimed, "Mom~~"
Wang Yaozhi laughed: "Haven't you learned to call her 'Auntie' yet?"
Seeing the chubby baby rushing towards her, Shulan took him and said with a smile, "He can call me whatever he wants. He'll know when he grows up."
Actually, some time ago, when Shulan went to the epidemic camp, He Xiaobao started sticking to Xiao Cui.
The little girl was only thirteen years old. After getting to know everyone, she saw that everyone was very nice and began to chatter away, envying her talkative nature.
He Xiaobao, following beside her, had even managed to speak more fluently, no longer uttering single words as before, and had already learned to call her "Auntie".
But when he saw Shulan, he still only called her "Mother," clearly having his own ulterior motives.
Having lost his mother at such a young age, Shulan naturally doted on him and let him call her whatever he wanted.
Now that Fatty has an aunt, he doesn't even want his own father anymore. He snuggles in Shulan's arms, turning his back to his father, as if to say, "If I can't see my father, then my father isn't here."
Looking at his son, who had become much more lively, He Fengling recalled the night before last when his younger brother woke him up in the middle of the night, saying something inexplicable like not to be so serious with Xiaobao and to let the child feel loved.
He clicked his tongue inwardly, determined to be the older brother to the very end.
Looking at Shulan, he said sincerely, "Sister-in-law, Jianxing seems to be unwell lately, but he's always been good at holding back. He never tells you when you ask him. If you have time, could you take a look at him?"
Shulan nodded: "Okay, I'll show it to him later."
He Fengling was immediately satisfied. He had originally intended to talk about the crossbow, but changed his mind at the last minute and left without saying anything.
After they left, Wang Yaozhi asked curiously, "Didn't you come here to discuss something?"
He Fengling was being pushed by him, and when there were people around, he stood up straight, looking like a calm and refined deputy general.
When no one was around, he would slump in his wheelchair as if he had no bones and say lazily, "There will always be people who say that I have to give the opportunity to certain people."
Wang Yaozhi clicked his tongue and said, "I think that Jian Xing only has war and the border in his mind. He doesn't care about any girl at all. I don't think the Xie family girl is interested in that either. Are you just playing matchmaker and worrying about nothing?"
He had helped create opportunities for him several times before, but Jian Xing remained aloof and disdainful, making him wonder if he had made a mistake in choosing him.
He Fengling gave a nonchalant "hmm": "Do I look like the kind of person who worries about nothing?"
Wang Yaozhi was already used to his bad temper and said, "You, Young Master He, are certainly not, but don't forget that your brother has the same bad temper as you."
He Fengling recalled his brother's awkward and somewhat stubborn personality and said, "It seems that winning over that girl will indeed be quite difficult, tsk."
Wang Yaozhi was about to say: Right?
But then someone was already grinning mischievously: "Isn't this more fun? I love seeing him get his comeuppance."
Wang Yaozhi: "..."
How could he forget his friend's terrible temper?
Thinking about how such a pure and lovely girl like my junior sister married into a family like the He family, I wonder if it's a blessing or a curse... tsk...
Silently, I lit a candle for the little girl.
Shulan, who was being treated with candles, only felt a slight itch in her ears. She scratched them but didn't pay much attention and started treating everyone. And so another day passed.
In the afternoon, the weather turned gloomy, the wind picked up, sand blew by, and the streets suddenly became much quieter with fewer pedestrians.
Many people rushed home to pack their belongings, otherwise the wind would blow them away and leave behind only sand.
So by the time of You Shi (5-7 PM), the clinic is basically empty of patients. After seeing off the last patient and finishing their meal, there's nothing else to do.
After giving Huang Qi and the others instructions, just as he was about to take He Xiaobao to the food stall to see when Chen Ma and the others would be home, he saw He Fengmian striding towards them.
She was about to speak when she felt sand in her mouth. She quickly spat it out a few times, covered the chubby boy, and turned back to the clinic.
He Fengmian strode into the clinic, covered in sand.
"Wipe it off." Shulan
He handed him a cloth he usually used: "Why has the General come?"
He didn't notice that He Fengmian paused for a moment before taking the cloth.
He casually wiped the dust off his clothes and said, "I'm here to tell you that the craftsman said the hand crossbow can be made and can be completed in three to five days."
Once the project is successfully completed, he will send someone on horseback to catch up with the carriage.
Shulan was carefully brushing the sand off the chubby boy when she suddenly became happy: "That's wonderful! I hope Grandpa will like it."
Seeing her happy smile, he didn't even realize the smile that unconsciously overflowed in his eyes, and said, "Yes, he will definitely like this gift."
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