Song Yan wrapped the pills in oiled paper. He had gotten the oiled paper from Director Liu at the supply and marketing cooperative.
Wei Aiguo can now move his injured leg on his own, and he's feeling really cooped up inside. He wants to get out in his wheelchair for a while. He turns the wheelchair around and tries to sit in it himself.
The pain in his injured leg had subsided after being stretched. His uninjured right leg landed first, and with a little help from Song Yan, he was able to sit in the wheelchair.
"Xiao Wei, someone's asking about your home, I've brought them here!" It was Sister He who had just entered the gate.
"It's you! Come in quickly!" It was Qiu Hai and his mother who came.
"Hello, Sister Song!" Qiu Hai greeted her, carrying a cardboard box.
As soon as Sister He saw that Song Yan knew her, she left.
“Song Yan, you can just call me Auntie. I know your home isn’t here, and you’re only staying here temporarily to take care of Xiao Wei. You must be lacking everything. So I picked out some things that I thought you might need.” Qiu Hai’s mother said with a smile.
"Auntie, you're too kind. Qiu Hai has given me so many things!" Song Yan ushered her into the house.
"This is Comrade Wei! He looks so handsome, and he and Song Yan are a perfect match. I'm Qiu Jiang's mother, you can just call me Auntie." Qiu Jiang's mother had already found out exactly why Fang Jinghua and Wei Aiguo had clashed.
Qiu Jiang's mother had a very good first impression of Wei Aiguo after learning what had happened. Fang Jinghua was beautiful and had a powerful background; many people wanted to curry favor with her. Only a fool wouldn't know what benefit a lowly soldier could gain by doing so. But Wei Aiguo wasn't tempted, which showed his character.
Looking at Song Yan again, she is very beautiful, but her beauty is different from Fang Jinghua's; she has a kind of dashing and spirited quality.
When Qiu Jiang's mother learned that Director Qiao could perform the surgery on her son, she was truly willing to kneel down and never get up. Song Yan didn't offer any polite words like "it's my duty" or "I can't accept this." Instead, she told her that her son needed her care now…
"Hello! Auntie!" Wei Aiguo greeted her politely.
Song Yan handed the pills to Qiu Jiang's mother, saying, "This is a two-week supply. See how it goes after taking it for two weeks."
Qiu Jiang's mother's eyes welled up with tears again. "Without you, Dr. Qiao, the surgery couldn't have been performed, and it was a great success. But he said that patients suffer a lot after surgery. It's not just the pain at the wound site; the area around the wound often feels uncomfortable, or it causes discomfort in many other parts of the body. But after taking your medicine, Qiu Jiang has basically no symptoms. When I changed the dressing yesterday, I found that the wound was healing very well."
Director Qiao said it must be your medicine that's working.
Thank you!
Qiu Jiang's mother bowed deeply to Song Yan.
Song Yan helped her up. "Soldiers are made of flesh and blood too. When disaster strikes, they selflessly stand in front of the people. So when they are injured, we should be their support, right? My husband is also a soldier, and many people helped him after he was injured."
Tears streamed down Qiu Jiang's mother's face. Only she knew how desperate she felt when she heard that her son might never walk again. She slapped Qiu Hai hard across the face. "Did you hear that? Listen to what Song Yan said! Look at what you've done! Do you have the nerve to call yourself a soldier's son?"
Qiu Hai grimaced, clearly hurt. Without hesitation, he apologized to Wei Aiguo, "Brother Wei, I was wrong. I apologize to you, I'm really sorry. Please forgive me."
Wei Aiguo waved his hand, "It wasn't a big deal, it's all in the past!"
Qiu Hai and his mother didn't stay long; the driver brought them there, and they didn't want to keep the driver waiting too long.
Qiu Jiang's mother felt she had so much to say in gratitude; the experience had touched her deeply. She started crying as she spoke, and eventually left in tears.
Wang Cuixiang thought that Song Yan would not only send her nice gifts, but also flatter her lavishly. Only then would she consider not revealing anything. But to her surprise, she didn't even see Song Yan's shadow. She really didn't see when the car arrived today. But when she saw a car parked in front of Song Yan's door, she kept a close eye on it.
The woman was also wearing a military uniform. Behind her was a large young man. Judging from their intimate gestures, he must be her son.
Oh! This woman came out crying. Song Yan actually bullied her until she cried? Who is this woman? Is she his first wife?
Song Yan, that vixen, is a real scoundrel.
It's also because this woman is useless. If she had called Song Yan a vixen, would he have dared to do it?
However, she might not dare to shout about this. What if it dragged her husband into it, causing him to be suspended from his job and investigated?
That woman was wearing a military uniform; she must be someone important! She's just so useless!
If Song Yan knew what Wang Cuixiang was thinking, he would definitely think there was something wrong with her thought process.
Song Yan is now sorting and putting away the things that Qiu Jiang's mother brought.
Qiu Jiang's mother is so sincere. The things she gave are all useful: toilet paper, face cream, soap, and bath soap…
Xiang Zhoushan and Shen Dongqi arrived in the afternoon, bringing Bai Shuang with them. Bai Shuang's abdominal wound had healed, but her body hair was still uneven.
"Bai Shuang, come here!" Wei Aiguo called to it.
Bai Shuang's injured leg still dared not put weight on it, but it could walk slowly using its three legs. It rubbed against Wei Aiguo.
Xiang Zhoushan sighed, "These days, Bai Shuang has been particularly sullen. When I call it, it doesn't want to move. Today, when I brought it out, it was unusually cheerful."
Shen Dongqi: "Sister-in-law, can you take a look? Does Bai Shuang have any other problems?"
Song Yan asked, "Besides this, is there anything else wrong with Bai Shuang?"
Xiang Zhoushan: "He doesn't like to eat, doesn't like to shout, doesn't like to move, and doesn't like to talk to people."
As if to verify Xiang Zhoushan's words, Bai Shuang lay down next to Wei Aiguo's wheelchair.
"Has it always been like this? Doesn't it have anything interesting to do?" Song Yan asked.
“If I take it for a walk near the training field, it’s much more lively. It was happy when we came out today. But I noticed that it became unhappy as soon as it went inside. It was much better outside than it is now.” Xiang Zhoushan gently stroked Bai Shuang.
Shen Dongqi also squatted down to stroke Bai Shuang's fur.
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