That evening, when Wei An took erythromycin, Secretary Fang made a special trip to see him, showing great concern for Song Yan.
He came again the next day, this time with fruit and milk powder. Fruit was quite expensive then, and milk powder was even more precious. Wei An couldn't eat, so milk powder would provide him with more nutrition. Song Yan felt a little guilty.
Secretary Fang waved his hand dismissively. "Comrade Song, don't worry too much. Just take good care of the child. Eating fruit will help the child recover faster when he's sick." He then showed Song Yan further concern.
Was his concern a little too much? Song Yan felt that he still had something to say, so she patiently exchanged pleasantries with him. As Song Yan expected, he asked her to go outside and talk to him alone.
Secretary Fang felt that Song Yan's bravery during the arrest of the spies showed she was a righteous and patriotic person, and that her goal would surely be achieved. "Comrade Song, your skills are rare among women. And you are decisive and courageous. Have you ever thought about joining the army?"
Joining the army? I'd never even considered it. I just want to be a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. "I have an elderly person and two children at home. If I leave, they won't be able to make a living."
Secretary Fang was quite surprised: "Don't you yourself not have children?"
Song Yan: "Wei An also has a twin brother. My husband defends the country, and I take care of our family from the rear. This is my responsibility."
Secretary Fang had his eye on Song Yan; he wouldn't be satisfied until he got her into the army. "That day, the three of us were about to draw our guns, but you stopped us all by yourself. Do you know how rare your skill is? Don't you want to use it for something more? Being a housewife stuck in the kitchen is such a waste of your talent. Besides, you and your husband are both soldiers; wouldn't you have more in common?"
Song Yan: "Secretary Fang, I'm not just a housewife who spends her days cooking. I'm a technician in our brigade's weaving group, and I'm also a teacher in the children's literacy class. I earn double work points." And that's not all.
Song Yan spoke with composure and neither servility nor arrogance. Even with a gun pointed at her that day, she remained calm. Such a person is more decisive and not easily persuaded. "Think carefully about what I'm saying. I'm trying to secure you a special talent soldier spot. Do you know how rare such a spot is? How many people want it?"
"Because the conscription season is over, I applied for your military service based on your special skills. The rank I gave you is not that of an ordinary soldier..." Secretary Fang said slowly and subtly, but Song Yan understood. It meant that he could earn merit, receive bonuses, honors, and definitely status in the future based on his own abilities. As for whether he would have power, he could figure that out for himself!
What a con artist!
One must have good writing skills to be a secretary, and Song Yan learned that lesson the hard way.
"Wait a minute," Song Yan said, not wanting him to continue. Song Yan felt she had been brainwashed by Lao Zeng. Why had she felt so resistant when the guard ordered her to raise her hands that day? Because Lao Zeng had instilled in her what she herself believed: Our soldiers obey orders; they can advance, they can retreat. They can win, they can die in battle, but they absolutely cannot raise their hands! As a Chinese citizen, one should be the same!
"I was able to stop you that day because you weren't on guard. By the way, I'd like to apologize to the two guards for my offense that day. If it's convenient, could you take me to them? I'd also like to thank the commander in person; may I see him?"
Secretary Fang realized she was being too hasty; Song Yan was clearly changing the subject. "Actually, it should be the bodyguard, Xiao Zhang, who apologizes to you. He shouldn't have hit you. The other day, Commander Shen was injured because of the negligence of the guards, and they were all overreacting. Even I was; otherwise, I wouldn't have drawn my gun. You acted in self-defense; you had no choice. As for the Commander, he's not feeling well, so he probably won't be available for the next few days."
“I noticed he had a headache yesterday, and it hasn’t gotten better yet?” Since learning from Lao Han, her medical skills have improved a lot, and she can understand the leader’s illness through observation.
Secretaries are masters of reading between the lines, so to avoid offending Song Yan, Secretary Fang quickly changed her approach. "By the way, I heard you know traditional Chinese medicine. If you're joining the military, you could study it at a hospital."
Is this person never going to stop? "I have the best teacher, I don't need to find another one. The leader's headache is probably caused by liver qi stagnation and excessive thinking. He should pay more attention to controlling his emotions and avoid extreme joy or sorrow, so that the attacks will be less frequent."
Secretary Fang was somewhat flustered and asked Song Yan in surprise, "You could actually tell! Can you cure it?"
Only quacks claim to cure all diseases! A doctor must have evidence to back up their claims. "Whether I can cure him or not depends on taking his pulse. Besides, I'm not a licensed doctor." It was the leader who saved her child. She wanted to repay that favor; otherwise, she wouldn't have brought it up.
"Is there any way to relieve the pain immediately? Commander Shen has taken painkillers twice today, but he's still in unbearable pain," Secretary Fang said anxiously.
“I told you, I don’t have a medical license,” Song Yan emphasized, urging them to make a careful decision.
Secretary Fang: "So you're saying you're confident you can treat him? Don't mention your medical qualifications. The TCM doctor at the county hospital said your skill level is above his."
"At the very least, it can alleviate the symptoms; we're pretty confident about that." This was a conservative estimate from Song Yan.
"I'll go talk to the commander right away. You go back to your ward and wait for me." Secretary Fang hurriedly ran off—yes, she ran out.
Secretary Fang returned in just over ten minutes. "Comrade Song, I'll have to trouble you to come with me."
"Okay." Song Yan had already told Sister-in-law Cheng that she would be going with Secretary Fang to run some errands. So she could go without worry...
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