Yang Qingyan looked at the man in front of her carefully, and the more she looked, the more she felt that he was similar to Mu Nanhe. However, she did not say much, but walked straight forward, took his pulse, and used her special sense to feel his injuries. She picked up the bag she brought with her and took a look, and she had a plan in mind.
Yang Qingyan said, "If I say I will not let you pick up a gun again, will you cooperate with my treatment?"
The man's name is Xia Tianyou. He raised his head suddenly, and a light of hope instantly lit up in his eyes: "Are you serious? Are you really going to heal my hand?"
Chief Xia beside him also said anxiously: "Yang Zhi, are you sure?"
Yang Qingyan looked determined and steady as she looked at them and said, "It's true. I'm 90% sure. My husband's injury is more serious than yours, and I'm sure I can get him back in the army. So you need to actively cooperate with the doctor. There's great hope for recovery."
Xia Tianyou's hands trembled slightly unconsciously, as if he wanted to grasp this life-saving straw. His voice was slightly choked with sobs: "Doctor Yang, if you want me to return to the army and return to the battlefield, let me do anything, and I will fully cooperate."
Commander Xia was also very moved and thanked him repeatedly: "Yang 땢zhi, thank you so much. This child has been depressed for too long. You gave him hope and brought hope to our whole family."
Yang Qingyan nodded slightly, and began to carefully explain the subsequent treatment plan to Xia Tianyou: "You should stay in the hospital for the next few days. We need to adjust your body to the best condition. This is the basis for subsequent treatment. During this period, I will come to check on your condition every day and adjust the plan at any time according to your physical indicators. Three days later, we will arrange surgery. During the operation, I will open your hand and connect the nerves. After the operation, it may be a little painful, and you will need to do some rehabilitation training. This process will be more difficult and accompanied by pain, but every step must be taken seriously. Only with persistence can you truly return to the army and pick up the gun again."
Xia Tianyou's eyes were firm, and he said without hesitation: "I'm not afraid, please make sure you heal me! I dream of returning to my comrades and fighting side by side with them."
Chief Xia looked at his son's resolute expression, his eyes slightly moistened, and he assured Yang Qingyan again: "Yang Bozhi, don't worry about the treatment. Our whole family will fully cooperate. If you need anything, please feel free to ask."
Yang Qingyan looked at the father and son, her heart full of emotion, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will do my best."
After that, she gave Xia Tianyou some instructions on how to take care of his recuperation in the next few days, and then left. The ward was filled with an atmosphere of hope and determination.
In the other ward, Mu Nanhe had been staring at the door, and only smiled when Yang Qingyan came in. The nurse who came to change the needle said, "Yang Zhizhi, you're back. Captain Mu is almost missing his wife." Yang Qingyan said, "Nurse Li, stop teasing him."
After the nurse left, Mu Nanhe couldn't wait to ask, "How is it? Is there any hope of recovery?"
Yang Qingyan walked to the bed, sat down, gently held Mu Nanhe's hand, and said with confidence in her eyes: "I am 90% sure that he can pick up the gun again. Besides, you rest for another seven days, and I will perform the second operation on you."
Mu Nanhe nodded slightly, his eyes full of relief: "That's good, your medical skills really helped a lot, not only saving me, but also helping other comrades."
Mu Nanhe looked at Yang Qingyan tenderly and said, "Wife, you have worked hard."
Yang Qingyan raised the corners of her mouth, patted his hand gently, and replied: "You have to be obedient."
Mu Nanhe quickly responded: "Of course, whatever my wife says is what it is." The two smiled at each other.
Mu Nanhe asked Yang Qingyan to lie down on his bed and sleep for a while. Yang Qingyan did as he was told. Mu Nanhe stretched out his slender fingers to touch her face, looking at her with a happy expression.
Yang Qingyan has been running back and forth between Mu Nanhe and Xia Tianyou's wards for the past two days. She not only took good care of Mu Nanhe, but also accurately observed the best time for Xia Tianyou to undergo surgery.
The next day, she went to the bathroom to wash her lunch box as usual. Just as she turned on the tap, Bai Yilin came out with a gloomy look on her face and said, "Yang Qingyan, I have something to talk to you about. You take the initiative to leave Brother Nanhe. Brother Nanhe is mine."
Yang Qingyan sneered after hearing this, and replied without showing any weakness: "On what basis? On your own shamelessness? You are so justified in coming to rob my husband, but it is illegal to destroy a military marriage. Didn't your father tell you?"
Bai Yilin was so angry that her face turned red. She gritted her teeth and said, "You are just a wild girl from the countryside. How can you be worthy of Brother Nanhe? He is a hero of the military region. Only I am the most suitable person for him."
Yang Qingyan glanced at her with disdain: "It's not up to you to decide whether we are worthy or not. Nanhe chose me and we got the marriage certificate. This is a fact. You have to accept it even if you can't accept it."
Bai Yilin was not willing to give up. She suddenly reached out and grabbed Yang Qingyan. Suddenly, she saw Mu Nanhe sitting in a wheelchair and turning the corner. She immediately pretended to be bullied and cried, "Yang Zhizhi, I just said hello to you, why did you do this to me?"
After saying that, she grabbed Yang Qingyan's hand holding the lunch box and poured it on herself, and then deliberately fell on the bed, crying and shouting: "Wuwuwu, it hurts so much, Yang Wuzhi, why did you push me and splash water all over me?"
Then, she turned to look at Mu Nanhe and cried even harder, saying pitifully, "Brother Nanhe, it hurts so much."
It turned out that Bai Yilin had asked Huang Yao to go to the ward and lie to Mu Nanhe that Yang Qingyan seemed to be bullied here, and asked him to come over to see her, waiting for them to get closer, and then perform this self-torture trick. Mu Nanhe was anxious when he heard Huang Yao's words, and pushed the wheelchair here without saying a word, full of worry all the way, fearing that something had happened to Yang Qingyan.
Rushing to the scene, he ignored Bai Yilin's crying and quickly turned his wheelchair to Yang Qingyan's side. He looked at her anxiously, held Yang Qingyan's hand tightly, and asked caringly, "Qingyan, are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?"
After confirming that Yang Qingyan was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head, and his eyes instantly turned cold. He looked at Bai Yilin and said coldly: "Bai Yilin, what do you want to do?"
Seeing that the situation was not good, Bai Yilin cried even harder, sobbing and saying, "Brother Nanhe, I just wanted to say hello to her, but she pushed me and I sprained my ankle, wuwuwu..."
Mu Nanhe snorted coldly: "I know Qingyan, don't confuse right and wrong here."
Yang Qingyan felt warm in her heart when she saw Mu Nanhe protecting her.
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