Yan Lin didn't sleep a wink all night.
He went to the regimental commander's office and asked Yan Song to stop the political review materials being sent to Beijing.
Yan Song flatly refused.
The old commander said, "There can't be any problem with this batch of materials. You're overthinking it. I've already reviewed them all and signed them. If there really is a problem, I'll have to accept the investigation."
Originally, Yan Lin's position in the military region did not require review by the division's political department. However, during the reserve recommendation process six months ago, Yan Song directly filled in Yan Lin's name, which required approval from a higher level.
Yan Lin is a lieutenant colonel and the commander of the Hero Battalion.
He was Yan Song's designated successor.
That's why he repeatedly told Yan Lin that this was a matter of life and death, and that he must be extremely cautious. If anything changed, he should be willing to give up rather than compromise his principles.
Unfortunately, this brat has a stubborn temper and is unwavering in his resolve.
He had no choice but to support them.
Yan Lin wanted to talk about the accident that happened yesterday evening, but every time he opened his mouth, Yan Song maintained the same attitude: the two of them were bound together, sharing both glory and loss.
Left with no other choice, Yan Lin decided to go to the military hospital to see if he could get more information from the little girl. Once he got the specific information, he would go directly to the division to retrieve the review documents.
Yan Lin turned around and left the military region.
When he arrived at the hospital, the head nurse was leading a group of doctors on rounds. When they reached the little girl's room, they found the door bolted from the inside.
This is a hospital.
She wasn't the only patient.
Doctors and nurses took turns trying to help, but the critically ill little girl wouldn't listen. She stood by the door, barely breathing, refusing to cooperate with the doctors.
Yan Lin scaled the wall, climbed onto the window from downstairs, and slipped into the ward.
As soon as the little girl saw him, her tense nerves relaxed, her eyelids went limp and she lay down on the ground, but fortunately Yan Lin caught her.
"How are you?" Yan Lin asked.
The little girl was on the verge of death.
She looked up at Yan Lin with great difficulty and said, "Brother Yan, I know you're wondering who I am, but I don't have much time left. I can only tell you this: you must go to the division's political department quickly and retrieve the documents before Chu Wanning, otherwise Sister Manzhi will die..."
What?
Yan Lin was completely dumbfounded.
The little girl grabbed his arm, her face pale, and said, "My name is Jiaojiao, Ling Jiaojiao, Ling Junye's future little sister. My mother's name is Wen Jin, and she should be pregnant with me now..."
Her face showed great pain.
These words were clearly imbued with some mysterious and powerful force, relentlessly tormenting her soul and causing her unbearable pain, yet she still gritted her teeth and endured it.
"There are many things I can't say, I simply can't tell you. I can only tell you that Sister Manzhi's marriage to you was a setup, a setup to kill her. She... *pfft*"
The girl coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Then, she completely fainted.
Yan Lin was utterly shocked.
With a normal thought process, he should not believe a single word, but for some reason, every word seemed to be engraved deep in his soul, making him believe it without a doubt.
Then, Yan Lin jumped out of the window.
When the doctors and nurses knocked on the door and came in, they saved the little girl's life. After she woke up, she was very confused, crying and shouting for her mother, not recognizing anyone.
The girl's mother came over, and the group learned from her that the little girl had suffered brain damage from a fever when she was young, and her IQ was comparable to that of a three-year-old child. They were even more confused about why she was stabbed and then thrown into the mountains.
Yan Lin sped all the way to the military region.
The journey went smoothly.
But a dull, lingering pain arose in his heart.
He had only driven halfway when he spotted a military green car ahead. He accelerated wildly and chased after it. The car in front saw him through its rearview mirror, slowed down, and pulled over to the side of the road.
Yan Lin hurriedly jumped out of the car.
As soon as he stepped out, he saw a senior female officer get out of the passenger seat. She was slender and had a pretty face. She greeted Yan Lin warmly, saying, "Hello, Battalion Commander Yan."
Battalion Commander Yan!
In the Haicheng Military Region, people who know him call him "Brother Yan," while his superiors call him by his name. Those who call him "Battalion Commander" are either new recruits or people who don't know him well.
His expression shifted slightly as he stepped forward and saluted, "Hello, may I ask your name?"
The female officer smiled kindly.
She extended her hand to Yan Lin and said, "Battalion Commander Yan, my name is Chu Wanning, the political commissar of the division's political department. Why did you chase after my car all the way? Is there something you need?"
Yan Lin was slightly surprised.
There really is such a person as Chu Wanning, who actually matched Ling Jiaojiao's words.
So, there really are people who want a life full of blossoms!
Who exactly is it?
A surge of overwhelming malevolence surged through his heart.
Chu Wanning narrowed his eyes, a hint of doubt in his dark pupils, and said half-seriously and half-jokingly, "What, do you have any thoughts on my work, or do you want to give some advice?"
She immediately noticed the hostility in Yan Lin's eyes.
Yan Lin suppressed his hatred and softened his tone, saying, "It's like this, there's a small problem with the political review documents for Comrade Xu Manzhi, and I'd like to take them back and go through the process again."
Upon hearing this, Chu Wanning smiled.
She said, "Battalion Commander Yan, you're exaggerating. This is just a formality. Given your familiarity with Comrade Xu Manzhi, there was no need for such a three-stage review. You should have already received the organization's approval and held the wedding. There's no need for all this trouble."
Suddenly, a storm of anger surged in Yan Lin's eyes.
Chu Wanning's words were quite eloquent.
If Ling Jiaojiao's accident hadn't happened, he would have believed it completely.
"Please be careful. The commander personally sent me here. If there are any problems, you can go back to our commander. I will take full responsibility," Yan Lin said.
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