Chapter 85: Making a Phone Call and Losing Half My Life (Updated)
Xiaomei brought the meal to the living room. They had just eaten something greasy yesterday, so today they had something more vegetarian: stir-fried eggplant with green peppers, shredded potatoes and stir-fried rapeseed, with millet porridge and corn steamed buns.
This table of food was considered the best in her hometown, and she smiled and invited them to eat.
Turning her head and seeing the wound on Song Yiyuan's arm, she shouted, "Brother-in-law, how did your arm get hurt?"
Looking at Lin Qingqing's calm face, she patted her chest and wondered if she was making too much of a fuss. It was common for soldiers to get injured.
Lin Qingqing sat down, took a steamed bun and started chewing it, then waved her hand for Xiaomei to sit down and eat.
"It's okay. Your brother-in-law will just go to the army to get bandaged after dinner."
Another effect of my own hemostatic medicine is to make the wound scab over quickly. I guess his wound has formed a scab before he even goes to the hospital.
Song Yiyuan looked at the blood on his arm, went to the basin to get water to rinse it, and when he came back, the wound was only a two-centimeter-wide incision.
Lin Qingqing looked at Song Yiyuan calmly and asked, "Can we go up to the hill behind the family compound and take a look?"
She took Xiaomei up the mountain and asked what they should pay attention to on the mountain.
"Yes, many military families go to the mountains to pick wild vegetables, and some sisters-in-law go up there to pick mushrooms and fruits."
"There are also mushrooms?" Xiaomei's face was full of excitement.
Someone sent me a pheasant yesterday, and it was delicious when stewed with mushrooms.
She turned to look at Lin Qingqing: "Sister, shall we go to the mountains to pick mushrooms early this morning? We can stew chicken for lunch."
Lin Qingqing nodded: "Okay."
Xiaomei’s cooking is delicious. She hasn’t eaten chicken for several days. Eating these oil-free dishes every day leaves a bland taste in her mouth.
The two were happily planning to go up the mountain that day, but the army chief's office was in an uproar.
"What? A pharmaceutical guy wants a colonel? You think the army is a chicken farm? Wang Zhimin, how can you be a leader? You report such an unreasonable request."
The person on the other end of the phone was shouting at the top of his voice, and it seemed that he was really angry.
The chief held the phone far away, and Political Commissar Wang, who was sitting next to him, also covered his ears.
This deputy commander is a straightforward person with a naturally loud voice.
Political Commissar Wang stood up and took the phone. He gave the commander a look that told him to get lost, a smile plastered on his face. "Commander, I'm Wang Dekai. This is what's going on. The person making the medicine is a family member of our unit, the wife of Eagle Claw Team Leader Song Yiyuan."
He dragged out the last word.
There was silence on the other end of the line for three seconds, and the voice also calmed down.
"Is it Chief of Staff Song's daughter-in-law? I haven't heard of any happy events in his family?"
Political Commissar Wang smiled again and said, "The marriage report only came in yesterday, and they haven't gotten the marriage certificate yet, but the wedding banquet has been held in the girl's hometown."
He recounted the story of how Song Yiyuan was injured and rescued by Lin's father.
"Yes, yes, yes. The two of them held a wedding banquet in the countryside because they thought it was a suitable place. Song Yiyuan's wife has a talent for making medicine. The formula for emergency medicine No. 1 that the Shaanxi Army bought was made by her."
A loud laugh came from the other end of the phone, completely different from the angry voice just now: "Hahahaha, the wife that this brat picked up casually turned out to be a treasure."
The chief rubbed his hands anxiously, signaling Political Commissar Wang to get to the point.
Political Commissar Wang rolled his eyes and said, "You can't speak yourself, but now you just rush me." Then he put on a smile again and continued to brainwash the deputy commander.
"Yes, Commander, Song Yiyuan's wife, Lin Yizhi, is truly a treasure. This time, she has created a pill that can strengthen the soldiers. This will improve the combat effectiveness of the entire Chinese army. And for people like you who have old injuries from years of fighting on the battlefield, and those with old ailments, taking the pills can alleviate them. Today, Lin Yizhi also handed over a hemostatic powder to the troops. We tried it then, and it can stop bleeding immediately even from very deep wounds."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while before someone spoke: "Oh? Seriously?"
Political Commissar Wang nodded repeatedly. "Commander, seriously, I'm serious. Lin Qizhi also said that she developed the medicine and handed it over to the troops because she wanted to make the country stronger and use the country as a backing. This is a very good ideological awareness."
"We sent these pills and hemostatic powder to the base for testing. They're all common herbs, and the cost of mass-producing them isn't high."
The leader nodded repeatedly and kept giving Political Commissar Wang thumbs up.
"Lin Qizhi said she requested a colonel rank because she wanted to protect herself and her family. If the enemy agents knew our army had developed these drugs, they would definitely try to steal the formula. If Lin Qizhi held a high position in the army, we would have a legitimate reason to send someone to protect her, right?"
Political Commissar Wang spoke as if he was coaxing a child, explaining the advantages of the medicine and Lin Qingqing's thoughts in a tactful way.
The deputy commander on the other end of the phone turned serious. "Well, this is a serious matter. Please report her information to us. We need to hold a meeting before we can make a decision."
Political Commissar Wang: "Okay, okay."
After hanging up the phone, Political Commissar Wang took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his head. The leader immediately handed the teacup to the Political Commissar.
Political Commissar Wang quickly opened the cup and took a big sip of water. Lin Zhizhi was really bold in his imagination. He wanted to be a colonel.
He felt like he was half dead because of this phone call.
The chief gave another thumbs-up: "Old Wang, you're great! You're the one who has to report on this kind of thing. Look, I haven't even said a few words and I've already pissed off the commander."
The leader acted like a young wife who had done something wrong. Political Commissar Wang rolled his eyes again: "I've known you for decades, and today is the only time you have the self-awareness to do that."
The two of them didn't leave the office and just sat here waiting for news.
This matter concerns the entire Chinese army. As for what decision the higher-ups will make, they have no idea.
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