In the hospital corridor, Wang Xiuju cried for a long time before wiping away her tears and returning to her ward, looking utterly dejected.
"Xiuju, how is it? Have you managed to contact Nannan's father?" Su Yingxue asked anxiously.
Wang Xiuju shook her head, biting her lip, and said, "No, no!"
Seeing that Xiuju's eyes were somewhat evasive, Su Yingxue frowned and asked, "Xiuju, what exactly happened?"
Wang Xiuju's tears welled up instantly, and she bit her lips and shook her head repeatedly.
Just as Su Yingxue was about to speak, the attending physician walked in, holding a piece of paper in his hand.
It turned out that a critical illness notice had been issued to Wang Xiuju.
"The patient has acute leukemia and the symptoms have already worsened. He can only hold on for a week at most, and he may not even survive two days. You'd better be prepared!"
Upon hearing the doctor's words, Wang Xiuju turned pale and instantly collapsed to the ground.
It's almost impossible to wait a week for bone marrow!
Su Yingxue quickly helped her up, biting her lip, and said to Lin Yu, "Lin Yu, do you have any way? Even if it's just to let Nannan hold on for another month!"
Lin Yu thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "I have a set of acupuncture techniques that can activate the body's potential. If applied for three consecutive days, it can save Nannan's life by one month!"
Su Yingxue was overjoyed upon hearing this, and Wang Xiuju also burst into tears of excitement, "Thank you, Dr. Lin, thank you so much!"
Meanwhile, at the Governor's Mansion.
In the luxurious bedroom, Wu Xueqin excitedly hugged her son's shoulders, "Son, you're finally back! You've been gone for over a month, I missed you so much!"
Wu Xueqin quickly poured out all the grievances she had suffered over the past few days, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Mom, don't cry! The inspection in Guanzhong was originally supposed to take two months, but I came back early to avenge you!" Lin Chuang said coldly, clenching his fist.
Although he was not in Fengtian, he knew everything that happened there, big or small.
He knew that the little bastard from back then had returned, and he also knew that his mother had suffered a lot of injustice these days.
Wu Xueqin wiped away her tears and gritted her teeth, saying, "That little bastard, ever since he came back, has become increasingly reckless, taking advantage of the debt your father owed him. He's truly hateful!"
“But son, the most important thing right now is the military review ceremony!” Wu Xueqin quickly added, “In the past, the chief commander of the military review ceremony has always been the heir apparent, so this time the chief commander of the military review ceremony must be you!”
"Mom, don't worry! I am Father's eldest son. If he doesn't give me this position of Commander-in-Chief, who else would he give it to?" Lin Chuang said confidently. "Didn't Uncle Fu announce before that the Commander-in-Chief for this event would be the Young Marshal himself? In the entire Fengtian, besides me, who else is worthy of the title of Young Marshal? That little bastard? That's a joke!"
Wu Xueqin nodded repeatedly, "That's right! Besides my son, who else is qualified to be called the Young Marshal? Go to the study and see your father! If your father is willing to give you the Tiger Tally, the matter of being the Commander-in-Chief is basically settled!"
For the grand military review, the three armies need to be assembled, and only the Tiger Tally can be used to mobilize them!
If Lin Yuanlong really intends to make his son the commander-in-chief, he will most likely bestow upon him the Tiger Tally.
"Okay, I'll go right away!" Lin Chuang nodded, straightened his clothes, and headed upstairs.
Upstairs study.
Lin Yuanlong was practicing calligraphy when Uncle Fu respectfully said beside him, "General, ever since the Second Young Master gave you acupuncture, your health has improved significantly, and your calligraphy has become increasingly sharp and elegant, reminiscent of Emperor Huizong!"
Lin Yuanlong paused with his brush, then laughed heartily, "That's right, calligraphy emphasizes a continuous flow of energy; a person's spirit and vitality are hidden within these characters!"
"Reporting, Commander! The young master requests an audience!"
At this moment, a middle-aged man suddenly walked in to report.
Lin Yuanlong always had a set of rules: his study was an important office space, and even his own son had to report in advance before coming up.
"Chuang'er is back?" Lin Yuanlong nodded. "Let him in!"
A moment later, Lin Chuang walked in from outside.
"Father, I'm back!" Lin Chuang approached and bowed slightly.
Despite his arrogant and domineering attitude outside, he dares not act recklessly in front of his father, Lin Yuanlong.
Lin Yuanlong paused, looked up at him, nodded, and said, "You've worked hard on this patrol. Now that you're back, get some rest!"
Lin Chuang paused for a moment, then slowly clenched his fist.
Lin Yuanlong looked up and glanced at him. "What? Is there something else?"
Lin Chuang lowered his head further and said through gritted teeth, "Father, it seems you've forgotten something?"
Lin Yuanlong frowned. "Is there anything else?"
Lin Chuang quickly reminded him, "Father, the grand review ceremony is in a few days. You've appointed me as the commander-in-chief, so you must hand over the tiger tally to me, right?"
Lin Yuanlong looked surprised. "When did I say I was making you the commander-in-chief?"
Now it was Lin Chuang's turn to be stunned. He asked with a puzzled look, "Father, didn't you have Uncle Fu announce a while ago that the young marshal would be the commander-in-chief for this military review? Now that I'm back..."
"Young Master, you've misunderstood!"
Just then, Uncle Fu suddenly spoke up, walked over and whispered, "As you probably know, the Second Young Master has returned. The Commander-in-Chief intends for the Second Young Master to serve as the commander-in-chief of this military review!"
"What?!" Lin Chuang looked up in astonishment. "Father, you're not joking, are you? How could you let that wretched child be the commander-in-chief of the battle review?"
"Insolence!" Lin Yuanlong's face darkened instantly, and he said coldly, "That's your own brother. You call him a wicked child, then what is your father?"
Lin Chuang's face turned pale and then red, and he quickly said, "Father, please calm down! I misspoke!"
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