After eating hot pot, the three of them bought some fresh fruits and pastries and went directly to the hospital.
When the three of them arrived, Chen Chun and Song Zhiwei had already gone back, and only Song Qiangjun and Song Zhiguo were still in the hospital with Song Xiulan.
Song Xiulan was taking a nap, while Song Zhiguo and Song Qiangjun were reading a book and drinking tea respectively. When they saw them coming, they quickly made a gesture to keep quiet.
Ling Ju tiptoed to the bedside and found that Song Xiulan's wound had healed and a lot of short black and white stubble had grown on her head.
The energy in her body has also become very healthy.
During this period, she did not directly provide Song Xiulan with energy, but instead used food supplements. It seems that she will be able to be discharged from the hospital in the next few days.
Song Qi and Song Zhiguo went to the corridor, "Dad, how long will it take before you are discharged from the hospital?"
"Two days. There's still some liquid today and tomorrow."
Song Qi glanced at Song Zhiguo again, "Did you do anything behind my transfer?"
Song Zhiguo looked at Song Qi's face, which was expressionless all day long, and he still wanted to please his father. He spoke a little louder, "What can I do for you? Don't you know that I am the most upright and honest father? It's just that there is a vacancy in the capital, and your uncle Jiang recommended you."
Song Qi glanced at his father. Indeed, his father was afraid that he would be promoted too quickly. "Then why did Ling Yong have to be transferred too?"
Song Zhiguo motioned for Song Qi to follow him, then glanced at Ling Ju and Song Xin in the ward, "Second brother, let's go outside and talk."
The two men came to the pavilion behind the hospital. Song Qi lit a cigarette for Song Zhiguo, but did not smoke it himself.
"Speak, tell the truth."
Song Zhiguo's head ached. How had his son known about Ling Yong's transfer? After all, no one should have known about this; the transfer order hadn't come down yet.
Later, I thought about it again. Ye Lin and Jiang Cheng were both very knowledgeable about the news. Maybe they had whispered it to Song Qi?
Song Zhiguo took a puff of his cigarette. "Although this hasn't been confirmed yet, it's pretty close. If I remember correctly, Ling Yong won second place in the Northeast Military Region competition three years ago. You didn't participate that time, otherwise two of the top three would have been from your regiment."
Later, Ling Yong attracted the attention of the local headquarters, but at that time, considering that Ling Yong was too young, he was not transferred. We old friends wanted to let you two gain experience in Liaoning Province for a few years.
The last time your brother came back, he told me about Song Xin's desire to join the army. You know I absolutely agree, but your mom isn't. Your brother also told me about the sparring match between Ling Yong and Song Xin, and that piqued my interest.
I also inquired about Ling Yong's situation in the past two years. This guy is not bad.
We are also short of talent here, so I thought of asking Ling Yong to come to the ZC Brigade in Jing City and let Song Xin join as well. However, Ling Yong doesn’t know about this yet, and neither does your sister.
Song Qi didn't say anything, so Song Zhiguo continued, "Besides, if you come back to Beijing, Juzi can stay home and wait for the birth with peace of mind. If her brother can come to Beijing, she'll have a relative here, and she'll have a companion."
Song Qi agreed.
He and Ling Yong have been comrades-in-arms for many years. They had a very close relationship before, not to mention that they are even closer now.
Moreover, Ling Yong was quite familiar with the ZC Brigade. In addition, Song Xin had spent her winter and summer vacations in the ZC Brigade since she was a child, so he felt at ease letting Ling Yong take care of her.
Moreover, Ling Yong would never let up on Song Xin. On the contrary, Song Xin would become stronger under Ling Yong's training. This was also what he wanted to see. Ling Yong could also help look after Song Xin.
In the end, it was Dad who actually considered Orange, and he was very pleased.
His father looked like a rough man, but unexpectedly he was actually very meticulous.
"When will Ling Yong's transfer order be issued?"
Song Zhiguo shook his head. "I'm not sure about that, but it will definitely be later than yours. The captain of the ZC Squadron is retiring this year. He's a good talent. What a pity. But it also gives Ling Yong a chance. Ling Yong will go to the southwest for training for two months. After training, he will go directly to the ZC Squadron. The specific time is not clear."
Song Qi's transfer order this time was to the Special Operations Brigade, and Ling Yong to the ZC Brigade. Although they were in the same department, they weren't in the same position. Although they were both in Beijing, they probably would only be able to meet in private. This was a good thing, though; Ling Yong could still come and see Juzi.
"Okay, then I won't tell Ling Yong for now. Let him savor the document himself after it comes out. It will be a surprise."
A cross-military transfer order had been issued, turning the young battalion commander in Liao Province into the captain of a ZC brigade in Beijing. This was a solid promotion. Ling Yong's years of hard work hadn't gone to waste.
Song Qi was happy for him.
The reason why he and Ling Yong appreciate each other is that they both have tenacity, talent, and expertise, so they can become good friends and comrades.
What made him even happier was that Ling Ju didn't need to do too much work on Song Xin's side. She just needed to whisper in Chen Chun's ear. Since Song Zhiguo dared to arrange for Song Xin to join the army, it meant that Chen Chun would definitely agree. Otherwise, Song Zhiguo would be half a tracheitis and would have to behave himself as soon as Shen Chun glared at him.
Song Zhiguo finished smoking a cigarette and looked at Song Qi. "Do you have any more? Give me another one. Your mother doesn't let me smoke now. She won't let me into the house if I smoke."
Song Qi was about to take out his cigarette case, but then he took his hand out again. "Then don't smoke, or you won't let me in."
Song Zhiguo "......"
When Song Qi and Song Zhiguo returned to the ward, Song Xiulan had already woken up and Ling Ju was washing an apple for her.
Song Xiulan greeted Song Qi with a smile, "Come here, second grandson, talk to grandma."
Song Qi moved over and sat down beside the bed.
"You left without saying a few words yesterday. Are you thinking about going back to see your wife?"
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