Before long, Huo Qizheng's pale lips began to soften and turn rosy.
"Hey, it works!"
Lin Han decided to squeeze a little spiritual spring water into his body every day, wondering if it would be beneficial for Huo Qizheng's recovery.
If he can drink water, feeding him directly would probably be more effective. Oh well, let's take it slow.
Lin Han stared at Huo Qizheng's IV drip bottle while lost in thought.
My aunt had asked her to write a thank-you letter, which was to be sent to the Eastern New District of Qingzhou. But the military region is so big, where could someone with a mole on their nose be?
Lin Han glanced at Huo Qizheng, whose face was covered in gentian violet, making him look like a clown.
"Sigh, isn't this like looking for a needle in a haystack?"
When the hero saved his aunt, an old pocket watch fell off his body and was picked up by her.
My aunt's leg injury was so severe that she couldn't travel far, so she entrusted her pocket watch to her, asking her to find her savior and return the watch to him in person.
Lin Han put the items into her spatial storage, and to avoid mixing them up with Lin Yangfeng's things, she specially put them in a carved pear wood box.
That pocket watch looked quite old; it was an antique, probably something very important to that person, otherwise they wouldn't have carried it with them on missions.
Perhaps we can ask Huo Qizheng for help when he wakes up. He's the regimental commander, so it shouldn't be difficult for him to help find out about someone, right?
"Huo Qizheng, when will you wake up?"
The IV fluid dripped into the tubing rhythmically, one drop at a time, and the three IV bags took the entire morning to administer.
Before the nurses changed shifts at noon, Lin Han went to call someone to remove Huo Qizheng's needle, and she also had time to go back and have lunch.
Taking care of Huo Qizheng was an easy job, but it was exhausting. I spent the whole morning just sitting there in a daze.
When Lin Han returned to the guesthouse, Aunt Zhang had already prepared the meal in the communal kitchen.
"Lin Meizi is back. I just brought the food to your older brother. Let me serve you some rice, let's eat."
Aunt Zhang stir-fried some greens, stewed some minced meat and tofu, and stir-fried pork belly with garlic sprouts.
"I saw some braised tofu for sale this morning. I'm an expert at cooking tofu, you should try it."
Lin Han could smell the aroma of the food as soon as she entered.
It's the kind of home-style food that makes you feel warm and at home.
She grew up in an orphanage and always ate the orphanage's communal meals. When she went to school, she ate the communal meals in the school cafeteria, and after graduation, she ate the communal meals in the company cafeteria.
Only when I go to Fangfang's house for a meal can I taste the flavors of home.
She had always longed for the feeling of home with her three meals a day, which is why she didn't refuse Zhang's offer.
"Sister Zhang, your cooking is even better than what the state-run restaurants make. The tofu is soft, tender, and flavorful, with a savory taste. The vegetables are crisp and refreshing, and the stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts is not greasy at all."
I could eat two bowls of rice with just these three dishes.
Aunt Zhang was in a great mood after being praised, and seeing Lin Han eating so well made her own appetite better.
"I wish I had a daughter like you. You have a sweet tongue and a good appetite. It would give me so much more energy to cook."
People at that time didn't know what emotional value was, but Lin Han had already completely taken control of them.
Lin Han was eating when Liu Jiang ran over to find her.
"Sister-in-law, the commander wants you to go to his office. He says he has something to discuss with you."
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