As Han Bin walked out, he said, "You stay home and play. Be good."
The older sister jogged after him. "Dad, I want to go with you." She sensed Han Bin's particularly bad mood. "Dad, I won't cause you any trouble. Dad, please let me go with you. Dad."
Old Shang squinted and smiled. "Binzi, you should take the little girl with you."
"I'm afraid it will frighten her."
Old Shang: "It's nothing."
Sister: "Dad, I'm not afraid."
Han Bin: "Alright. If you're scared, just tell your father, and he'll have someone send you back."
Sister: "Okay."
Han Bin usually leaves his car at the military base and walks back. This time, not only did he have the driver bring the car back, but he also left the car door open after getting out. The driver didn't get out of the driver's seat either. His sister could tell from this that her father was in a hurry.
Just as Han Bin was about to carry his sister to the car, she darted past him. In the blink of an eye, she was sitting comfortably in the car.
The driver paused for a moment.
The older sister waved to Han Bin. "Dad, come on up!"
"good."
As soon as Han Bin sat down, the driver drove off. This was a residential area for family members, so Han Bin couldn't let the driver go too fast. Fortunately, the military hospital wasn't far from the residential area.
Before the driver had even come to a complete stop, Han Bin jumped out of the car. "Daughter, Dad's going in first. You let Yang..."
Han Bin was about to say, "Let your Uncle Yang bring you in," but before he could finish, his sister stood next to him. Han Bin then ran towards the hospital, and his sister immediately followed.
Yang Xiaobing was stunned again. He was Han Bin's driver and frequently visited Xiaoman's house. In Yang Xiaobing's memory, his sister was like a chubby little kitten—lazy, cute, and delicate. He never expected… Yang Xiaobing glanced at his sister and Han Bin. Han Bin was driving so fast, yet his sister could keep up.
Yang Xiaobing thought to himself: Like father, like daughter!
At the hospital, Han Bin handed the box in his hand to Director Fang as soon as he saw him.
Director Fang opened it and took a look. "Commander Han, this..."
Han Bin waved his hand: "Stop talking. Let's give it to the wounded soldiers."
"Okay." These ginseng slices are at least five or six hundred years old. With these ginseng slices, the soldiers inside might be able to survive. "I thank you on behalf of the soldiers."
"Go quickly."
"Yes." Director Fang saluted Han Bin and turned to enter the operating room.
Just as the older sister was about to look into the operating room, Han Bin covered her eyes with his hand. "They'll be out in a bit."
"Oh." The older sister hugged Han Bin's waist and patted him. "They'll all be alright. Dad, don't worry."
Han Bin rubbed his sister's head. "Yes. They'll all be alright."
Deputy Division Commander He came running over, panting. "Commander, are they alright?"
"The situation is not good."
Deputy Division Commander He's expression immediately changed. "What about Wang Yi? Is Wang Yi alright?"
Han Bin glanced at Deputy Division Commander He. So many soldiers were wounded, yet he only questioned Wang Yi. It seemed Wang Yi's identity was not simple. "Who is Wang Yi?"
“Wang Yi is… um, Wang Yi is their class monitor.”
"I just heard that the squad leader was the most seriously injured."
"What?!" Deputy Division Commander He turned around and was about to rush into the operating room.
Han Bin grabbed him immediately. "The doctors are performing surgery on them; you'd better not go in."
Deputy Division Commander He knew that going in would be pointless. But then he asked, "Isn't this mission quite simple? How come the whole class is injured?"
Han Bin didn't say anything.
More than half an hour later, a soldier was wheeled out of the operating room by a nurse.
Han Bin immediately went over. "Take good care of yourself."
The older sister looked at the young soldier who had just undergone surgery and said, "Brother, you will get better."
Because the older sister was shorter, and the young soldier was lying in a hospital bed, their faces were almost at the same level. The older sister had stayed with the army for a few days recently, and was now with Han Bin. The young soldier immediately recognized her. "Thank you!"
Han Bin patted the young soldier on the shoulder. "Go on."
"yes."
Then, soldiers were gradually wheeled out of the operating room by nurses. Some soldiers were already awake, while others remained unconscious.
Whether the soldier was awake or unconscious, Han Bin would go and check on him. If he was awake, Han Bin would say a few words to the soldiers. If he was unconscious, Han Bin would give the nurses some instructions.
Every time, my sister would go over and say, "Brother, you'll get better."
Each time, Deputy Division Commander He would go along. But each time, it wasn't Wang Yi who came out. Deputy Division Commander He's heart sank deeper and deeper.
In the capital city, a woman in her forties, carrying two bags, knocked on the door of a small courtyard.
A moment later, the door opened. Inside stood an elderly woman, perhaps in her seventies or eighties. The woman frowned when she saw the woman. "Come in."
The woman carried her things inside.
After closing the door, the old woman looked at the woman and said, "Why are you here again?"
The woman carried her things into the house. "I came to bring you some things."
The old woman followed the woman inside. "I haven't finished eating the things you brought last time."
"Really? I thought you had finished eating."
The old lady pursed her lips. "The things have been delivered, you can leave now."
The woman smiled and placed the things she was carrying on the table. "I'm free today, so I'll do your laundry and tidy up the house."
The old lady rolled her eyes. "Alright, stop pretending. I know what kind of person you are."
The woman smiled. "I really am here to do your laundry and tidy up your house."
The old lady was getting a little angry that the woman wouldn't leave. But she couldn't do anything about it. "Then you pack up."
"good."
More than an hour later, the woman not only washed all the old lady's clothes, but also wiped down all the tables and chairs in the house.
After finishing all that, the woman said she needed to cook for the old lady. The old lady rolled her eyes. "Alright, all you want to know is whether your uncle's son is dead or not, right?"
Seeing that the old woman had brought up the topic, the woman sat down next to her. "I remember you said that his lifespan would end in the next few days."
The old lady glanced at the woman. "Then why did you come over in such a hurry?"
The woman grabbed the old woman's arm and shook it. "I've endured all these years, have some pity on me."
"Alright. Stop shaking it." The old lady held out her hand. The woman immediately took out a wad of cash from her pocket and put it in the old lady's hand.
After the old lady put the money in her pocket, she told the woman to close all the doors and windows.
After the woman closed the doors and windows, the old lady lit a candle on the table.
Then, the old lady closed her eyes, put her hands together, and chanted something to the candle for a while.
As soon as the old lady finished reading, the candle flame suddenly shrank, almost going out.
The woman was overjoyed. "Finally, I'm going to die! That's wonderful!"
On the other side, Deputy Division Commander He walked up to Han Bin and whispered, "Commander, Wang Yi cannot die."
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