A talented girl wears a silly dress and marries a general to become a koi

After reading Junhui's letter, Li Yonggang naturally thought, Junhui's position is so firm and loyal, what about me?

As an officer, I should cherish Junhui's pure feelings, abide by the rules of being a human being, and never be fickle.

Then, Li Yonggang read Liu Junhui’s second letter.

This letter once again shocked Li Yonggang!

Even I thought I would be paralyzed in bed for the rest of my life, but Junhui discovered that there was something on my waist.

How did she find out?

The letter didn't say that.

Was it diagnosed during a checkup at a major hospital?

That shouldn’t be the case. If the diagnosis was made through a check-up at a large hospital, Junhui would have explained it.

Junhui didn't explain how he found out. It shouldn't be negligence, but intentional. There must be a reason for it.

Finally, Li Yonggang focused his thoughts on whether he could allow his mother to come here for surgery.

This question is not simple.

The local hospital where the troops are located is not very big, not much bigger than the county hospital in my hometown, and it should not be able to perform such an operation.

Then, you have to go to a military hospital for surgery.

The 698th Hospital is a key military hospital with first-class equipment and technology. It should not be a problem to perform surgery on my mother.

However, military hospitals of this era, especially field hospitals, did not admit local patients.

Li Yonggang knew about this.

I am just a small platoon-level cadre and have no connections in the hospital. How could I possibly let my mother be admitted to the 698 Hospital?

Li Yonggang felt a headache.

Li Yonggang lay in bed for a full ten days after being injured. During these ten days, he relied on intravenous drips and nasogastric feeding to maintain his nutrition and did not move, so his body was very weak.

In addition, the damage to the brain and nervous system caused by the strong vibration has not yet fully recovered, so at this time, I am feeling more and more sleepy.

Before he knew it, Li Yonggang fell asleep with the letter in his left hand.

Li Yonggang didn't know how long he slept before he woke up.

When I turned around, I found Qing Lingping sitting on the chair beside the bed again, reading a book.

The lights in the house were on, indicating that it was night.

The hospital bed he was lying on was no longer at a 60-degree angle, but was flat. He didn't know whether it was the nurse or Qing Lingping who laid it flat.

I moved my left hand and found that the letterhead of Junhui's second letter was still in my left hand.

"Doctor Qing, what time is it?"

Li Yonggang doesn't have a watch.

Qing Lingping glanced down at her watch, "It's half past eleven."

"ah?!"

I slept for more than ten hours.

Li Yonggang moved his body slightly and tried to turn over but failed.

Qing Lingping immediately stood up, walked to the opposite side of the bed, grabbed the left side of Li Yonggang's body with both hands, and exerted force to help Li Yonggang turn over from lying on his back to lying on his right side.

Li Yonggang suddenly felt much better.

Sleeping on his right side, Li Yonggang saw various nutritional supplements on the bedside table.

There was malted milk that was popular all over the country at that time, the best candied White Rabbit, and the best biscuits.

The most eye-catching one is a purple clay pot with heat-insulating properties.

Not to mention the contents inside, just looking at this purple clay pot, an ordinary family simply can't afford it.

Seeing Li Yonggang staring intently at the purple clay pot, Qing Lingping said, "My mother used the century-old ginseng that someone gave to my father to make a pot of chicken soup.

She heard from me that you were too weak, so she wanted to replenish your energy and hoped that you would recover as soon as possible."

Li Yonggang still doesn’t understand what Yuanqi is.

However, he knew that this can of century-old ginseng chicken soup would cost at least a year's salary!

"Doctor Qing, I'm young and don't need to drink this. You can take it back and give it to the leader and aunt."

Li Yonggang was speaking the truth.

Qing Lingping's face suddenly tightened.

"Captain Li! As a special forces soldier, you are the best in the training field, but in your daily life, you still fail!

Don't you think about it? My mother spent three hours making ginseng chicken soup for you out of kindness. How sad she would be if I took it back!

Think about it again, if your mother made you something delicious, and you refused to eat it, saying you gave it to her and ate it yourself, what would your mother do?!"

This was the first time Qing Lingping spoke to Li Yonggang with a stern face.

Li Yonggang was stunned by the sudden change from a gentle breeze to a strong wind.

As Qing Lingping spoke, she bent down and tilted Li Yonggang's bed to a 60-degree angle again.

Then, a pair of jade-white hands picked up the purple clay pot, pointed the spout of the pot at a small white porcelain bowl that had been prepared long ago, and slowly poured a small bowl of ginseng chicken soup into it.

Then, holding the small bowl in his left hand, he picked up the spoon on the bedside table with his right hand, took a sip of the soup to check its temperature, and then turned and approached Li Yonggang.

“It’s neither hot nor cold, just right for the body to absorb.”

As he spoke, he scooped up eight-tenths of the soup with a small spoon and put it in front of Li Yonggang's mouth.

"I, I will do it myself..."

Li Yonggang said nervously.

"Captain Li, I'm a doctor, and it's my responsibility to take care of the sick and the wounded!

While you were in a coma, I fed you through nasogastric feeding, cleaned your body, and helped you urinate and defecate every day.

You're injured, and your hands aren't very flexible right now. Shouldn't I help you drink the soup?"

Li Yonggang was stunned.

What, she washes me every day?!

Also, help me defecate and urinate?

Just as Li Yonggang was stunned, Qing Lingping's spoon had already reached Li Yonggang's lips.

As if subconsciously, Li Yonggang opened his mouth and drank the spoonful of soup.

Immediately afterwards, Li Yonggang suddenly reached out with both hands, picked up the small bowl from Qing Lingping's hands, put it to his mouth, and drank it all in one gulp.

This action means that he doesn't want Qing Lingping to feed him.

Although his hands were numb and a little trembling, he still held the small bowl.

Qing Lingping smiled slightly and picked up the purple clay pot again: "Captain Li, please hold the bowl."

He aimed the spout of the can at the small bowl and poured a full bowl of liquid.

"Drink!"

After drinking three bowls, Li Yonggang said, "Doctor Qing, that's enough. I can't drink any more."

Qing Lingping would not let Li Yonggang drink too much. Ginseng chicken soup is a great tonic, but you can't overdo it, otherwise there will be side effects or even poisoning.

Qing Lingping picked up a mangosteen, peeled half of the skin, and handed it to Li Yonggang: "Eating this is not only refreshing, but also can reduce internal heat, preventing the internal heat caused by drinking ginseng chicken soup."

Li Yonggang took the mangosteen and said, "I'll peel it myself. My hands are more flexible now."

Qing Lingping didn't say anything.

Li Yonggang suddenly said, "Doctor Qing, I owe you too much."

Qing Lingping glared at Li Yonggang: "Here we go again."

Seeing that Li Yonggang seemed to be hesitant to speak, Qing Lingping continued, "Captain Li, we are comrades-in-arms, and it is natural for us to help each other.

If you need my help with anything, just tell me, don’t hesitate.”

Qing Lingping said this with a specific meaning.