Vanguards of the War of Resistance! Let's travel back in time together, classmates!

051 Song Dalong's Sudden Enlightenment

"Unless... you wake up my brother, make him stand up... sob sob..."

Shangguan Yun sighed and said, "It's easy to wake up my brother, and it's easy to get him to stand up, but he has a serious injury to his kidneys and waist and can't move around too much."

Moreover, his lungs are severely injured, and he coughs every day. With my current medical skills, I can only use medication to temporarily suppress the injury. To cure it completely, unless…”

"Unless something"

"Unless my medical skills improve again, to a level where I can cure him, it won't be long, probably less than a year."

Shangguan Yun could have said it even shorter, but he was afraid Song Xiaoyun wouldn't believe him.

"Really?... Impossible... Such a serious injury, you're lying to me... Unless you're a god... I still don't believe it."

As she spoke, she picked up a towel and wiped the sweat from Song Dalong's forehead. Song Dalong had a fever all night, but he had managed to get through it. This morning, he even opened his eyes briefly, but then closed them again.

"Then you see..."

As she spoke, Shangguan Yun cast a healing spell, and a white light appeared on Song Dalong's forehead.

"Ding..."

As Song Dalong's physical weakness subsided and his mind returned to clarity, the wet towel on his forehead jolted him awake, and his eyes suddenly opened.

"Ah... Big brother... You scared me to death! Why did you wake up so suddenly?"

Shangguan Yun, standing beside her, smiled slightly but remained silent. Song Xiaoyun covered her mouth with her hand, looking at Shangguan Yun with an incredulous expression.

"Ah... Xiaoyun, help me up." As he spoke, he tried to sit up, but Shangguan Yun quickly handed him a pillow and placed it behind Song Dalong's back. Song Dalong leaned against the pillow and coughed a few times.

"Cough cough... Xiaoyun... how long have I been unconscious? Ugh... how is Dad?"

“Father… is gone… Waaah…” Song Xiaoyun cried again.

"Ah... I remember now, Father was shot and killed by that traitor Wu Ruhai. That shameless traitor must not be let go. And my second brother... Erhu has already defected to the Japanese. You must be careful of him... cough cough..."

Shangguan Yun stood up and said, "Young Master, don't worry. The whole village knows about this now. We are prepared and are not afraid of a sudden attack by the Japanese. You have just woken up and are still very weak. I'll go out for a walk first. You and your siblings can chat. You need to rest more. These few bottles of medicine can temporarily relieve your injuries... Rest slowly and everything will be alright..."

As he spoke, he turned and walked out of the infirmary, closed the door, signaled to everyone not to disturb him, and strode towards the training ground, where Min Wenqian had already led everyone to begin training.

The brother and sister watched Shangguan Yun leave. Song Xiaoyun poured her older brother a glass of water and gave him some medicine. He felt much better; his cough had stopped, and he was able to move around a bit.

"Xiaoyun, what do you think of Shangguanren?" Song Dalong asked.

Song Xiaoyun blushed. "You said he... what's wrong with him...?"

"Hehe, don't pretend with me. I'm not blind. I can tell he cares about you a lot, and you're interested in him too."

The village is in this state now. My father is gone, and I can't manage things. The village can't be without a leader for even a day.

Before my father left yesterday, he told me that our journey would be extremely dangerous. He said that Shangguan Yun was an upright, kind-hearted, and talented man with the potential to become a dragon or a phoenix. Although he was currently confined to the small town of Songjiazhai, his future was limitless. He would rise to great heights sooner or later and could be entrusted with important matters.

"Xiaoyun, now that Father is gone, I, your brother, will take the initiative and betroth you to Shangguan Yun, so that you can jointly govern Song Family Village. What do you think?" He then looked at Song Xiaoyun with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Song Xiaoyun blushed deeply, inwardly grumbling to herself, "Now I can only marry him, who else could I marry?" But outwardly, she nonchalantly replied:

"That bastard, I don't want to marry him..." she said with a soft snort, then turned her face away.

Song Dalong looked puzzled. "Could it be that he has no feelings for you, or that he simply doesn't think much of our Miss Song...?"

"Tch... no way... we... I... he's willing..." She finished speaking and glared at Song Dalong.

"Hahahaha... I understand... haha..." Song Dalong burst into laughter instantly.

Song Xiaoyun felt tricked. She threw herself away from Song Dalong, ran out of the house angrily, and ran back to her room, but her heart was filled with sweetness...

The villagers spent the entire day busy cleaning, repairing the village walls, and organizing weapons and ammunition. The sanitation team was especially busy.

Thanks to the medicines provided by Shangguan Yun, especially antibiotics, which were extremely precious in those days. Lu Zhaoliang and Shanshan had both studied nursing at school and knew English, otherwise these Western medicines would have been really difficult to handle.

Shangguan Yun dared not waste his merit points easily now. He didn't know the value of money until he was in charge of the household. He had been spending money like water these past two days, which made him very distressed.

I took some time to check on the soldiers' training. The two companies are integrating very well, and everyone has become quite familiar with each other.

Many people are busy with the chief's funeral arrangements. According to the customs of his hometown, the body will be buried on the third day, which is tomorrow morning. All the fallen soldiers must be buried on this day.

Song Dalong had just recovered, and the young lady was unfamiliar with wedding and funeral etiquette, so everything was arranged by Lao Huang, with Gong Jun and the others helping out. Everyone seemed to be busy, and the tense day quickly passed.

During this time, Shangguan Yun ordered the reconnaissance platoon to send out mobile sentries for 10 miles and sent people to scout out the situation of other mountain strongholds. He had a feeling that there were people he knew nearby.

Song Xiaoyun didn't come tonight. Instead, she stayed with Song Dalong for a while before going back to her room.

This left Shangguan Yun quite frustrated. He missed that delicate fragrance, and after a restless, itchy feeling, he opened the system again and again to familiarize himself with it before finally falling asleep out of boredom, hoping to find some solace in his dreams...

The next morning, everyone got up, including Shangguan Yun, because it was the funeral of the head of the gang, and as the current person in charge, he had to be present to oversee things.

Supported by two female nurses, Song Dalong arrived at the place where Song Baichuan's body lay in state on the east side of the main hall. He knelt down, kowtowed several times, and burned some paper money.

Song Xiaoyun, who was dressed in mourning clothes and had been crying with red eyes, quickly got up, helped Song Dalong up, and dressed him in mourning clothes. The two of them, one on each side, thanked the relatives and friends for their gifts. Song Xiaoyun had kept vigil all night last night, so she didn't look too well today.

While returning the gift, Shangguan Yun cast a healing spell on Song Xiaoyun, which invigorated her and made her look at Shangguan Yun with a strange expression.