The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

"Ye girl." When Ye Jian finally walked to the hospital bed, Political Commissar Yan gently stroked her hair, and said earnestly, "You must not forget what old uncle taught you."

"Strongness and bravery are the first lessons my uncle taught you. You must keep them in mind all the time. No matter what you face, you must be strong and brave. You know."

The elder's Chunchun teachings and meticulous care made Ye Jian's lips tremble slightly. Tears reached the corners of her eyes but she managed to hold back them. Tears only popped out when she nodded heavily, "I know, don't worry."

She has become like this and knows to tell those who care about her that she is fine.

The innocent heart of his little fox also made him palpitate.

Sitting down, Ye Jian held Uncle Gen's thin right hand, lowered her head, and let the tears flow down one drop after another.

It was very quiet in the ward, and everyone's breathing was inaudible. After speaking softly, they stood aside and quietly looked at Uncle Gen, who had fallen asleep and his chest was only slightly heaving. They were afraid of making too much noise , will wake up the old man's light sleep.

In fact, everyone knows that this is not light sleep, but lethargic sleep.

Head Liu made a gesture to make a phone call, and left the ward gently. He wanted to call Principal Chen who was going back to change his laundry.

It takes six hours to drive from Anyang to the town at a speed of 60 yards per hour, but they only took three hours. The two of them drove the speed of the inter-provincial highway to the speed of the expressway, and Ye Yatou arrived at half past twelve... .

"Together." Political Commissar Yan said softly, and then said to Xia Jinyuan: "Major, stand outside with us."

Leave the space to Ye Yatou, this child is suppressed too tightly.

Xia Jinyuan had this intention in his heart, nodded slightly, and came out with head Liu and political commissar Yan.

Political Commissar Yan sighed, his voice could not hide his pain, and said in a low voice: "We will leave Miss Ye to you to take care of, and leave the funeral of Uncle Gen to the army. You can help us take care of Miss Ye."

"Why didn't you go to the provincial hospital? The doctor didn't have any treatment?" Xia Jinyuan, who was handsome and indifferent, had to look back even after he said a word, for fear that Ye Jian in the ward would hear it, and said in a low voice. The voice also became softer, "Stay in the town hospital, what's the point?"

"My uncle has not been in good health for the past six months. During the Chinese New Year, we stayed in the provincial hospital for more than 20 days without telling Ye Yatou. At the end of May, we stayed in Anyang for more than 10 days. Every time we come back Uncle Du told us not to tell Ye Yatou."

"This time I suddenly passed out. We used a helicopter to send the old man to the city. There is no other way. The old man's life has entered the countdown. Earlier, the old man strictly ordered us not to disturb Ye Yatou's training. It was nine o'clock last night. After waking up at about fifteen minutes, he told us that he saw Ye Yatou finished training and came back in a big ship."

"The old uncle said that he wanted to meet and talk to Miss Ye, and also said that he wanted to see Miss Ye put on her own military uniform and salute him with his own eyes."

Political Commissar Yan said, the corners of his eyes turned red, "...Old Chen immediately contacted Major General Yang of the Army. At 9:30, we knew that Girl Ye's training had really ended, so you went to pick her up."

"I didn't expect that the old uncle's dream...turned out to be true. Ye Yatou was really training in the navy, and she really came back on a ship."

The concern is too deep, so I have a dream.

See you in the evening, Qingyun's heart is heavy after writing... But, life is like this, even novels cannot avoid it.