"Sister, my good sister, let me beg you this time. We really need him, I really need him. Xiaohe, please help me." Zhao Huaiyuan begged his sister again, ignoring Lin Xiaohe's words.

He secretly obstructed and persuaded Lin Xiaohe in disguise.

Lin Xiaohe frowned slightly and said nothing.

At this time, Lin Xiaocheng and Yang An also came over. Lin Xiaocheng was also extremely polite to Zhang Yipu's arrival. This politeness made Zhang Yipu a little frustrated about the relationship between the two families. Zhang Yipu was about to explain his purpose to Lin Xiaocheng, but he did not expect Lin Xiaocheng to directly say: "

Brother Yipu, you must be here for Yang An."

Zhang Yipu was bewildered by the courtesy and politeness of Zhao Jianmei and Lin Xiaocheng. He didn't know what to say for a moment, so he had no choice but to say nothing and nodded.

"Don't say anything. We are not outsiders. He really doesn't want to join you. Besides, he is still young, not yet eighteen years old, and he has to go back to Yangzhou to go to school. It has been a few days since Uncle Fu left. Waiting.

After burning the first seven here, we all have to go back to Yangzhou. Just give up this plan. Xiao Haizi’s grandfather also hopes that Yang An will continue to study. He is a good material for studying! He will also follow our old master Lin in the future

I’m studying Chinese medicine.”

Yang An nodded aside, and then heard Lin Xiaocheng mention Yangzhou. For some reason, he felt that the word "Yangzhou" touched the softness of his heart. He felt that the word "Yangzhou" became extremely close, and he actually thought about it.

Yangzhou’s mother, grandfather, grandmother, uncles and aunts all stood there in a daze.

When Zhang Yipu heard that they were going back to Yangzhou soon, he immediately realized that these were obviously out of his plan. He felt disappointed and immediately strengthened his determination. He secretly made up his mind to keep Yang An and absorb Yang An into the country.

His own group. Zhang Yipu said persistently to Lin Xiaocheng: "I want to say a few words to Yang An alone."

"Brother Yipu, is this necessary?"

"Yes, of course!" Zhang Yipu replied decisively.

Seeing Zhang Yipu's persistence and courage, Lin Xiaocheng realized that things were starting to get complicated. At this moment, he felt that Zhang Yipu had become strange. He even felt that Zhang Yipu's present and past were completely two people. He knew that if he persisted, he would not let him go.

Zhang Yipu gave up. Then, he looked at Yang An with questioning eyes and said softly: "Yang An, why don't you go and talk to him alone?"

"Ah, what?" Yang An was just thinking about things in Yangzhou and didn't hear their conversation just now, let alone understand what Lin Xiaocheng said.

Lin Xiaocheng didn't know that Yang An had already run back to Yangzhou just now. He showed a hint of surprise and said, "Yang An, brother Zhang Yipu wants to talk to you alone."

Yang An looked at Lin Xiaocheng, then at Lin Xiaohe, Zhao Jianmei, and Lin Xiaohe and nodded. Yang An said, "Okay."

Following Lin Xiaocheng's instructions, Zhang Yipu and Yang An walked into the area isolated by the screen. After a while, the two came out of the screen. Yang An frowned slightly and looked a little ugly.

Lin Xiaocheng and Zhao Jianmei sent Zhang Yipu and Zhao Huaiyuan to the door and watched the two people leave until they disappeared from sight. Looking at Zhang Yipu's leaving figure, Zhao Jianmei felt very complicated. At this moment, she felt that there was no more body left in Zhang Yipu.

The kindness and closeness in him in the past, the thoughtfulness and maturity in him in the past, have now become utilitarian and sophisticated.

After seeing off Zhang Yipu and Zhao Huaiyuan, they turned and walked towards the hall. Zhao Jianmei looked at Yang An and asked: "Yang An, your face looks a little bad, are you okay?"

"fine."

"Just now, did Zhang Yipu make things difficult for you?"

"No, he asked me to reconsider joining them."

"Yang An, if he makes things difficult for you, you must tell him. Xiao Haizi's grandfather is Zhang Yipu's teacher, and they have a special relationship. If he makes things difficult for you, let Xiao Haizi's grandfather talk to him."

"No, really not."

"It's fine if you don't."

Listening to Yang An's answer, Zhao Jianmei was not really relieved because she thought of Yang An's ugly face when he came out of the screen. A child's face can't hide anything. But when Yang An answered like this, she couldn't help it for a moment.

It was not good to continue questioning. After that, the four people divided into two groups to inspect the condition of the wounded.

The hall slowly became lively, and it was obvious that the wounded were not dissatisfied with the simple conditions here. Many wounded gathered around, talking and laughing, and some even took out cigarettes and lit them, enjoying themselves.

Zhao Jianmei walked in with Lin Xiaohe, and saw several wounded people who were still able to move gathered together, sitting around a wounded person who had lost his left leg, smoking a cigarette himself, and handing a lit cigarette to the lying person.

Lin Xiaohe, another wounded person on the mat, stepped forward and said, "Brothers, please don't smoke. Smoking is bad for the wounded's health."

Hearing Lin Xiaohe's kind voice, the wounded knew that she was caring about them, but smoking was also a rare pleasure. One of the wounded said in a low voice: "Little sister, just smoke one, just this one, just smoke one!" Again

A wounded man said: "If you don't smoke, what's the point of living?"

"No, the hospital stipulates that smoking is prohibited." Lin Xiaohe said with a serious face.

Lin Xiaohe's care and persistence made her even cuter. Seeing this cute little sister still smoking to herself, the injured laughed happily "haha". Seeing their appearance, Lin Xiaohe felt helpless and looked towards the approaching

Zhao Jianmei.

When the wounded soldiers saw Zhao Jianmei, they felt as if they were seeing a superior. They nodded and bowed to please, and greeted "Doctor Zhao" enthusiastically. Looking at the playful and smiling wounded soldiers, Zhao Jianmei said softly: "Okay, okay.

! Dear heroes and little heroes

! Stop teasing me. There are many people living in this house, and it is not breathable. How can we live in people who smoke, and how can we let doctors and nurses work? You are all heroes of the Anti-Japanese War, and it is not too much to ask for more. You can smoke, but--,

They all have to smoke outside the door."

The wounded soldier lying down took two deep puffs of his cigarette and handed the cigarette to the brother next to him.

The wounded soldiers looked at Lin Xiaohe's deliberate booing, seeming to have won a battle, and stood up one after another and walked towards the ballroom door. There was also an unshaven wounded soldier who winked and made faces at Lin Xiaohe happily like a child.

He waved his hand like a treasure: "Thank you, little sister, we are going out to smoke."

Seeing their appearance, Lin Xiaohe shook his head helplessly, only to hear Zhao Jianmei whisper from the side: "Let them smoke, this is also their rare happiness. I heard that on the front line, the logistics support cannot keep up, and the officers and soldiers

We have been fighting for a day or two without even having a meal, so we are very satisfied to be able to eat white flour steamed buns here! We have to go to the front line after being injured, and we don’t know if we can come back alive.”

Lin Xiaohe suddenly woke up from her previous obsession. She glanced at the wounded in the hall. The seriously injured were lying on the mat, while some of the lightly wounded were sitting next to them, taking care of them or talking in a low voice, and some of them were lightly. The wounded are still playing around, and some are enjoying smoking... Looking at the wounded here, if it weren't for the blood-stained white gauze on their bodies, they don't seem to be wounded soldiers at all. They are so happy. See The wounded soldiers looked happy. Lin Xiaohe knew that they had experienced extremely dangerous battles. In the baptism of war, their mentality became even more indifferent, because for this national war, they had already put their life and death at risk! Treating injuries here must be cherished. Naturally, I have to enjoy this rare relaxing time, because I am always ready to go to the front line again and ready to sacrifice at any time!
Chapter completed!