He couldn't help but look at Wei Heng, who was in the co-pilot. He didn't know what he wanted to know. Anyway, his heart was quite fluctuating.

Feeling Zhang Hailiang's gaze, Wei Heng's thin lips curled up quietly and she glanced sideways at him. There was a proud smile in her eyes. His wife was just so outstanding.

"Is my sister-in-law's job a teacher?" Zhang Hailiang asked while staring at the road.

Su Yue was stunned for a moment, glanced at him, blinked and smiled after two seconds: "No, why does Brother Zhang ask that?"

"I just think that my sister-in-law is very good at teaching children and can also compose children's songs well."

Su Yue smiled and touched the little guy's hair softly, "I didn't make up the song here. I read it from a book. I thought it sounded pretty smooth and I wrote it down."

While chatting like this, we arrived at the military hospital, parked the car, and carrying nutrition supplies, we found Hu Ziqiang's ward. Just as they were about to knock on the door, the door opened with a "click" from inside.

It was an old woman, wearing washed white coarse cloth clothes, with gray hair pulled back, with a slightly stooped waist, a look of sadness and depression on her face, and was coming out of the ward with a teapot in her hand.

It looked like he was going to get hot water.

The old woman was stunned when she saw several people, with doubts in her eyes. When her eyes turned to Zhang Hailiang behind her, she pulled the corner of her mouth with difficulty and forced a smile and said: "Hai Liang is here, I really trouble you to come and see Qiangzi every day.

,This is?"

The old woman looked at the family of three, and Zhang Hailiang said: "Auntie, these are our former company commander and his wife and children. Come and see Qiangzi."

Su Yue and Wei Heng nodded in greeting, "Hello, aunt, we heard that Ziqiang was injured, so come and take a look."

"...The former company commander's surname was Wei, I guess. Oh, I remembered that every time Ziqiang came home, he would mention you and say that you took good care of our strong sons."

Hu Ziqiang's mother's attitude became a little more enthusiastic, she felt a little more energetic, and her eyes were filled with gratitude. Her child, who was thin and small, joined the army at the age of sixteen.

The old couple were really worried, but luckily they met their company commander. Every time his son came home, he always said how good their company commander was to him and how much he took care of him.

But now her son can no longer wake up, and she doesn't know if it was right to send him to join the army. When Madam Hu thought of this, tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes again, but it was not good to cry in front of so many young people.

She wiped her tears and forced a smile and said: "Thank you for your hard work. You are so considerate. You have come all the way to see our Qiangzi. Qiangzi will be very happy to know that. Hey, I see I am old and confused. How can I let you go?"

You guys are standing outside, come in quickly, come in and have a rest."

Several people went in, but the window was open and there was still a strong smell of disinfectant in the ward.

This is a single ward with a small bathroom and a folding bed against the wall. It must be where Hu Ziqiang's parents rest.

Su Yue gently put the things on the table and looked towards the hospital bed. Hu Ziqiang was lying quietly, his lips were sickly pale, and he no longer looked as lively and straightforward as before.

He was covered with a quilt, and his exposed face was bruised, scabbed in some places, and covered with thick gauze in some places.

The most serious thing was the head, which was tightly wrapped in gauze, and there were still faint drops of medicine and blood soaked out.

"Come, eat the pear. Hailiang bought this. It's so sweet. Eat it. I've washed it and it's not dirty."

Madam Hu took four pineapples and stuffed them with a few people. Her expression was restrained. She was afraid that people would think the things were unclean, so she even explained.

Su Yue and Wei Heng quickly took it over, "Thank you, aunt, please stop working. We are not outsiders."

Aunt Hu's eyes were red and swollen. She didn't know how long she had been crying. She rubbed her clothes with rough hands and looked at the little baby in Su Yue's arms. "Would you like to drink malted milk? Give it to the child. It will be good for the child. It will be nutritious and grow."

Tall."

Her cautious demeanor made several people feel sad. Su Yue rolled her eyes and said, "Auntie, the child has just eaten. Please sit down and have a rest. You don't have to be so polite."

Her tone was sincere and she didn't mean to look down on anyone. Hu Niang's tense nerves relaxed a little. She nodded calmly, and for a moment she was at a loss as to what to do.

Hu Ziqiang's parents are typical farmers who have never seen the world. The farthest place they have ever been to is a small county town. However, he did not expect that his first trip would be because his son was seriously injured and unconscious.

When the old couple heard the news, they fainted on the spot. When they woke up, they were in tears. In an instant, they aged ten years. They immediately packed their bags and went to Beijing to find their son. The strange city made the old couple even more frightened.

They don't understand what a brain-dead vegetative state is, but they only know that their son will never wake up, open his eyes, and call them father and mother.

It's a pity that their strong son is not yet twenty years old and has not yet married a wife and has children. How will the old couple survive the rest of their lives?

"Auntie, where has the uncle gone?" Zhang Hailiang interrupted at the right time, breaking the solid atmosphere.

"The old man went to get food. Hey, look at my memory. Let's sit down while I go get some hot water and come back to clean Qiangzi." Aunt Hu patted her head and said, turning around and picking up the kettle again.

"Hey, aunt, let me go with you." Zhang Hailiang picked up the kettle first and said, "Let brother Wei, sister-in-law, and Qiangzi talk to each other. Brother Wei, sister-in-law, aunt and I will go get water and we will be back later."

"Go ahead and improve yourself while we watch."

Su Yue and Wei Heng nodded. This was a good opportunity. They happened to take advantage of the fact that no one was checking Hu Ziqiang's body, and there was no need to find an excuse to send them out.

After Zhang Hailiang and Aunt Hu walked away, Wei Heng put down the small curtain on the door and strode to Su Yue's side, with a solemn expression on his face, "Is it okay for Ziqiang to lie down like this?"

"Okay, you can feed him some spiritual spring water first. I'm afraid he won't be able to withstand the supernatural power by then."

Su Yue first gave the pear to Xiaobao and asked him to nibble on it, and then handed a glass of spiritual spring water to Wei Heng.

This was also the first time that she had put her spirit into a person's head to check, and she had paid 120,000 points of attention. After all, the human brain was a very complex and sophisticated place, and Hu Ziqiang would have died if he was not careful.

After Hu Ziqiang drank most of the spiritual spring water, Su Yue took a deep breath and slowly probed a tiny bit of mental power into Hu Ziqiang's skull, searching carefully for the bullet.

Soon the spirit thread touched a metal object. The spot where she touched the bullet also made Hu Ziqiang sweat. This luck is really indescribable.

The bullet was less than three millimeters away from the dangerous area of ​​Hu Ziqiang's skull. No wonder the doctor did not dare to operate. It was impossible to operate. The bullet would definitely move with just a slight incision, and the scalpel was not that thin.

It can be said that if Su Yue had not arrived in time, Hu Ziqiang would have died, because the bullet would move with the movement of the human body, which could easily cause intracranial hemorrhage. Even the arrival of Daluo Jinxian would not be able to save Hu Ziqiang.
Chapter completed!