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Chapter 270: Those Years in the Great Northern Wilderness (106)

Qin Zhihua should have consciously used her left arm to protect her face, but the fire was too big and her right face was still burned and blisters formed. If it was treated properly, her appearance could be restored with just scar removal cream.

Now the blister has torn, affecting the deep layer of the dermis. The wound is red and white, and it is a deep second-degree burn. Skin grafting is required, and some surgical instruments need to be prepared.

Yun Tinglan comforted him softly: "We are from the Corps. I can heal your injuries. Don't worry, have a good sleep. Everything will be fine when you wake up."

Perhaps it was because of the promise, perhaps it was because he was too tired, or perhaps it was because of the high fever, Qin Zhihua closed his eyes heavily.

On the side of the independent regiment, Song Jinhan and his team also welcomed a group of uninvited guests, along with people from the division headquarters.

"Welcome, welcome." Song Jinhan shook hands with Director Tian. The two had dealt with each other more than once or twice and had a good impression of each other.

Director Tian smiled and pointed out, "We don't come here for no reason. The division headquarters received a letter of complaint saying that there was something fishy going on in the election of seats for the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University in your regiment, and we just happened to run into these two on the way."

We didn't come together.

Song Jinhan and Xu Jianmin looked at each other, roughly understood, and invited the people from the division headquarters into the office.

The two people from the Municipal Youth League Office were standing outside the door with gloomy faces. They went to see Director Shen from the division headquarters. They saw him shaking hands with Xu Jianmin enthusiastically and their conversation was very familiar, which made them feel a little nervous.

But they came here on orders. The two looked at each other and walked into the office. After the greetings were over, one of the men wearing glasses took out a letter of commendation from the briefcase under his arm, handed it to Xu Jianmin with a smile, and said, "Political Commissar Xu, we are from the Municipal Youth Educated Office. This time we are here to give a letter of commendation to an educated youth in your group."

Song Jinhan and Xu Jianmin looked at each other, and they understood what was going on, but they still asked, "I don't know, who are you talking about?"

"Is there a male educated youth named Chang Yunbo in your group?" the man asked loudly.

It turns out to be him!

Xu Jianmin's smile faded, "Yes, there is such a person."

"Comrade Chang Yunbo is a good comrade. When the Xiaotagou granary caught fire, he rushed into the fire to rescue grain without hesitation, thus saving the granary. That was life-saving grain for hundreds of people, which was equivalent to saving hundreds of lives."

The man said sincerely, "We decided to recommend such a good comrade to go to college so that he can learn skills and make better contributions to our country."

"Sacrificing his life to put out the fire, such a good comrade should indeed be rewarded. So, I will bring him to the regiment headquarters, and we will all get to know the fire-fighting hero." Xu Jianmin turned his head and instructed the young civil servant beside him, then smiled and pointed at his watch, "It's time now, let's eat and talk at the same time."

This makes sense.

The two people from the Youth League Office nodded reservedly, but Director Shen narrowed his eyes. This was not like Xu Jianmin's style.

Director Tian was just going through the motions. After sitting down, he whispered to Song Jinhan and asked for medicine.

Song Jinhan nodded slightly, "I have another jar of medicinal wine. I'll give it to you when you leave."

"Brother, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness." Director Tian was so excited that he shook Song Jinhan's hand tightly. Hearing the noisy footsteps outside, the two sat up straight.

The door opened, and the first person to come in was Chang Yunbo, with his arms tied behind his back, his face bruised and his collar torn off.

The two people from the Municipal Youth Office stood up suddenly, looking angry, "What's wrong with you?"

Song Jinhan spoke slowly, "Do you two comrades know him?"

They definitely couldn't know each other. The two paused and accused him righteously, "How can you treat your comrades like this? This is lynching."

"Report, the injuries on Chang Yunbo's body were caused by him trying to escape, and the guard platoon accidentally 'injured' him when they were trying to catch him."

"What arrest? You..."

Before the people from the Municipal Youth Office could take advantage of the opportunity to attack, Xu Jianmin looked at Director Shen with a guilty look on his face, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. It's unfortunate for our family that an impersonation happened."

The two people from the Municipal Youth League Office froze.

Director Shen finally understood what Xu Jianmin was up to. Was he impersonating someone else? He really had no idea. He had made this trip to repay the favor, and he didn't care about anything else.

Director Tian didn't care and directly stated his attitude, "We are here to investigate the report letter."

Chang Yunbo looked at the people from the Municipal Youth Office in panic and asked for help. The two men also felt their scalps tingling. Looking at the guards carrying guns, their legs and feet became weak and their voices became vague: "Is there... a misunderstanding?"

Song Jinhan laughed coldly, "The real fire-fighting hero Qin Zhihua has been rescued. She is in our regiment's health center. Chang Yunbo not only colluded with the Revolutionary Committee of Xiaotagou to impersonate, but also trafficked in human beings and forced Qin Zhihua to marry an old bachelor from the mountains. There are witnesses."

thump!

Chang Yunbo knelt on the ground. It was over. He was completely finished!

At one o'clock in the morning, Yun Tinglan came out of the operating room with a tired look on her face. When she returned to the office, Song Jinhan was already waiting there.

"Come and have something to eat."

The egg dumplings and chicken soup were still hot as they were kept warm with a hand warmer. After taking a sip of the chicken soup, Yun Tinglan felt relaxed all over.

Luo Jingjing looked through the crack in the door at the two people who were standing very close to each other inside. Under the light, one was feeding the other, and the other was eating, with familiar and natural movements.

When Luo Jingjing returned to the dormitory, everyone had already washed up. Seeing the lunch box in her hand, she smiled and said, "I told you not to send it. The deputy group leader will definitely bring food to the dean."

Luo Jingjing broke the buns and shared them with everyone, "You really guessed it right."

The other girl laughed as she ate. "How could she have guessed correctly? Everyone in the hospital knows that whenever our director has a night shift, the deputy director will come to pick him up. If he's not at home, he'll ask Aunt Yun to pick him up."

"Hey, hey, hey, come and see, all of you." A girl wrapped in a blanket put her mouth against the glass and blew on it, warming the frost on the glass with one breath after another. She used her hands to rub out a frost hole through which the night sky could be seen. "Look, over there..." She pointed at the figures outside the window, "Is that the dean and his group?"

It must be!

Several heads gathered in front of the small frost hole and peeked out.

Under the moonlight, the two walked one after the other.

Every time the deputy group leader took a step, the dean followed with a footprint. No laughter could be heard, but a smile could be seen on the dean's face, revealing a different kind of radiance, a tenderness that was rare for them.

"Mom, I seem to see spring."

"How sweet. They have been married for almost 20 years, right? They are still so loving. I always thought this kind of love only existed in movies and novels."

"My mother once said that loving someone is like raising flowers. The more you give, the more beautiful the flowers will bloom."

The snow was knee-deep and the dean had a hard time walking in the deputy regiment's footsteps.

The deputy headmaster touched the dean's head, and they thought that there must be thousands of stars in his eyes, and maybe even a doting smile.

The deputy regiment commander bent down, carried the dean on his back, and walked away step by step, leaving only a trail of footprints on the snow.

"When I look for a man in the future, I will have to follow the deputy regiment's standards!"

There was a "tsk" sound, and then silence again.

After a long while, someone finally said, "Then you might become an old maid."