Reborn in the 70s as a military doctor and meets a special soldier

Although they also wanted to tell themselves that everything was fine, for some reason they always felt a vague sense of uneasiness in their hearts.

As a result, the people who had always been heartless began to suffer from insomnia.

After returning to her motherland and sleeping on the familiar military bed, Song Wei felt groggy. After not sleeping for several days, she finally couldn't hold on and fell into a deep sleep.

Song Wei slept very soundly and had a vague dream.

There was a huge white fog in her dream. When she passed through the fog, she vaguely heard someone crying.

Then, Song Wei saw her own mourning hall.

I was shocked when I saw this scene at first glance, but when I looked more closely, I saw that the photo hanging in the mourning hall was of her when she was 80 years old.

At this time, the descendants of her students and friends were seeing her off.

She was an only child and never married in her life, so naturally she had no descendants to mourn for her.

However, she was very open-minded about all this. She had made a will before her death, which stated that all her money would be donated to the Red Cross. As for her, she did not need to buy a cemetery or look for a good feng shui spot. After cremation, her ashes could be scattered into the water.

Her life has been complete, and becoming one with the motherland after her death is the best destination.

Now Song Wei couldn't tell whether it was a dream or she had really returned to the future.

"My teacher is a humorous person. She always says that you should not leave regrets in your life. Medical students are often cautious, but only teachers are always like young people, allowing us to boldly try and make mistakes. She said that only with the courage to try and make mistakes can we grow.

With the encouragement of my teacher, I tried and failed again and again, and in the process of trial and error, I won medals again and again. It can be said that half of the honor I have won is due to my teacher. Without her, there would be no me.

Now, the teacher can finally have a good rest. I just want the teacher to know that I will continue in her footsteps, continue to explore forward, continue to win glory for the country, and continue to take root in the places where the motherland needs me most.

Teacher, rest assured, and please have a safe journey! "

This is one of Song Wei's thousands of students. When he finished speaking, those who came to mourn burst into tears again.

Seeing this, Song Wei didn’t know what to say and her heart was deeply moved.

Her previous life was not in vain. Although she was single all her life, she had so many students to see her off to the end of her life. Even her students' tears were so sincere, which was better than many families with real blood ties but no family affection.

However, Song Wei felt quite useful at first to their praise, but as she listened, it became more and more strange. These guys were obviously praising her, but before praising her, each of them had to complain about a few embarrassing things about her, such as her love of sweets and snacks, her love of beauty and ugly clothes like a little girl, her love of nagging and asking them to soak their feet, etc...

Whenever these details of life were mentioned, people who resonated with the topic would laugh along, but as they laughed, everyone would burst into tears.

Song Wei was feeling very embarrassed watching from the side and wanted to tell them that she was not dead but had just returned to the past.

And although she took a different path in her rebirth, it was just as wonderful. There is no need to feel sad for her, and no need to be sad. Just continue their aspirations and build the motherland.

However, the students couldn't see her and continued to cry.

Song Wei couldn't bear to watch it anymore, but she couldn't cry with them, right? So she prepared to take a walk outside, but when she turned around, she saw someone at the door.

Song Wei walked over in confusion, but only had time to see a hunched back.

He put down a bouquet of white roses and left.

He did not enter the mourning hall.

But for some reason, Song Wei felt a little distressed when she saw that figure, so she subconsciously chased after him.

However, this person soon walked into the thick fog. Song Wei hurriedly chased after him, but after entering the white fog, she could not see anything.

She wanted to go back to the original place and talk about it, but when she turned around, she found that everything behind her was covered by thick fog. The mourning hall was gone, and her lovely and talkative students were gone too.

Song Wei had no choice but to continue walking deeper into the thick fog.

It seemed like only a moment had passed, but it also seemed like a long time had passed. When Song Wei saw the light in front of her, she quickly quickened her pace and walked out of the thick fog.

Then we arrived at a dilapidated courtyard.

There is a rusty sign in the yard saying - XX Car Repair.

I couldn't see the specific words because the paint had fallen off, but I could tell it was a car repair shop.

The repair shop is quite large, with a tin shed filled with broken copper and iron. Further inside is a bungalow, which, although shabby, is spotless.

At this time, an old man was wiping something silently.

A lively little girl ran in happily.

"Grandpa Jiu, you're back from the capital? Have you seen your friends?"

The call of "Ninth Grandpa" made Song Wei stunned for a moment. She stared at the hunched old man in front of her for an instant.

The old man turned his head slowly. He was wearing a patched Zhongshan suit and his face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes were still cold. Only when he saw the little girl did he relax the coldness in his eyes and nodded.

"Skipping school again? Your mother will spank you if she finds out."

"My mom is on night shift at the hospital today, so she doesn't have time to take care of me. But don't tell me that grandpa is serious."

Hearing this, the old man curled his lips again: "You said it yourself, I didn't say it."

Upon hearing this, the girl quickly ran to the old man's side and clasped her hands together in front of the table: "Grandpa, I didn't skip class. I don't have class today, and I thought that Grandpa Jiu would be back soon, so I came here to see him. Before you left, you also stared at me and asked me to show my respect to Grandpa Jiu, so I was just following your instructions."

Song Wei listened to their conversation with tears in her eyes. She slowly walked up and finally saw clearly what was on the table.

It was a series of black and white photos, including those of Platoon Leader Xie Fenglin, the commander-in-chief, and... Liu Yu, and Wen Xinghan.

It turned out that the first thing the old man did when he came back was to wipe off these photos.

At this time, how could Song Wei not know?

The old man in front of me, with a weather-beaten face, wrinkled eyes, and exuding endless loneliness, is not Lu Jiu, then who else could it be?

At this time, Lu Jiu was also looking at her with a friendly expression.

"Grandpa Jiu, did you bring me any delicious food?"

The little girl has a face exactly like Chen Songsong. I guess she is the commander-in-chief's granddaughter. She is as cute as Songsong, but much more lively than Songsong.

Lu Jiu seemed to dote on this little girl as well, and smiled as he took out a bag of candy from the green army bag next to him.

"This is a specialty of the capital. Take it and share it with your classmates."

The little girl opened the package happily and did not forget to chat with Lu Jiu.

"Grandpa Jiu, you haven't answered me yet. Have you seen your friends?"