Rebirth of a Military Marriage: Three Thousand Lovers: Starting with Three Cubs

Yu Lingze felt that it would be best to take this opportunity to deal with Huang Wen's adoptive parents first.

Song Mingchen had no objection.

In front of his wife, he is no longer the decisive and ruthless special forces commander.

When the call was made to the Luoluo Street Committee again, Huang's mother had already forgotten Yu Lingze's voice.

"Hello! Are you from Huang Wen's unit? What's wrong with Huang Wen? Why doesn't he call us himself?"

Huang's mother is in a good mood today.

Because she had just received a letter from her youngest son.

The letter said that because he had made outstanding contributions to the brigade, he no longer needed to do farm work or go fishing at sea.

He was assigned to work as a temporary worker in the town's motor factory. If he made some achievements, he might have the opportunity to transfer to the motor factory back home.

"The doctor said Huang Wen's injuries were very serious and his life was in danger at any time. He made a mistake while performing his duties and the army would not cover his medical expenses.

Your family should remit the medical expenses now. Please remit 1000 yuan for the time being. If it is not enough, you can remit more later."

Huang's mother became anxious when she heard this.

"What? You want 1000 yuan for medical expenses? Are you robbing the military hospital?

There is not a penny at home!

Besides, Huang Wen is not our child.

We raised him up, he owes our family something. Not only does he not repay the favor, but he even dares to ask for a huge amount of money?

Don't even think about it. Huang Wen was injured in your unit, so your unit has to pay for his medical treatment.

No matter what, we are still right.

Don't bully me, a woman who knows nothing.

Huang Wen, this is called a work-related injury. You must pay for his medical treatment.

Oh, yes, and if he recovers and returns home, he must be given a good job in the county, otherwise, he should not come back."

Huang's mother's mouth is like a machine gun.

Yu Lingze held the microphone farther away and looked at it with disdain.

After Huang's mother finished complaining, Yu Lingze emphasized slowly.

“First, Huang Wen made a mistake, it cannot be considered a work-related injury, and your family must pay for his medical treatment.

Second, Huang Wen is dying. Are you going to come and see him? Are you going to send him money to save his life?

Third, the adopted son is legally your son, so you have to assume the obligations of a parent.

Fourth, if you don’t want to pay, you don’t have to visit him either. Just write a severance letter, sign it, and mail it to me.

Otherwise, the army will send people to Huang Degong and your unit to seek a solution to this matter.

When the time comes, we can just deduct the medical expenses from Huang Degong and your salary."

Huang's mother was dumbfounded, how could it be done like this?

If the army really goes to tell Lao Huang and his unit about this, will the couple be able to face people again?

Wouldn't you be drowned by the saliva of your comrades?

Lao Huang can no longer be the director, he will definitely be demoted.

Huang's mother's eyes flashed with ferocity, and she said viciously, "I choose option 4. Wait, I will mail the severance letter to him. From now on, his life or death has nothing to do with our Huang family. He is not our child in the first place, why should we pay to save his life?"

"Okay, then you write down the address. After it's clear, you can't ask Huang Wen to fulfill his obligation as an adopted son for any reason. If the letter of severance you send doesn't satisfy our military leaders, we'll have to send someone to your unit to talk to them."

Huang's mother was so angry that she hung up the phone.

"Hey! Huang Wen's mother, if you are angry, don't take it out on my phone. If you break it, you will have to pay for it! Do you know how much this phone is worth?"

Whenever Huang's mother heard Huang Wen's name, she felt a pain in her heart.

She snorted in annoyance but didn't dare to talk back.

The telephone was indeed very expensive, and she was really afraid that someone would claim compensation for her losses.

Yu Lingze held the recorder in his hand and replayed the call again.

"Alas! Huang Wen is quite pitiful. Even if he had a dog, he wouldn't be so heartless, right?

After all, Huang Wen is her son whom she has raised for more than 20 years. How could he be so cold-blooded and heartless?

As soon as she heard that he needed money to save his life, she immediately abandoned her son.

Money is truly the touchstone for testing all human nature!"

Song Mingchen quickly snatched the recorder and put it in his trouser pocket.

"Wife, you can't show this recording to Huang Wen. The origin of this thing is hard to explain, so don't ask for trouble."

"Okay, I get it. You're the only one in the world who knows my secret. Are you so happy?"

Song Mingchen is indeed bubbling with beauty.

But he couldn't make a beautiful bubbling expression.

Yu Lingze was holding the miniature magnetic robot, which looked like a button.

"How can we get Huang Wen to wear this thing without arousing his suspicion?" Song Mingchen asked.

"Please read the instructions."

Yu Lingze opened the system sub-card.

Song Mingchen saw in his mind how to use this little thing.

I couldn't help but marvel at it.

"What on earth is that high-tech plane? How could there be such amazing inventions? The design is so ingenious."

Yu Lingze closed the secondary card.

"Stop being in a daze, come on, use it on your brother."

Song Mingchen grabbed his wife.

"No, you can't install this for him, let me do it!"

Yu Lingze glanced at Song Mingchen suspiciously, then suddenly realized what was happening and couldn't help laughing.

"You are really like a cultural relic unearthed from Mawangdui. Aren't you too old-fashioned?"

Song Mingchen was not convinced.

"Well, even though you are his sister-in-law, you still have to be careful. He is a grown man."

Yu Lingze couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"I'm not taking off his pants! Really, what's wrong with seeing a grown man with his bare chest?"

However, she didn't dare say this.

She knew how sour the vinegar brewed in the vinegar jar in her house was.

So, what is said is another sentence.

"Are you sure you can do it?"

"Why can't I? Give him an injection of anesthetic and let him sleep for a while."

Yu Lingze felt extremely painful when he heard about spending merit points.

"I knew that if I wanted you to do some work, you would have to be paid. Do you know how much an injection of anesthetic costs?

If I did it, it wouldn't be that troublesome.

I just need to pretend to be a nurse and re-bandage his wound."

He grumbled, but still opened the system and exchanged for an anesthetic.

Song Mingchen asked Yu Lingze to wait outside the ward and injected him with anesthetic while Huang Wen was not paying attention.

When he carefully untied the gauze on Huang Wen's chest, he was also shocked.

Huang Wen was not only shot, but also stabbed in the chest. The wound was deep and long. Even after stitches, it still looked horrifying.

Simple battlefield first aid is also a training subject for special forces.

Song Mingchen's technique was deft, and he used the scalpel given by Lingze to gently cut a little bit of the suture thread.

The wound immediately turned inside out and blood kept oozing out.

Song Mingchen immediately blocked the wound with gauze, and with his other hand he quickly picked up the robot with tweezers and stuffed it into the wound.