Military marriage, the last big man married the soldier king, the stronger the stronger

Sister Yu slapped her thigh and said, "She looks like the eldest daughter-in-law of the Jiang family."

"Jiang Taishi's daughter-in-law." Grandma Li also said, "They look so much like her. I was shocked. I thought I saw the daughter-in-law of the Jiang family from 20 years ago!"

Aunt Zhang is a few years younger than Jiang Taishi. When she got married, Song Qingyun was no longer alive. She had only heard about Song Qingyun from others but had never met her in person.

"No wonder everyone in the compound says that the eldest daughter-in-law of the Jiang family is beautiful. If she is really like Xiaolu's daughter-in-law, then she is more than just beautiful, she is like a fairy."

"Like, but not quite." Grandma Li said thoughtfully: "The eldest daughter-in-law of the Jiang family is weak and delicate. She gives people the feeling that she is like a small flower raised in a greenhouse, unable to withstand the wind and rain."

Grandma Yu nodded. Although Song Qingyun had not lived in the compound for a long time, she could always be seen coming in and out, and it could be seen that she was a very delicate person.

She comes from a good family, is well-educated, and has a delicate personality. It's no wonder that the eldest son of the Jiang family holds her in the palm of his hand and protects her. It's just that she has a bad life.

"I think Xiaolu's partner is gentle but strong."

"Xiao Lu's personality is such that he probably doesn't like people who are too delicate."

Several people were talking as they walked, and no one noticed that there was a person standing in the shadows not far away...

When Si Lu and Jiang Yan returned home, Si Guangming had gone to work and Old Man Si had already gone to bed.

In the past two years, his health has become increasingly weak, and he has had to rest for longer and longer periods of time.

"Your grandpa can celebrate the New Year with us this year." Ning Yu looked very happy, but she was still a little worried.

Si Lu was afraid that Jiang Yan would understand, so he explained to her: "With Grandpa's level, he has to go to ★☆★ to celebrate the New Year every year. This year, his health is getting worse, so he won't go."

Jiang Yan nodded thoughtfully.

It is not impossible to regulate the health of the elderly.

You must know that in another time and space, in more than three years, three senior saints will be lost one after another, which is undoubtedly a huge loss for the Chinese people.

What if they could live a hundred years?

Oh, no, no, that would be too dangerous. She might be exposed.

Uh……

But her heart was beating so fast and crazy. What should she do?

"What are you thinking about?"

Jiang Yan shook her head, "It's okay."

"When will Dad come back?"

"No need to wait for him. If you are tired, just go and rest. His meetings are endless, no matter the year or festival. Who knows when it will be over."

So many years have passed, and Ning Yu has gotten used to it.

"I have an early shift tomorrow, so I have to get up early. Yanyan, you should go and have some rest too. You've been tired all day."

"it is good."

"Sister-in-law, I'll take you to wash up." Si Zhen had obviously received this task early on. He quickly jumped up and took Jiang Yan to the bathroom to wash up.

Ning Yu saw her aunt and sister-in-law go in, and quickly turned around and warned her son in a low voice, "Behave yourself at night and don't think about doing anything bad."

"Mom, who do you think I am? Your son is a soldier after all, how could he do such a thing?"

"Haha, that sounds nice. Look at Yanyan's eyes, they're glowing green. I don't know you yet."

Si Lu was helpless and embarrassed, "I promise, I live downstairs and I won't go anywhere."

"That's pretty much it."

The family members soon went to rest, and Jiang Yan also spent her first night in the capital at Si's house.

Silent all night.

The next morning, before dawn, Jiang Yan was awakened by panicked screams.

She sat up suddenly from the bed, listened carefully, confirmed that the noise came from downstairs, and quickly put on her clothes and went downstairs.

There was already chaos downstairs. Si Qianjin was lying at the door of the bedroom, his face pale and unconscious.

Ning Yu was performing CPR on the old man, her voice filled with tears, "Dad, Dad."

Si Lu called, his expression serious, "Hurry and get the doctor over here."

Just at this moment, Si Guangming also hurried back, "What happened?" He received a call from his son and had someone send him back without even wearing a coat. He was cold all over.

When Si Guangming leaned his head to take a look in the old man's direction, he was shocked and almost fell to the ground.

"Dad." Si Lu wanted to help him but it was too late. Fortunately, Si Guangming held on to the chair beside him and quickly calmed down.

"My brother has already called the doctor. Dad, grandpa will be fine."

Si Guangming waved his hand and walked to the old man.

Ning Yu was sweating profusely. Cardiopulmonary resuscitation is a physically demanding job, and after just a short while she could no longer hold on.

Si Zhen had already started crying. Si Lu went out to pick someone up and had no time to take care of the situation at home.

Jiang Yan knew that if she didn't take action, the old man might not be able to get through this hurdle today. She had been standing by for a long time and felt that the old man might be in a state of confusion and unconsciousness due to the phlegm in his mind.

If rescue is not timely, life may be in danger.

Jiang Yan immediately stopped and said, "Auntie, I'll do it."

Ning Yu's eyes lit up, "Yan Yan, do you know CPR?"

"I can, but grandpa's condition is caused by phlegm blocking his mind." As she spoke, she felt the old man's pulse. Sure enough, his pulse was deep and slippery, his liver yang was surging, and wind and phlegm were running through his meridians, which were the precursors to a stroke.

If rescue is not timely, the person will die immediately. At the very least, the patient will become hemiplegic and unable to take care of himself.

"Xiao Jiang, are you sure?"

After all, it was the old man's life, and no one could take it lightly. Si Guangming had no knowledge of Jiang Yan's medical skills, so it was understandable that he asked this question.

"Seventy percent."

After all, he is the head of the family, so Si Guangming quickly made a decision, "Okay, Xiao Jiang, you come."

As a surgeon, Ning Yu was helpless at the moment. She was exhausted and when she got up, it was Si Guangming who helped her up.

Time is life. Jiang Yan quickly squatted down and checked the old man's vital signs. His temperature was slightly high, his breathing was shallow and rapid, and there was phlegm in his throat...

She didn't dare to delay any longer and quickly took out her acupuncture bag from her pocket.

She spread out the bag, took out the needle and inserted the needle into the old man's chest. Her technique was fast and accurate. Although Si Guangming and Ning Yu didn't understand, they felt that she was very professional and amazing.

People of their generation were all fortunate enough to have seen great Chinese medical practitioners.

In the old society, from the common people to the kings, who didn’t take medicine or have acupuncture when they were sick?

Jiang Yan's acupuncture speed and technique are no different from those of an old man in his seventies or eighties.

As the two of them hesitated, they heard a roar, "This is ridiculous. It's time now, human lives are at stake, and you still believe in these feudal dregs."

Jiang Yan was just giving the last crucial injection when a woman suddenly rushed in and got angry at her, "Stop it, stop it."

Jiang Yan naturally refused to listen to her. She raised her hand and pierced the last acupuncture point. However, the woman rushed towards her like a madman and reached out to grab the needle from Jiang Yan's hand.