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

I wanted to take a nap, but ended up sleeping very poorly.

Unable to sleep, Jiang Yan tossed and turned, so he simply got up, washed his face, and tidied himself up.

Her hair had grown to shoulder level, and she tied it into a ponytail. Then Jiang Yan started packing her things.

Medicine box, acupuncture needles, moxa sticks, plasters, anyway, take more, they are always useful.

Si Qianjin woke up after only half an hour of sleep. He was as happy as a child when he thought about going to the sanatorium in the afternoon and alleviating the pain of his old comrades and friends.

"Is Yanyan awake yet?" Although he was looking forward to the trip to the nursing home, Si Qianjin was also worried that his granddaughter-in-law hadn't gotten enough rest. "If she's tired, let her sleep a little longer and I'll call her later."

Anyway, you can’t finish reading it in one day, and things have to be prioritized.

"Grandpa, I'm up." Jiang Yan walked down the stairs carrying a medicine box. "I've packed everything. We can leave anytime."

"Okay, then, call a taxi and let's go there."

"Dad, I have a meeting this afternoon, so I won't go with you."

"Okay, go do your thing." Si Qianjin couldn't wait even a minute. He only brought a secretary with him, and then Jiang Yan, Si Lu, and the driver. The five of them drove a jeep towards the sanatorium.

The sanatorium is located at the foot of a mountain in the suburbs of Beijing. The air here is good, transportation is convenient, and there are hot springs. It is a great place for recuperation.

Most of the people living here are old cadres and wounded soldiers who have returned from the battlefield.

Some people are sent here because of their poor health and cannot be taken care of at home, or because they do not want to stay in the hospital.

There are also some people who have no children, but have made great contributions to the country and are qualified, so they will live in a nursing home in the future.

The car arrived at the sanatorium smoothly. Because Si Qianjin had informed them in advance, the director and several excellent caregivers were waiting there.

As soon as they got out of the car, the dean came to greet them.

"Commander, you are here?"

"Why are you mobilizing so many troops? Didn't I tell you not to worry about us? I'm just taking my granddaughter-in-law to see those old comrades."

Si Qianjin felt that this was a matter of course, because he himself was a beneficiary, and he also knew Jiang Yan's medical skills. How could a person who could serve as a health doctor for big leaders have poor skills?

But the dean didn’t know, and he was very nervous and had no idea what to do.

These old heroes are the treasures of the country. If he treats them badly, the responsibility will be his, and he cannot bear it.

"I don't have anything to do. I'll just accompany you there. Besides, our escorts are all professionals. They know the old hero's physical condition best. Can they provide some data on his condition?"

"Oh!" Si Qianjin thought it made sense. "Okay, let's go together. I'll go see Lao Xue first."

"Okay, Zhao'er, make the arrangements."

The nurse who was called quickly led the way and took people to Mr. Xue's residence.

Jiang Yan and Si Lu walked behind, and Si Lu naturally took the medicine box from Jiang Yan and carried it on his back.

The young couple whispered to each other.

"The dean doesn't trust me!"

"Yeah." Si Lu responded to his wife's complaint in a low voice, "That's normal. You're so pretty and young. Even if your medical skills are amazing, others will seem too mediocre, so they can't think of it."

Jiang Yan was really enlightened. When did her man start to speak sweet words and flatter her? He didn't even blink.

In broad daylight, in front of everyone, Jiang Yan ignored him and quickly took two steps to follow Si Qianjin.

Si Lu raised the corners of his mouth. Just by looking at Jiang Yan's back, he couldn't help but feel happy.

Follow along, carrying the medical kit.

The sun is shining brightly right now, and several old comrades are basking in the sun in the small square!

Xiao Zhao knew their daily routine, so he took Si Qianjin and his group directly to the small square.

"Oh, why are you all sitting here?"

Si Qianjin took two quick steps and ran among his comrades.

"Hey, Lao Si, why are you here again?"

"Why, I can't come?"

An old man sitting in a wheelchair with an eye patch on one eye said disdainfully: "Oh, I'm just bothering you. Do you think you can compare with us? We have nothing to do now. Ah, we can bask in the sun when we want to, and sleep when we want to."

"That's right, you're a busy man, why do you always come over to see what we old guys are doing!"

That’s what they said, but they were still very happy when Si Qian came.

Some of these people had fought side by side with Si Qianjin, and some he had only met after entering the sanatorium. But no matter how long they had known each other, they were all comrades-in-arms, and they had all fought on the battlefield and risked their lives for their beliefs and for their country! They were lifelong comrades-in-arms.

"What? I just want to ask you, what was my health like when I was living in the sanatorium?"

When it comes to this, everyone has the most say.

"Hey, you looked so terrible back then. If it were me, I wouldn't even be able to mention it!"

"Yes, it's better during the day. I can breathe like a normal person. But at night, oh my, I can't sit down or lie down. I'm breathing so hard that it's like pumping bellows. It's choking."

"Hey." Si Qianjin was disgusted by the other person's bad words, "Nonsense, am I like that?"

The one-eyed old hero grinned, "Why are you so anxious? Didn't you ask us to say it?"

"That's right!" An old man stood up and imitated him. "When he walked, he trembled, just like an old lady with bound feet."

Hahahaha...

The small square was filled with laughter, which made Si Qian very angry. "Get lost. I have never done that. Look at me."

He stretched out his hand and gestured on himself, "I can speak with full energy now, and I can eat two big bowls of noodles in one meal."

Si Qianjin patted his shoulder proudly and said, "Now I can still carry a gun."

Yes, his body has improved visibly, and he even seems to have returned to his youth. He looks twenty years younger than before.

“I can still box now.”

"Bragging."

"I don't believe you, Lao Si. You haven't changed your habit of bragging."

Si Qianjin snorted coldly and suddenly got into a stance. He squatted slightly and placed his hands in front of his body, one in front of the other. He then punched, raised his foot, and leaned forward.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, Si Qian's steps kept changing. He elbowed and raised his knees swiftly, and threw a set of punches without blushing or breathing hard. People only saw the demeanor of a Chinese soldier in him.

"it is good!"

"Well done."

There was thunderous applause in the courtyard; even the director and the nursing staff couldn't help but feel happy for Si Qianjin.

"What do you think? Are you convinced?" Si Qianjin stopped and pointed at Jiang Yan, saying, "I am what I am now, all thanks to my granddaughter-in-law. She cured my illness."

This is showing off.