Chapter 223

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At dinner in the cafeteria, the soldiers were hiding when they saw the battalion commander, for fear that what he said was wrong, and the battalion commander would rehearse them again tomorrow.

Wei Zhenhui ate dinner expressionlessly and walked to the dormitory. He lived on the third floor, and Wu Feng was opposite the door.

Wei Zhenhui went back to the room and sat at the table, racking his brains to write a reply to his little daughter-in-law. The last time I was busy dealing with Su Hong's affairs and neglected his little daughter-in-law, this girl's temper came up.

When Wei Zhenhui was in school, he was excellent in both character and study, and he never had a love letter. Writing an 800-word essay would not be difficult for him, writing a 5,000-word report would not be difficult for him, and writing a battle plan of tens of thousands of words would not be difficult for him.

Now, writing a letter to his daughter-in-law is really stumbling. He really regretted it. At that time, he was always writing love letters to girls at the same table, and he was still disdainful. They asked him to help him look at it, and he pushed it back directly. Thinking about it now, it would be nice to see it even once!

Wei Zhenhui wrote several openings in a row, but he was not satisfied, so he rubbed it and threw it into the trash can.

His dormitory was facing the street, and just as he was scratching his head, he heard several platoon leaders arguing below. Wei Zhenhui put on his clothes and went out.

After a while, there were bursts of cries of crying fathers and mothers on the training ground.

"Batch commander, forgive me, next time you write a letter, we won't dare to shout when we are killed." The battalion commander was caught by the battalion commander after he said that he brought a few recruits to dinner and familiarized himself with the military area. .

"battalion commander, be merciful, you really can't write it. I graduated from junior high school anyway, so I can write it for you. When I was in school, I wrote a lot of love letters, basically one a week. I wrote it!" The second platoon commander and the deputy battalion commander shared the expression on your face.

The leader of the first row was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped the leader of the second row on the forehead. "Your head was kicked by a donkey. The battalion commander graduated from high school and scored first in the school. Do you need your help to write?"

The second platoon leader looked aggrieved, "Well, I didn't say it."

Wei Zhenhui packed up the two of them for a while, and the depression in his heart also dissipated a little, "Have you written a love letter, second platoon leader?"

The second platoon leader was stunned for a moment, then reacted and gave a military salute, "Yes, battalion commander."

"Write ten letters at night and give them to me tomorrow morning." Wei Zhenhui turned around and left.

The remaining platoon leader and the second platoon leader were dumbfounded, their battalion commander really didn't know how to write letters!

Wei Zhenhui went to bed after taking a shower. They went to bed at 10 o'clock.

That night, Wei Zhenhui had a dream. In the middle of the night, he woke up from the dream but couldn't sleep again.

He dreamed of Su Mian, who was wearing a nurse's uniform, smiling brightly at him, while he was lying on the operating table.

In the dream, he should have been seriously injured, and the one who gave him the knife was still Doctor Gao last time. The injured part is exactly the same, and he also asked not to use anesthesia.

Su Mian stuffed a small bundle of gauze into his mouth, she seemed to be frightened and almost threw the thermometer in her hand on the ground.

He remembered that she had unbuttoned his shirt, and her already large eyes widened even more when she saw the wound.

She probably didn't know him, so she didn't hug him directly like that time.

During the entire operation, Su Mian worked as Doctor Gao's assistant. She was a little chaotic, not even as calm as she is now.

He had never seen her so flustered, it was the fluster she should have at her age.

Wei Zhenhui put on his clothes and went to the balcony. Looking at the watery night, the cold wind came blowing, which made him awake a lot. Perhaps it was because he read Su Mian's letter today that he dreamed of such a real dream. scene.

Su Mian was still a student, how could she be a nurse in the army? And this time he was injured and the nurse who took care of him was Su Hong.