Song Ci didn't have much of an idea.

She hadn't planned to leave home too early for a long time.

She is not really a child, she has already arranged her life, learning and practicing multiple subjects every day, and the indispensable family parent-child time, which is very busy.

And to be honest, she is not very accustomed to that kind of strict closed militarized management, a little too unfree, not suitable for her free and loose personality.

Forget it, let's take care of our spirits and prepare to "operate" on Brother Maomao.

Nothing to say all the way.

When they arrived at the military hospital, Lin Ming woke people up, and several people got out of the car and went in to find someone.

Lin Ming has a strong ability to do things, and he made arrangements in advance.

"The patient's condition is not ideal, the leg injury has been delayed for too long, and there is a possibility of necrosis......"

Lin Ming explained his condition as he walked, like an almighty secretary, thinking about the front everywhere.

Song Ci saw that he explained to himself throughout the whole process, and clearly guessed some of the details, and he didn't bother to cover it up, so he nodded and said:

"I see, thank you. ”

Although Lin Ming had already guessed that it was her who came to save people, seeing her admit it positively at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little happy "I knew".

"What else do you need? Do you want to inform the hospital to prepare a surgical team to cooperate with you? Don't worry, this is a military hospital, and the secrecy is very strong. ”

Lin Ming had a deep understanding of the low-key style of this family, and asked intimately.

Song Ci didn't care about this, and thought about it and said:

"Later, ask someone to check again, double insurance. ”

"Understood. ”

Lin Ming agreed, saying that he would leave it to him to make arrangements.

Song Ci is very satisfied with his neat and neat style of doing things, and he will not ask questions, so he is very worry-free.

She can't hide acupuncture, and she is mentally prepared, but it's better to have more than less.

Lin Ming opened the way, and Song Ci and his entourage came to the ward where Mao Mao was located.

Lin Ming originally wanted to ask the hospital for a separate operating room, but Song Ci refused.

The cheat version of the needle therapy she used has mental power to assist in isolation, and even the surgical disinfection can put down the water, and there is no need to change to a special operating room, which is not enough to toss the patient.

Lin Ming also expressed his understanding.

After all, the place where he was pricked with needles was still in the car, so it was quite casual and not so particular.

When the group came to the ward, Lin Ming knocked on the door and went in first.

Song Chun'an was tall, and when he saw the Maomao brothers lying on the hospital bed, he couldn't stand it in his heart.

"Brother Song, you're really here!"

Mao Mao apparently received a notice from the hospital in advance and was waiting for them.

A smile squeezed out of his pale and emaciated face, and his childishness was still there, but he had already hung up the vicissitudes of life that could not be concealed.

The amputation hit him so hard that he still couldn't fully accept it, and with a glimmer of illusion, he kept insisting that he didn't agree to the operation.

"Song Ci, meet again. It's a pity that my brother is sick, and I promised you to bring you my grandmother's pickled garlic, so I can only wait for the next time, let's eat some fruit first. Sister-in-law, you sit. ”

Mao Mao looked apologetic, pointed to the fruit on the small table, and motioned for them to take care of themselves.

Li Shengnan glanced at him, lowered his head suddenly, and almost couldn't hold back his tears.

She is not usually a person with shallow tear sockets.

Just looking at the tragic situation of the young man lying on the hospital bed and unable to move, she couldn't help but think of her husband and daughter.

They have all been to the front together.

If you make a bad scene, you will end up like this.

How could she not feel distressed?

"Brother Maomao, don't bother, I'll talk about it later, I'll take a look at your illness first, and treat it as soon as possible. ”

Song Ci motioned to her father to carry her over, and Dr. Song was going to go to the doctor.