The mother of the era is reborn to support her cannon fodder children!

Chapter 200 "What Shocked Me?"

Noticing Grandpa Gu's gaze, Cat Egg touched her face and asked in a puzzled tone, "Grandpa Gu?"

"No, it's nothing," Mr. Gu said, forcing a smile.

Cat Egg didn't think much of it and focused all its attention on Old Lady Ning.

Gu's mother pulled the old man aside and looked him over. "What's wrong? Why does Cat Egg's expression look so strange?"

"You said..." Father Gu carefully chose his words, looking at his wife, "Cat Egg's father's body was never found, only a certificate of sacrifice was left. Is there any possibility that he didn't die?"

Gu’s mother: “…”

She reached out and touched the old man's forehead. "You don't have a fever, do you? It's a certificate issued by the military, how could it be fake!"

Mr. Gu agreed, saying, "I must have misread it."

"What did you see?" Gu's mother asked curiously.

"...I saw someone who looks a bit like Cat Egg's father," said Father Gu. Actually, it wasn't just a bit like him, it was very similar. Cat Egg's father was tall, broad-shouldered, and had deep-set eyes. He looked incredibly sturdy in his military uniform. Although the person he saw was somewhat different from the person in his memory, they were indeed like two peas in a pod.

They look so alike!

Cat Egg looks like a carbon copy of that face.

“People can be similar,” said Gu’s mother. “Cat Egg’s father has been gone for so many years, don’t bring it up, lest you touch a sore spot.”

"I know."

He didn't mention it, but fate had its own arrangements.

When Sun Guoshou caught a glimpse of Maodan'er's face, he immediately lost his composure, grabbed the guard's arm, and pointed at the little boy not far away.

“Look at that child, what’s he feeling?” He stared at the guard.

The guard scratched his head. "He looks strangely familiar, hehe."

"..."

Where did this silly boy come from!

Sun Guoshou nearly choked.

"Don't you think that kid looks a lot like your commander?" he asked, then, fearing the boy might say something shocking again, he went straight to the point: "Aren't they cut from the same mold?"

The guard stared wide-eyed, and he really saw something. "...It really is like him, like the commander's son."

“Right!” Sun Guo clapped his hands, thinking about that person’s age, and felt even more that it was not impossible.

"No way..." the guard said, "He looks only six or seven years old, how could he be the commander's son?"

“Looking like a six or seven-year-old doesn’t necessarily mean they are six or seven years old.” A thoughtful look flashed across Sun Guoshou’s eyes. “Some children grow slowly.”

Life might not be easy without a man in the house.

Cat Egg was very perceptive. Sensing someone was watching her, she looked over warily and noticed the guard's military uniform. Her gaze hesitated for a moment before her tense shoulders relaxed.

When Gu's mother came looking for Maodan'er, she saw him standing at the corner, took the wet towel from his hand, and pulled him towards the ward. "...Go back to the ward, what are you standing there for?"

Cat Egg moved its mouth as if to say that someone was watching it, but then felt embarrassed. It touched its ears, gave the old lady a shy smile, and didn't look in that direction again. It then followed Mother Gu back to the ward.

They had just left when Chief Ning arrived, surrounded by several people, two of whom had difficulty moving around.

Sun Guoshou and his guard wanted to bring up the matter of the little boy, but this was not a good time to talk about it, so they had to give up for now.

The group, exuding an imposing aura, walked forward to the end and entered the largest ward.

The purpose of this trip is to test the drug, right under the nose of the highest leader.

The two men, both veterans with disabilities, worked in the armed forces department as civilian employees. One had a strangely bent right leg, and the other had a weak arm.

They were suddenly recalled by the organization and were quite bewildered. After hearing the reason, they all agreed without hesitation.

The doctor wasn't doing this for the first time and was very familiar with the procedure. It was just that the leader surnamed Ning wasn't staring at him. The other man's gaze was very intimidating. If it weren't for his professional expertise, his hands would be shaking uncontrollably by now.

Fortunately, it was completed successfully.

The male doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a gentle voice, "Now you just need to wait for the medicine to take effect. You will feel pain, which is normal. Try not to move around too much, otherwise it will affect the treatment results."

One soldier said, "I'm not afraid of pain, as long as it works."

No matter how painful it was, it wasn't as painful as when I was forced to leave the army and my comrades... It hurt so much.

“That’s right,” another soldier said. “We soldiers can brave any weather, what’s a little pain?”

Chief Ning nodded in agreement.

Yes.

Which soldier hasn't been wounded and has scars on his body?

However, for the sake of defending the country, they don't complain about the pain or the fatigue.

Before long, the two soldiers felt their wounds burning hot, as if they were on fire, with their skin and flesh tearing open.

After the burning sensation, came the pain.

The pain of each cut, each stroke.

The man who claimed he wasn't afraid of pain was sweating profusely, his teeth chattering as he chewed.

Sun Guoshou couldn't stand it, so he gave each of them a piece of cork to chew on.

Don't heal your leg only to break your teeth.

The soldier took the cork, bit down on it, and let out a low groan of pain the moment he released his teeth.

Damn it, that really hurts!
The torment continued, growing increasingly painful, and gradually, they couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The doctor stood by and quickly took notes.

The longer the injury lasts, the more intense and prolonged the pain.

This is a new conclusion.

Sun Guoshou wasn't idle either. He sat next to the two soldiers and took their pulses one by one. He felt that their pulses were getting stronger and stronger, and his eyes showed surprise.

Strange.

But that's a good thing.

He nodded to Chief Ning.

Commander Ning's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.

After a while, the two soldiers, who had been writhing in pain, slowly relaxed, spat out the cork, and laughed.

"It doesn't hurt anymore," said the soldier who removed the cork first.

Another person followed closely behind, saying, "My arm feels numb, but I feel stronger now."

His words were filled with excitement.

Commander Ning couldn't sit still any longer and stood up.

Time flies.

The two soldiers who were testing the drug felt no more pain in their wounds and stood up at the same time. One tentatively took a few steps forward, while the other carefully swung his arm.

After trying it, I found it was different!

The former can stand up straight and walk without any problem, and can be as upright as they want; the latter can straighten and bend their arms, and can even hold a cup to drink water without any problem.

Two pairs of resolute eyes shone brightly.

"I can walk now?!"

"My arm is usable again?!"

The moment the words left their mouths, they all burst into laughter.

"If any of my comrades suffer injuries of the same degree as mine, they won't be forced to leave. That's wonderful!"

"Thank you to the country, thank you to the organization, thank you to the doctors..."

The doctor, who was being thanked, quickly waved his hand, saying, "Don't thank me, I'm ashamed, someone else created this medicine."

He glanced at Chief Ning, looking wary.

To put it almost explicitly, that person's identity is sensitive.

Chief Ning squinted.

He understood the situation and didn't ask any further questions for the time being.

If that person has real skills, he won't care about their sensitive identity; they should just go where they're supposed to go!

The military hospital is in dire need of good doctors.

Having confirmed the drug's effectiveness, Chief Ning was determined to obtain it.

"This medicine..." He paused slightly, "...who should I talk to?"

"Knock knock knock!" There was a knock on the ward door.

The guard pushed open the door. "Sir, a Comrade Yang is looking for you."

Yang?
Commander Ning knew who it was instantly.

Before the military region sent anyone, the Yang and Jiang families mediated, preventing the medicine from falling into the hands of speculators.

They are all good comrades.

He nodded humbly to the people in the ward and walked out.

It wasn't surprising to see that he was a young man.

The two went to the dean's office for a private conversation.

According to Yang Yun, the pharmaceutical workers were bad elements who were raising pigs in the brigade, which saddened Chief Ning.

"Such talent, let him raise pigs?" He frowned.

What a mess.

“This is not a problem,” Chief Ning said in a deep voice.

Yang Yunzhi was overjoyed.

Half of the task Cheng Huai assigned us has been completed!

He added, "Having a prescription is useless. One of the herbs in the prescription is not common. Only that comrade has it, and only he knows how to cultivate it. Why not let him go to the military region to cultivate herbs? That would be much more valuable than raising pigs."

Chief Ning also had the same plan.

His grim face showed not a trace of emotion.

"The organization will make arrangements."

Yang Yunzhi did not say anything more.

Okay, those in positions of power don't like being told what to do. He understands that; his grandfather was the same way—a man of his word who couldn't stand being told what to do.

Hand over the prescription honestly.

At this point, he had done what he was supposed to do; the rest was up to the others.

Chenghuai should have made all the arrangements by now, right?
That is indeed the case—

Chief Ning has been missing for many years and has long lost his connections. To overturn the Meng family's case, we still have to rely on the Yun family.

Grandpa Yun is a veteran revolutionary with many old comrades-in-arms holding important positions; his network of connections is formidable. He is willing to protect anyone who has contributed to the country or the military.

Upon receiving the telegram from a junior he admired, he immediately took action.

The documents for overturning the verdict against the Meng family have just been released.

After finishing his business, Chief Ning wanted to take his men back to the guesthouse, planning to visit the Fengshou Brigade the next day to see that uncommon medicine.

As they were walking, Sun Guoshou opened his mouth and said, "I saw a boy earlier."

Chief Ning turned his head to look at him.

"and then?"

Before Sun Guoshou could speak, the guard couldn't help but say, "That child looks exactly like you, especially his eyebrows and eyes."

Chief Ning didn't take it to heart.

It's normal for people to have similarities.

"Sir, do you have a son?" the guard asked. "Could that child be your son?"

He idolizes his superior, and he puts his heart and soul into everything his superior does.

While Chief Ning was negotiating with local officials, the bodyguard went to inquire about the boy.

Thanks to the clothes I was wearing, things went relatively smoothly.

Upon hearing the guard's words, Commander Ning suddenly felt a headache coming on.

"I'm carrying your child..."

"By the time you come back next time, the baby in your belly will be born. If you come back any later, the baby will already be calling you 'Dad'!"

"Ping An, come back safely. You haven't heard your child call you 'Dad' yet."

"Don't worry about your parents. I'll take care of things at home. You focus on protecting our country and we'll be waiting for you to come home."

"...Don't forget to write!"

The wind whispered in my ear.

He clutched his throbbing head, barely able to stand, and grabbed the wall for support, desperately trying to squeeze out whatever images came to mind.

The guard noticed that the commander was having another headache and hurriedly said, "Dr. Sun, quick, take out your needle and stick it into the commander's head!"

Sun Guoshou: "..."

Commander Ning had a severe headache, and his dark eyes turned red.

He looked at the police officer.

Forcing a smile, she asked, "What's wrong with that boy?"

The guard hurriedly relayed the information he had gathered: "The Ning family consists of only a grandmother and grandson. I heard they had a son who was in the army, and he died a long time ago."

"When the news of that family's son's sacrifice came, his wife had a difficult childbirth and died of illness a few years later. Then, the child's grandfather passed away, and the old lady supported her grandson on her monthly pension..."

These were all unfamiliar things to Chief Ning. He couldn't place each person in the situation, yet he felt his eyes welling up with tears, and his throat felt as if it were blocked.

Realizing something was wrong, he looked at the guard and asked, "Which ward is that family in?"

After speaking, the usually rational man realized he had acted impulsively, but he didn't regret it. He vaguely felt that he wouldn't regret it if he had gone through with it.

The guard looked worried. "Aren't you having a headache?"

The veins bulging on the leader's forehead are a sign of severe pain.

"fine."

The guard glanced at Sun Guoshou; with him around, everything should be fine.

"Ward 301".

Almost instantly upon receiving the news, Chief Ning strode upstairs.

Upon reaching the third floor, my gaze swept across the room and quickly settled on room 301.

Walk over and stop at the door.

Through the small window in the door, I could see the people inside.

The older woman patted the little boy's head, who was facing away from the door, and said something with a smile.

Is this the child that Lao Sun and the others were talking about, the one who looks just like him?

For some reason, the tall soldier outside the door felt nervous.

Chief Ning was surprised.

He never gets nervous even when doing the most difficult tasks.

When the guard saw that the leader was standing at the door without moving for a long time, he wanted to go forward to remind him, but Sun Guoshou pressed down on his shoulder.

The elderly doctor, whose hair was half-gray, shook his head.

Where did this clueless kid come from? He has no sense of propriety at all!
silly.

"Don't make a sound, just pretend you're a block of wood," Sun Guoshou whispered a reminder.

Although the guard was simple-minded, he was obedient. His mother had taught him since he was a child that it didn't matter if he was slow-witted, as long as he listened to smart people. That's what he did, and look how promising his future is.

Thinking this, the tall, simple-minded boy gave a silly smile.

There was a sudden knock on the ward door, and Cat Egg rushed out to open it.

There were several strangers outside the door, all of them very tall. The child felt intimidated and took a few steps back.

"Who are you looking for?" he asked.

Commander Ning looked directly at the little boy's face, and his heart suddenly raced.

He felt as if he had been struck by something.

My usually calm and sharp mind went blank for a moment.

"You..." Chief Ning's voice was dry as he stared at Cat Egg, unable to come to his senses for a long time.

It feels so intimate.

Just looking at that innocent little face, my usually calm heart softened completely, and I wanted to give him the best of everything.

"what's your name?"

Cat Egg was completely unsuspecting of anyone wearing a military uniform.

He strained to look up at the man and said, "My name is Maodan'er, Ning Maodan'er."

"Cat Egg..." Chief Ning's eyes softened, "It's a very cute name."

The guard stared in absurdity at the back of the commander's head, his face showing horror.

This was the first time he'd ever heard his superior speak in such a gentle voice. Was this really him?!
“…Thank you,” Cat Egg replied politely.

He looked Chief Ning up and down confidently, showing no fear, and calmly asked, "Is there something you need from knocking on the door?"

Before the words were even finished, Gu's mother snapped out of her daze, her voice tightening, "Are you Mingde?"

Chief Ning didn't rush to deny it; his gaze fell on her face.

"You know me?"

When asked the question, his sharp jawline tightened, revealing a complex and indescribable emotion in his heart.

Gu’s mother: “…”

Gu's mother was unsure whether she should get to know him.

The old man was right. This person's eyebrows and eyes were exactly the same as Cat Egg's, very much like the person in their memories, but... the way he looked at her was unfamiliar.

It shouldn't be.

If it were that person, surely they would recognize them?

People were talking at the door, and Grandma Ning on the hospital bed opened her eyes.

(End of this chapter)