Chapter 223

In the dining hall at night, the soldiers saw the battalion commander hiding away. They were afraid that what he said was wrong. The battalion commander will practice them again tomorrow.

Wei Zhenhui had dinner without expression and went to the dormitory. He lived on the third floor, opposite Wu Feng.

Wei Zhenhui returned to the house, sat at the table and racked his brains to write back to his little daughter-in-law. Last time I was busy dealing with Su Hong and neglected his little daughter-in-law. The girl's temper came up.

When Wei Zhenhui went to school, he was excellent in both character and learning, so he didn't have a love letter. It is not difficult for him to write an 800 word composition, nor is it difficult for him to write a 5000 word report, and it is even more difficult for him to write a war plan of tens of thousands of words.

Now, it's really difficult to write a letter to his daughter-in-law. He really regretted that at that time, his deskmate always wrote love letters to girls. He looked disdainful. People asked him to help, and he pushed it back directly. Now think about it, even once!

Wei Zhenhui wrote several beginnings in a row. He was not satisfied. He rubbed them directly and threw them into the trash can.

His dormitory was facing the street. He was scratching his head when 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 father and mother on the training ground.

"Battalion commander, spare your life. Next time you write a letter, we won't dare to shout loudly." a platoon commander was wronged. He said that he was caught by the battalion commander when he took some recruits' eggs for dinner and became familiar with the military region.

"Battalion commander, be merciful. You really can't write it. I graduated from junior high school. I'll write it for you. I didn't write less love letters at school. Basically, I wrote them once a week. I've written all the girls who look good in school!" the second platoon commander and a deputy battalion commander expressed my gratitude for sharing your worries and difficulties.

The first platoon leader was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped the second platoon leader on the forehead, "your head was kicked by a donkey. The battalion commander graduated from high school and got the first grade in the whole school. You need your two sons to help write?"

The second platoon leader was suffocating, "well, I didn't say."

Wei Zhenhui cleaned up the two people, and the depression in his heart also dispersed for a few minutes. "Have you written a love letter to the second platoon leader?"

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

"Write ten letters in the evening and give them to me tomorrow morning." Wei Zhenhui turned and left.

The first platoon leader and the second platoon leader remained in place. Their battalion commander really couldn't write a letter!

Wei Zhenhui took a bath and went to bed. 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 his dream, but he couldn't sleep anymore.

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

In the dream, he should have been seriously injured. The doctor who gave him the main knife was still doctor Gao last time. The injured part is as like as two peas. He also asked for no anesthetic.

Su Mian put a small bundle of gauze into his mouth. She seemed so frightened that she almost threw the thermometer on the ground.

He remembered that she untied his coat and her big eyes widened when she saw the wound.

She shouldn't know him. She doesn't hold him directly like that time.

During the whole operation, Su Mian was working as an assistant to Dr. Gao. She was in a hurry and even not as calm as she is now.

He had never seen her so flustered. She should be flustered at her age.

Wei Zhenhui went to the balcony in his clothes and looked at the watery night. The cold wind hit him one by one, which made him wake up a lot. Maybe it was after reading Su Mian's letter today that he dreamed of such a real scene.

Su Mian is still a student at all. How can she be a nurse in the army? And the nurse who took care of him this time was Su Hong.