Jiang Xiaoshan's face flashed with deep sorrow, silently driving the car, while Su Qing's eyes were lifeless, her face stricken with grief.
The atmosphere inside the car was oppressive and gloomy, yet Lan Tian seemed unfazed, glancing at the two as they closed their eyes to rest.
The military vehicle sped along the road, rushing towards the Military District Hospital in Shanghai, with roadside scenery flashing by. The car was very quiet, their heavy breathing audible to the ears.
After a long while, Su Qing finally spoke, "Battalion commander has had an accident, sister-in-law."
Having said that, this robust man actually cried like a young bride, sobbing with great frustration, continuing through tears, "A year ago, to save me, the battalion commander was blown away by a stray grenade, and he has been in a coma ever since. The doctor said if he does not wake up soon, he may never wake up again, woo woo woo."
Alright, they brought her here to seek medical advice.
