The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

Sun Ying took a deep breath and suppressed the fear in her heart. She raised her head and looked at the middle-aged man. "I don't care how Ye Zhifan dies. What I care about is how you'll help me."

It seemed that this woman was indeed ruthless. No wonder when he mentioned that her father would be executed today, she was able to smile and stick close to him. She even negotiated with him.

The boss was right. The father and daughter were indeed the same!

"I'll help you to your satisfaction. Since you're so straightforward, I'll bring you to a place now. It's a good place. It'll broaden your horizons."

At 10:55 am, Ye Zhifan confirmed his identity. Outside, Sun Ying was chatting and laughing with others.

At 10:58 am, Ye Zhifan was tied to the operating table. Outside, Sun Ying was being forced to talk with a knife.

At 11:00 am sharp, Ye Zhifan, who was trembling and had no way out, was injected with the drug. Sun Ying, who was outside, replied that she was indignant and hated Ye Zhifan for being heartless in the past.

At 11:03 am, Ye Zhifan closed his eyes forever. Sun Ying said that she didn't care about Ye Zhifan's life at all.

At 11:05 am, Sun Ying left.

At the same time, Ye Jian, who was far away in the capital city, returned to the ward with light footsteps. At the same time, Mr. Fu, who had finished smoking a cigarette, returned to the ward too. The father and daughter looked at each other and smiled. They didn't mention where they went just now.

There were some things that didn't need to be said out loud. It was fine as long as they knew it in their hearts.

Mr. Fu saw the smile in his daughter's eyes. He raised his hand and touched his daughter's head. "Thank you for your hard work, Jian."

Hard work?

It could be understood that he was referring to her hard work in the past. It could also be understood that he was referring to taking care of the old man.

Ye Jian smiled and said, "You're the one who's working hard. I'm young and can handle it. You can't. The pressure on your work is huge. I've counted the calls you received these few days. On average, there are ten every day. Dad, you have to deal with your work even when you're on leave. You're the one who's working hard."

"Are you saying that I'm old and can't take it?" Mr. Fu deliberately misunderstood and pretended to be unhappy. "My mental age is at most 30 years old. I'm in my prime."

Ye Jian smiled until her eyes were curved. "Yes, yes, yes. You're only 30 years old. You're still young!"

"Hahaha, of course, I'm young. Even if I'm actually 80 years old, my mental age will at most be 50 years old. Just like your grandfather, I'll never admit that I'm old."

"When I'm old, I'll say that my mental age is very young. I won't admit that I'm old either."

"Silly girl, you're only 20 years old now. You're still young. You're still far from being old!"

The father and daughter chatted happily outside the ward. Their eyes and faces were filled with smiles. They were as bright as the weather outside. There was no longer any gloominess.

When the old man woke up, the family of three chatted happily again. The entire ward was filled with warm kinship. Old Master Fu looked at his busy granddaughter and was happy. Mr. Fu looked at his father, who was getting more and more energetic with his daughter accompanying him. Ye Jian was happy because her family was accompanying her.

That afternoon, a document that had not been read was placed in front of Minister Xia's desk. The document was handed over in a sealed form. Ordinary civilian staff had no right to read it. Only confidential civilian staff could read it.

On the day Ye Jian left the capital, Mr. Fu received a call from Commander Xia, asking him to go to the military headquarters.