Beautiful Medical Princess - Chapter 1003

Lin Chujiu came from a medical school. Although she also worked for the country later, what she could do was to be an agent related to her major. She didn’t understand war at all, and she couldn’t command war. It was very far away for her to fight, but now?

But she is in the battlefield, holding millions of troops, doing the task of dispatching troops. In a word, she can decide the life and death of thousands or even tens of thousands of people.

Although Xiao TIANYAO is in charge of the whole situation in the rear, she only needs to give the order according to Xiao TIANYAO’s requirements, but

The battlefield is changeable. A breath may be a new situation. There are many unexpected situations that even Xiao TIANYAO can’t predict in advance. Xiao TIANYAO can’t make arrangements for her. In this case, she can only rely on herself.

In order not to lose face in front of the generals and soldiers, and not to lose face abroad, Lin Chujiu paid attention to the war situation during the day, secretly read the book of war at night, and learned from the veteran.

Unfortunately, after a year’s hard work, Lin Chujiu could only cope with small problems. When he encountered a big dispatch, he still did not dare to give orders easily.

Yes, it’s not that she won’t, but that she doesn’t dare. It’s not the field she is good at, nor the field she understands. Lin Chujiu doesn’t have enough confidence in herself. She doesn’t dare to give orders at will. She’s afraid that a wrong order will lead to the death of the soldiers.

You know, this is a battlefield, not a joke. Her words are likely to cause thousands of soldiers to die in vain. Therefore, Lin Chujiu is very cautious about any order, even a small order, for fear of making a mistake.

In the first battle against Nanman, Lin Chujiu has been in such a state of high intensity, high tension and high pressure for more than a year. Her whole body is almost nervous. Seeing that Nanman is about to lose, the battle is coming to an end. Lin Chujiu really wants to laugh.

It’s over at last. She doesn’t have to continue commanding. Even if it’s to convey Xiao TIANYAO’s orders, she is under great pressure.

She was afraid, afraid to say the wrong thing, understood the wrong meaning of Xiao TIANYAO, and gave the wrong instructions.

She is not hard hearted and rational enough. She is really not the material to lead the army. Every day on the battlefield is suffering for her, especially when she can’t see her son on the front line, which makes her more painful.

One year and three months, a whole year and three months, she didn’t see her child Fu. She missed her childhood, didn’t take care of him when he was ill, didn’t accompany her when he needed her.

She’s not a qualified mother. She’s such a failure.

Seeing that Nanman was about to be subjugated, Lin Chujiu began to prepare to move his troops back to Korea. But without waiting for her to defeat Nanman, Xiwu and Beili sent troops again. At that moment, Lin Chujiu wanted to kill people.

She doesn’t want to stay in the battlefield, and she doesn’t want to continue to command. She just wants to go home and hug her son Fu. It’s really no good. It’s OK to stay in the rear of the battlefield and provide logistics support for the army. Anyway, she really doesn’t want to sit in the barracks like a man and command thousands of troops. It’s really hard for her.

The first moment she got the news, Lin Chujiu couldn’t sit still. She immediately used military channels to send a letter to Xiao TIANYAO, expressing her yearning for Zifu and her hatred for the war.

Yes, she hates war. War can bring unity to the world, but it also brings lingering pain to ordinary people.

The war was so cruel that she didn’t want to see such a large-scale war in her lifetime, and she didn’t want to see corpses everywhere and burned unclearly.

When the letter gets out, Lin Chujiu thinks that Xiao TIANYAO will soon replace her and replace her. But he doesn’t want things to come out of Lin Chujiu’s expectation. Xiao TIANYAO

He came, not only he himself, but also with Lin Chujiu’s son Fu.

Xiao Fu is more than four years old, but he is five years old. I don’t know whether he has been raised so well this year, or Xiao TIANYAO, his father is too strict. Xiao Fu, who is just over four years old, is not as fat as a baby. He is taller than other children, but he looks very healthy.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. Xiaofu is very weak at birth because of the poison in her fetus. When she is very little fat, she is mostly thin. Lin Chujiu also knows that her son may not be as fat as Xiaojiu.

What she pays attention to is not her son’s figure, but her son’s every move, his temperament, and his politeness and estrangement to her mother.

Her son is only four years old, but he has the temperament of aristocratic children. His face is tight, even in front of her mother, he is polite and unfamiliar.

“Mother Princess.” After a year, Xiao Fu saw Lin Chujiu again. He didn’t rush into her arms and say he missed her as Lin Chujiu expected. He didn’t hold her in his red eyes and call her mother.

Her child Fu saw that there was a curtain in her eyes, but she was very restrained in her behavior, just like a little adult, who could not see his true feelings and emotions from the outside.

“Zifu, don’t you remember your mother?” Lin Chu nine forced down the sour and self reproach in his heart, squatted in front of Xiao Fu and asked softly.

She is not a qualified mother, so Xiao Fu doesn’t remember that she should be. She just has a little loss.

“Mother Princess, you think too much. How can your son forget you? Mother Princess… My son has grown up.” Xiao Fu has no choice but to look at Xiao TIANYAO. He sees that his father is really looking at him with reproachful eyes, blaming him for making his mother and concubine sad.

The boy Fuwei sighed. He came forward and hugged Lin Chujiu. His little hand patted her on the back. There was no fluctuation in his weak voice: “mother, son, no one will forget you.”

His father’s study is full of portraits of his mother’s concubine. Five hours a day in this year, he studies with his father in the study. He can picture his mother’s concubine with his eyes closed. How can he forget it.

Holding his son’s small, soft body, Lin Chujiu was finally cured, but he was still a little sad: “seeing Zifu’s indifference to her, she thought you had forgotten me.”

“Mother, I’ve grown up.” Xiao Fu sighed again, saying what adults would say in a tender tone.

When he doesn’t want to pester his mother’s concubine, doesn’t he want to be coquettish with her?

His father didn’t allow him, and he taught him so many things every day that he couldn’t learn. He didn’t have time to miss his mother.

Hearing Xiao Fu’s calm tone, Lin Chujiu couldn’t express his sadness. He couldn’t help thinking in his heart: How did her Xiao Fu spend this year?

How in a short period of one year, from a delicate child to a small adult?

Of course, Lin Chujiu won’t ask this question in person. After holding his son for a long time, Lin Chujiu releases his yearning and maternal love and settles down a good boy Fu’s life. Then Lin Chujiu has time to pay attention to Xiao TIANYAO and ask him how he brought his children this year?

Why did her son Fu become a miniature version of Xiao TIANYAO?