The vehicle arranged by the military unit was already waiting outside the hospital. After walking out of the ward, the sentinels guarding outside saluted and sent the squad leader, who would still run around the military unit after retiring as long as his body allowed it, off.
Rows of dark green figures were like poplar trees. Standing tall and straight, they inherited the dedication of their old squad leader and will continue to pass it down for generations to come.
Ye Zhifan heard the commotion and walked out of Doctor Zhou's office with a sad look on his face. He reminded Ye Ying secretly, "Uncle Gen has passed away so Ye Jian won't have the time to pay attention to you. Show your face to the high-ranking military officials."
"Dad, I know what to do." Ye Ying nodded lightly. The light reflected in her eyes was frightening.
