MTL - Princess Medical Doctor

Lin Chujiu was born as a medical doctor. Although she later worked for the country, she could do the same thing as a special agent of this profession. She didn’t understand war and did not command war. The war was for her. Very distant things, but now?

She is in the battlefield, holding millions of horses and horses, doing the task of dispatching troops, and in one sentence can decide the life and death of thousands, even tens of thousands of people.

Although Xiao Tianyao controls the whole situation in the rear, she only needs to press the order at the request of Xiao Tianyao, but...

The change on the battlefield is impermanent. It may be a new situation. There are many unexpected situations, that is, Xiao Tianyao cannot predict in advance. Xiao Tianyao cannot make arrangements for her. In this case, she can only rely on herself.

In order not to let himself lose face in front of the public, but not to lose face to throw abroad, Lin Chujiu pays attention to the situation during the day, secretly read the military book at night, and follow the veteran.

It is a pity that after a year of bitterness, Lin Chujiu can only cope with minor problems. In the face of the big task of dispatching troops and horses, Lin Chujiu still dare not easily order.

Yes, not not, but not dare, not the field that I am good at, nor the field that I understand. Lin Chujiu does not have enough self-confidence for herself. She dare not order it freely. She is afraid of her, she is afraid of a wrong command. Will cause the soldiers to die.

You know, this is a battlefield. It’s not a child’s play. It’s very likely that thousands of soldiers will be sacrificed in vain. Yes, any order that transfers troops, even if it’s a small order, is very cautious. I was afraid of a little mistake.

For the Nanban World War, Lin Chujiu has maintained this state of high intensity, high tension and high pressure. For more than a year, her whole body is rapidly weakened, and when she sees Nanban, she will be defeated. The battle is coming to an end, and Lin Chujiu really wants to laugh.

Finally, she finally did not have to continue to take command of the town, even if it was the order to convey Xiao Tianyao, she was under great pressure.

She was afraid, afraid to say the wrong words, understood the meaning of Xiao Tianyao, and issued the wrong instructions.

She is not hard-hearted, not rational. She really is not a soldier. Every day on the battlefield, she is suffering, especially on the front line. She can't see her son, which makes her more painful.

One year and three months, for a whole zero or three months, she did not see her little child. She missed her childhood, and she did not take care of him when she was sick. She did not need her at Xiaozifu. When you are with me.

She is not a qualified mother, she really failed too much.

Seeing that Nan Man is about to die, Lin Chujiu began to prepare to move to the dynasty, but before she broke Nanban, Xiwu and Bei Li sent troops again. At that moment, Lin Chujiu wanted to kill.

She didn't want to stay on the battlefield anymore, and she didn't want to continue to take command of the town. She just wanted to go home and hug her little child. It was not good. I stayed at the back of the battlefield and provided logistics support for the army. Anyway, she really didn't want to. Like a man, sitting in the camp and commanding thousands of horses, this is really too difficult for her.

At the first moment of the news, Lin Chujiu couldn't sit still. She immediately used the military channel to send a letter to Xiao Tianyao, expressing her thoughts on Zifu and the sorrow of war.

Yes, Lin Chujiu’s sinister war, the war can bring the world to the next level, but it also brings lingering pain to the ordinary people.

The war was too cruel. She didn't want to see such a large-scale war in her lifetime, and she didn't want to see the corpses everywhere, and the burning was not clean.

The letter spread, Lin Chujiu thought that Xiao Tianyao would soon take over her and exchange her back. I don't want to be completely out of the expectations of Lin Chujiu, Xiao Tianyao...

He came, not only did he come by himself, but also the boy who had been fascinated by Lin Chujiu.

Xiaozifu has been four years old, and he is five years old. I don’t know if it was raised very well this year, or Xiao Tianyao’s father is too strict. Only four years old Xiaozifu has no baby fat, and his body shape is higher than that of ordinary children. His face is very good and looks very healthy.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. Because of the poison in the fetus, when the birth is very weak, when there is very little white fat, most of them are thin. Lin Chujiu knows her son, afraid that there is no way. Like the little nine little, the meat is toot and fat.

Her concern is not the shape of her son, but her son's every move, the temperament of the whole body, and the politeness and unfamiliarity of her mother.

Her son was only four years old, but he had the charm of his aristocratic children. His small face was tight, even if it was facing her mother, it was also courteous and unfamiliar.

"Mother." After a year, Xiaozifu saw Lin Chujiu again. It was not as expected by Lin Chujiu. She threw her arms into her arms and said that she missed her, and she did not look like Lin’s thoughts. Holding her spoiled, calling her mother.

Her little child has a curtain in her eyes, but she is very restrained, just like a little adult, who can't see his true emotions and emotions from the outside.

"Zifu, do you not remember the mother-in-law?" Lin Chujiu pressed down the sourness and self-blame in his heart, and asked in front of Xiaozifu, whispered softly.

She is not a qualified mother, so Xiaofu does not remember that she should also be, she just has a little loss.

"Mother, you think too much, how can your son forget you, my mother... my son has grown up." Xiaofufu looked helpless and secretly looked at Xiao Tianyao and saw that his father Wang was looking at him with a blaming look. Blame him for hurting his mother.

Xiaofufu sighed and hurriedly hugged Lin Chujiu. The little hand patted her back gently. The weak voice did not have a slight ups and downs: "Mother, my son will forget who will not forget you."

His father's study is all his mother's portrait, and he has five hours every day, studying in the study with his father. He can paint his mother's face with his eyes closed. How can he forget? .

Holding his son's small, soft body, Lin Chujiu was finally cured, but there is still a bit of sadness in his heart: "Seeing the child blessing you are so cold to the mother, the mother-in-law thought you forgot me."

"Mother, I grew up." Xiaozifu sighed again, in a childish tone, said what adults would say.

When he doesn't want to wrap his mother, don't want to spoil his mother?

His father is not allowed, and he teaches him so many things every day. He can't learn anything, and he has time to think about his mother.

Hearing the calm tone of Xiaozifu, Lin Chujiu couldn’t say the sadness of his heart. He couldn’t help but wonder in his heart: How did her child’s blessings spend this year?

How can I change from a petite child to a small adult in just one year?

Of course, Lin Chujiu will not ask in person, and when his son said a long time, he will vent his full thoughts and maternal love, and settle down the life of Xiaozifu. Lin Chujiu will have an empty meeting of Xiao Tianyao and ask Xiao Tianyao. How did you bring your child this year?

Why did her little child become a weak version of Xiao Tianyao?