Princess Medical Doctor

Lin Chujiu was a medical student. Although she later worked for the country, she could only work as an agent related to her profession. She doesn't understand war at all, and she couldn't direct a war. Fighting in a war was a very distant thing from her mind. But what about now?

She was in the middle of the battlefield, holding millions of troops and horses, dispatching troops and generals. A single sentence could decide the life or death of thousands or even tens of thousands of people.

Although Xiao Tianyao was in control of the situation from behind, she only needed to follow Xiao Tianyao's plans and issue the order, but……

The battlefield was constantly changing, and a new situation may occur at a breath. There were many unexpected situations that even Xiao Tianyao could not predict in advance. Xiao Tianyao cannot make arrangements for her. In such a situation, she can only rely on herself.Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on N(o)vᴇl(F)ire.nᴇt

In order not to embarrass herself in front of the soldiers, let alone lose her face outside, Lin Chujiu paid attention to the battle situation during the day, and secretly read military books at night and studied with the veteran generals.

It was just a pity that even after a year of hard work, Lin Chujiu could only deal with small problems. When it came to big things like dispatching troops and horses, Lin Chujiu still didn't dare to give orders easily.

Yes, it was not that she can't, but she doesn't dare. It was not a field she was good at or a field she understood. Lin Chujiu doesn't have enough confidence in herself. She doesn't dare to give orders at will. She was afraid of giving a wrong order and causing the soldiers to die tragically.

This was a battlefield, not a child's play. Her words may cause thousands of soldiers to die in vain. Therefore, Lin Chujiu was very cautious when dealing with any order to mobilize troops, even if it was just a small order, for fear of making a mistake.

In the battle against the South, Lin Chujiu had been maintaining this high-intensity, high-tension, and high-pressure state for more than a year. She almost had a nervous breakdown. Seeing that the South was about to lose, and the battle was about to end, Lin Chujiu wanted to look up to the sky and laugh.

It was finally over. She finally no longer had to sit in command. Even conveying Xiao Tianyao's orders would put a lot of pressure on her.

She was afraid of saying the wrong thing, misunderstanding Xiao Tianyao's meaning, and giving the wrong order.

She was not hard-hearted or rational enough, and she was not the material to lead the army. Every day on the battlefield was a torment for her, especially when she could not see her son on the front line, which made her even more in pain.

One year and three months, a whole one year and three months, she didn't see her Xiao Zifu. She missed her son's childhood. She didn't take care of him when he was sick and he needed her.

She was not a qualified mother, she was such a failure.

Seeing that the Southern Barbarians were about to perish, Lin Chujiu began to prepare to move her troops back to the court. But before she could defeat the Southern Barbarians, the West and the North sent troops again. At that moment, Lin Chujiu simply wanted to kill people.

She didn't want to stay on the battlefield at all, let alone continue to command. She just wanted to go home and hug her Xiao Zifu. If that doesn't work, she could stay at the rear of the battlefield and provide logistical support for the army. Anyway, she didn't want to sit in a tent and command thousands of troops. This was too difficult 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 longing for Xiao Zifu and her hatred of the war.

Yes, Lin Chujiu hated war. War can bring about the unification of the world, but it also brings lingering pain to ordinary people.

The war was too cruel. She never wanted to see such a large-scale war again in her lifetime, let alone the tragic situation where corpses were everywhere. Even the fire couldn't completely burn them.

When the letter spread, Lin Chujiu thought that Xiao Tianyao would soon replace her. However, things were completely beyond Lin Chujiu's expectations. Xiao Tianyao……

Came, not only him but also Xiao Zifu whom Lin Chujiu had longed for.

Xiao Zifu was already over four years old and almost five years old. She doesn’t know whether it was because he has been raised too well this year or because Xiao Tianyao’s father was too strict. The little boy was just over four years old but didn't have baby fat and was taller than the average child. His complexion was very good and he looked healthy.

Of course, this was not the most important thing. Xiao Zifu was extremely weak when he was born because of the poison in her womb. He rarely became fat and fair. He was thin most of the time. This was what Lin Chujiu was most worried about, but she couldn't make him chubby or fat.

But what she focused on was not her son's figure, but his every move and temperament he exuded. His politeness was unfamiliar to her.

Her son was only four years old, but he already had the aura of a nobleman. His little face was tight, and even when facing his mother, he was polite and unfamiliar.

"Mother." A year passed, but when Xiao Zifu met Lin Chujiu again, he didn't throw himself into her arms and say he missed her, nor did he have red teary eyes like a baby while calling her mother as Lin Chujiu expected.

The little boy looked like a child in her eyes, but his behavior was very restrained, like a little adult, and his true feelings and emotions could not be seen from the outside.

"Zifu, can't you not remember your mother?" Lin Chujiu suppressed the sourness and self-blame in her heart, then squatted in front of Zi Fu, and asked softly.

She was not a qualified mother, so it was reasonable for Xiao Zifu not to remember her. She was just a little disappointed.

"Mother, you think too much. How could your son forget you? Mother… This son has grown up." Xiao Zifu looked helpless and glanced at Xiao Tianyao secretly. He saw that his father was looking at him with reproachful eyes. It was his fault for making his mother sad.

Xiao Zifu sighed slightly and stepped forward to hug Lin Chujiu proudly. He patted her back gently with his small hands, and said in a childish voice without any fluctuation: "Mother, this son will never forget you."

His father's study was full of portraits of his mother, and he spent five hours every day this year studying in the study room with his father. He could see his mother's appearance even with his eyes closed. How could he forget her?

Holding her son's small and soft body in her arms, Lin Chujiu was finally cured, but she still felt a little sad: "Seeing Zifu being so cold to Mother, I thought you had forgotten me."

“Mother, I have grown up.” Xiao Zifu sighed again, using a childish tone, speaking words that only adults would say.

Why wouldn't he want to pester his mother or act coquettishly with her?

But his father doesn't allow it. He taught him so many things every day that he couldn't learn every single one of them. Where can he have the spare time to think about his mother?

How come he transformed from a delicate and frail child into a little adult in just one year?

Of course, Lin Chujiu would not ask this face-to-face. She held her son in his arms and talked for a long time, venting her longing and maternal love, and settled the boy's daily life. Only then did Lin Chujiu have time to pay attention to Xiao Tianyao and ask Xiao Tianyao how he took care of their son this year.

Why did Xiao Zifu become a weaker version of Xiao Tianyao?

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