After transmigrating into the body of the female supporting character's biological mother, she

It is Chang San.

Chang San walked over, glanced at the needle in his daughter's leg, and asked, "Manman, how are you feeling?"

"That's great. Dad, that auntie is amazing."

Chang San breathed a sigh of relief and forced a smile, "They are indeed very impressive."

He hurriedly took out a few comic books from his hands and placed them by his daughter's bedside. "These were left here by Dr. Lin's nephew. She was worried you'd be bored, so she asked me to give them to you to read."

Shen Man took it.

"You can stay here and read a book. Dad will come to pick you up when he's done with his work."

"it is good."

Shen Man opened the book and sat obediently on the bed.

The first book is "Little Hero Yu Lai".

Chiang Cheng-chou left his "masterpiece" on every page.

He painted the villain's head with a pig's head and added a beard, making him look like a clown in a traditional opera.

Turn to the last page, next to the main character Yu Lai, there is a small figure drawn with the words "Great Hero Jiang Chengzhou" written on it.

Shen Man couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips into a smile.

That aunt's little nephew must be just as cute as Linlin.

From that day on, Shen Man went to the Traditional Chinese Medicine department for acupuncture treatment every day.

The first time I ran into Jiang Chengzhou was on the second weekend.

As soon as Linlin saw her, she excitedly took her brother's hand and ran to her bedside. "Brother, it's a pretty sister."

Jiang Chengzhou, being the leader of the group and quite outgoing, went straight to the point and asked, "Which class are you in? I've never seen you before."

"I just moved here and haven't gone to school yet."

Jiang Chengzhou said "Oh," then looked at the comic book on the bedside table and laughed, "You like reading this? It's not very interesting. Have you read 'How the Steel Was Tempered'? There are foreign children in it."

Shen Man glanced nervously outside, then looked intently at Jiang Chengzhou, "You still dare to read foreign books?"

Her tone was somewhat frightened.

Shen Man had previously seen someone who was labeled a capitalist roader and paraded through the streets every day with a sign hanging on their head because they had secretly hidden a foreign novel.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Jiang Chengzhou was taken aback by her expression.

Li Xuan walked in and explained, "This book is from the Soviet Union. The Soviet Union is on our side; it's not a capitalist country."

"Linlin, come here," Li Xuan beckoned to Linlin, "I'll take you to wash your hands. My grandma made peanut brittle today."

Linlin glanced at the pretty older sister reluctantly, but was eventually drawn to the peanut candy and walked towards Li Xuan.

Jiang Chengzhou didn't care.

Li Xuan is just like Linlin's brother.

However, he was his own brother, and Li Xuan was more of a cousin than a brother of Jiang Chengzhou, posing no threat whatsoever.

He had been about to leave, but then stopped, turned around, and casually asked Shen Man, "What illness do you have?"

Li Xuan was about to leave when he heard this and frowned, saying, "Jiang Chengzhou, don't pry into other people's private affairs."

"I understand." Jiang Chengzhou smiled, revealing a set of bright white teeth, and said to Shen Man, "It doesn't matter what illness you have, my aunt will cure you anyway."

His tone carried an air of self-assurance and certainty, which left Shen Man somewhat stunned.

"I'm leaving now. I'll have my aunt bring that book to you tomorrow," Jiang Chengzhou said before leaving the ward.

Shen Man opened the book "Little Hero Yu Lai" again.

The sunlight outside the window was just right, and the traditional Chinese medicine department was filled with the familiar smell of herbs.

Shen Man looked forward to going to school.

As the days went by, the weather on the island grew hotter and hotter.

The fans in the Traditional Chinese Medicine department started spinning again.

Liu Feng and Shen Man's legs are improving day by day.

Because Shen Man is young and had taken good care of herself, her progress was even more obvious than Liu Feng's.

Because she didn't have any textbooks, Jiang Chengzhou gave her his old books so she could study on her own first.

Chang San gradually integrated into this group.

The Traditional Chinese Medicine department was peaceful and sunny, but Lin Zhilan encountered a ghost at the medical school.

This Saturday, Lin Zhilan had just finished her morning classes and stepped out of the teaching building when a teacher called out to her, "Teacher Lin, Director Zhao would like to see you in his office."

Lin Zhilan paused, thinking to herself, "They're here."

"OK."

Lin Zhilan responded and walked towards the administration building.

Zhao Guangtian's office was the last one, with a sign hanging outside that read "Director of the School Revolutionary Committee".

Lin Zhilan knocked on the door.

"Knock knock!"

"Please come in," came the voice of a middle-aged man from inside.

Lin Zhilan went inside and opened the door completely.

The office wasn't large, but it was decorated in a very grand manner.

There was a portrait of a great man hanging on the wall, along with a whole wall of bookshelves and a large solid wood desk.

A man in his fifties was sitting behind the desk.

He had a square face, thick eyebrows, and wore a dark gray Zhongshan suit.

"Teacher Lin is here." Zhao Guangtian stood up, walked around the desk, went to the door, and reached out to close it.

Lin Zhilan took a step back, stood in the doorway to block the view, and raised her voice slightly, "Director Zhao, please speak frankly."

Zhao Guangtian's hand stopped on the doorknob, he paused for a moment, then laughed twice and withdrew his hand. "Teacher Lin is right, it was my oversight. Then I won't close the door."

It's lunchtime now, and most of the faculty and staff have gone home for lunch.

Only a few people remained in the administration building, and they could faintly hear sounds from outside.

Zhao Guangtian returned to his desk and sat down, gesturing to the chair opposite him. "Teacher Lin, please sit down."

Lin Zhilan placed the cloth bag on the armrest of the chair and sat down calmly.

Zhao Guangtian placed his hands on the table with a smile on his face. "I invited Teacher Lin here today to talk about my son."

"Your son?" Lin Zhilan tilted her head slightly, a puzzled expression on her face. "Who is your son?"

Zhao Guangtian's smile remained unchanged. "Zhao Weidong, from the Traditional Chinese Medicine class."

"Oh, it's him." Lin Zhilan nodded in realization, then sighed, "Director Zhao, how can you sweep the world if you can't even sweep your own house? No matter how busy you are with work, you have to keep up with your son's education. Otherwise, raising a good-for-nothing will only be a burden on society."

Zhao Guangtian's smile faltered.

By sitting in this position, at least within the school, he wouldn't have to be beholden to anyone.

The medical school resumed enrollment and classes last year.

Now is the time when teachers are afraid of students, let alone the Revolutionary Committee.

The school is now basically ruled by Zhao Guangtian, and he hasn't encountered someone who shows him so little respect in a long time.

He had investigated Lin Zhilan.

She's an airborne soldier, and she's got connections; her husband is said to be a leader in the military region.

Zhao Guangtian didn't want to offend her and had warned his son not to provoke this woman.

But when things go too smoothly for a person, it's easy to get carried away.

Although the Revolutionary Committee has no jurisdiction over the military region, it is not so easy for the military region to control the Revolutionary Committee.

"Why do you say that, Teacher Lin? Zhao Weidong probably hasn't done anything heinous, has he?"

Lin Zhilan touched her watch and said calmly, "It's been less than a month since the start of the semester. I don't know about the other teachers' classes, but he skipped all of mine."