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

Jiang Chengzhou was stationed at the cat-ear cave on the front line.

The temperature difference between day and night is huge here, and the entire mountain is shrouded in an ever-present white mist. Only when the sun is strong at noon will the temperature rise slightly.

At night, the cold wind, carrying dampness, seeps into your bones, and even wearing a thick cotton military uniform, you're always feeling chilly.

The Annamese army fired sniper cannons and sniper shots every day, and they needed to patrol the sentry posts at least twice every night.

Jiang Chengzhou and his comrades endured a month and a half in the cat-ear cave before finally being able to take turns resting on the mountainside.

Jiang Chengzhou had just finished his shift and reached the halfway point of the mountain when a burst of gunfire rang out behind him.

It's right in the direction of the cat ear cave they just left!

He and his comrade exchanged a glance, grabbed their guns, and rushed back.

In July, a major battle broke out here. The Annamese army dispatched six regiments to launch a massive counterattack. The fierce battle lasted for fourteen hours in a single day. Although our side won, we lost hundreds of officers and soldiers.

When Jiang Chengzhou first arrived, the entire position was scorched earth and littered with shrapnel. They were also responsible for collecting the bodies, which was heartbreaking.

The Annamese military also suffered heavy losses, so now they are firing mortars and sniper rifles in scattered bursts day and night. If they are not careful, they will be ambushed by these sniper rifles.

Jiang Chengzhou had been guarding the area for over a month without encountering him once, but unexpectedly, he ran into him during the rotation.

The firefight lasted only about ten minutes. The other side was pushed back, but several of our comrades were shot and seriously injured.

The reinforcements arrived at that moment.

They were all well-trained soldiers. They immediately split into two teams: one team continued to track and monitor the enemy, while the other team quickly bandaged the wounds to stop the bleeding and then dragged them down the mountain.

Upon reaching the rear medical station, Jiang Chengzhou carried his teammate, shouting, "Doctor! Someone here has been shot!"

Immediately, a doctor in a white coat rushed out of the tent. "This way, bring it in!"

"Shen Man?"

Jiang Chengzhou and Shen Man looked at each other, both of them paused for a moment, but neither of them had time to say anything more.

"Quickly, bring it in."

Shen Man lifted the curtain and directed them to place the wounded on the wooden platform.

Jiang Chengzhou and the others retreated outside the tent to wait.

About half an hour later, Shen Man finally came out with her teacher.

"The bullet has been removed, but we still need to monitor for post-operative infection."

It was raining outside, and Jiang Chengzhou stood outside the tent, his cotton military uniform soaked through.

Fine raindrops clung densely to his thick, dark eyebrows. Jiang Chengzhou squinted, gazing at the dimly lit trench in the distance, his jaw clenched, letting the rain stream down his forehead and cheeks.

Shen Man sighed, "Jiang Chengzhou, come with me."

Shen Man's tent wasn't big, but compared to the soldiers' shared sleeping quarters, the doctor's treatment was already considered good.

There was only a cot in the room, and the table and benches were made of wooden planks.

Outside the tent, there was a simple awning made of tarpaulin, under which was a small bundle of dry firewood, covered with plastic sheeting to prevent moisture.

Shen Man poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Jiang Chengzhou, saying, "Your clothes are all wet, take them off first."

Jiang Chengzhou grunted in agreement and took off his soaked cotton-padded coat.

He was wearing a vest underneath, which clung tightly to his broad and firm shoulders and back, outlining the muscle lines honed through years of training.

"Tsk."

Shen Man rummaged through her suitcase for a while, then took out a slightly thicker cardigan and tossed it to him. "Put this on first, don't catch a cold. There's no medicine for you here."

Medicines are in short supply at the front lines, so priority should be given to the seriously wounded team members.

Jiang Chengzhou smiled and tossed the clothes back, "No need, I'm covered in sweat and mud, don't get your clothes dirty."

Shen Man had no choice but to get firewood to start a fire, but she was not familiar with these tasks and failed to get a fire going after several attempts.

She looked up and saw Jiang Chengzhou staring at her with a somewhat amused smile.

Shen Man angrily threw a match at him, "What are you laughing at? Hurry up and start a fire."

Jiang Chengzhou chuckled and squatted down to start a fire.

The fire was quickly lit, dispelling some of the dampness.

Jiang Chengzhou added a piece of firewood to the fire, frowning as he said, "Shouldn't you be studying in the capital? Why are you here?"

Shen Man placed his cotton-padded coat aside to dry, and said casually, "The newspaper said the war was getting intense, and our school was drawing up medical personnel to form a mobile field medical team. I signed up, got selected, and that's how I ended up here."

Jiang Chengzhou exhaled a cold breath, "If you can apply to go back, go back as soon as possible. This is not a good place."

Shen Man remained silent.

Everyone knows this isn't a good place, but a doctor is needed here, and someone has to come.

If others can come, so can she.

Seeing that Shen Man remained silent, Jiang Chengzhou grew somewhat irritated. "Do your parents know you're here?"

"I don't know," Shen Man looked up and asked, "Do your aunt and uncle know you're here?"

"Hey," Jiang Chengzhou laughed angrily, "I'm a soldier, I have to obey the orders of the army."

He paused, then continued, "My aunt and uncle probably don't know, but I'll write them a letter later; they'll never guess."

Shen Man let out a long sigh.

Jiang Chengzhou frowned. "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Shen Man reminded her helplessly, "You used to always call home, so why are you suddenly writing a letter? Everyone's bound to suspect something's up."

Jiang Chengzhou suddenly realized, "That's right, so my aunt probably already guessed it, right?"

Shen Man shrugged. "Probably."

Both of them fell silent.

After a while, Shen Man spoke up: "Jiang Chengzhou, I feel like you've changed a lot."

In the past, Chiang Cheng-chou was straightforward, passionate, and spirited. He had a fearless and determined attitude no matter what he did, and he lived a frank and vibrant life.

Shen Man once envied him.

But now, he seemed to be burdened by an unyielding weariness and heaviness, and his eyes were shrouded in gloom and confusion.

"Shen Man, will those people who were shot today survive?" Jiang Chengzhou suddenly asked.

Shen Man pondered for a moment, "We have already contacted a field hospital to pick them up. Their chances of survival are much higher once they get to the hospital."

Jiang Chengzhou smiled bitterly, "Look, how could things not change? The first person I met here was a young soldier, only seventeen years old. He was shot and killed while he was fetching water."

Before coming, Jiang Chengzhou had already mentally prepared himself for the cruelty of war.

But when someone you know dies in front of you, your first reaction is numbness and insensitivity, and only then does sadness come.

Even now, when he hears gunfire or sees a stretcher, his heart still aches.

He had heard his teacher talk about tactical confrontation and enemy-friendship battles countless times in class, and before coming here, he had also imagined himself fighting bravely and charging into battle.

At that time, death was still an abstract and distant concept to him.

Jiang Chengzhou still had ideals and was not afraid of sacrifice.