Siheyuan: He Yuzhu starts with god-level cooking skills

"The enemy's flag has fallen!" a soldier shouted.

The commander looked at Dr. He with affirmation in his eyes, "Doctor, you did an excellent job." Dr. He forced a smile but felt weak.

He paused for a moment, endured the pain in his body, and straightened his body.

"You have made great contributions to us all along, and I want to thank you for all your efforts." The commander extended a hand to encourage He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu took a deep breath, and with trembling body, he reached out to shake hands with the commander.

"Everyone, pay attention, our military flag has been raised!" Suddenly, a soldier's loud shout broke the silence around him.

The entire command room was suddenly filled with cheers, and the soldiers excitedly raised their arms to celebrate the victory of the battle. He Yuzhu felt that all his strength had been drained away.

He could no longer hold on, and his body fell weakly on the floor of the command room. "Doctor, what's wrong with you?"

The soldiers came hurriedly, some of them looking for a doctor.

He Yuzhu's vision began to blur, and he felt that every muscle in his body was twitching violently. Excessive fatigue and pain made him feel weak.

Just then, the doctors rushed in and lifted He Yuzhu onto the bed, eager to stabilize his condition.

He Yuzhu was covered in sweat, clenched his teeth, and his face was distorted, trying to endure the pain.

"His injuries are very serious. This battle has pushed him to his limit." A doctor whispered to the commander.

After hearing the news, the commander was stunned, his heart was filled with indescribable sadness and guilt. He forgot that every time they were on a mission and doing military work, they were all human beings, and overwork would bring about such accidents.

He was at a loss, hurriedly said goodbye to the head of the group, and urgently needed to calm down. He had to rush to He Yuzhu's ward and report the matter to his superiors.

In the ward, He Yuzhu lay quietly on the bed, his face pale, beads of sweat on his forehead. His hands were clenched tightly, his fingers digging into the bed sheet.

In those dangerous battles, he made great sacrifices for the country and the nation every time.

"Doctor, wake up, wake up!" a soldier looked at He Yuzhu and exclaimed.

He Yuzhu slowly opened his eyes, his gaze was a little lazy, but he forced a grin. "I'm fine, just a little tired." The soldiers' hearts skipped a beat, but they knew in their hearts that the doctor was very tired.

"Doctor, you need to rest well. You have done a lot." A young nurse said softly.

He Yuzhu nodded gently, looking at the patients, soldiers and young nurses on the recovery beds, with warmth surging in his heart.

He knew, at that moment, that he was not alone. They were all around him, like a family.

The commander took a deep breath and walked into the ward. He looked at He Yuzhu, his eyes full of guilt and apology. He knew that without He Yuzhu's efforts and dedication, today's victory would not have been possible. And all this was at the cost of his own health.

"Doctor, I sincerely apologize to you for the trials you have experienced in this battle. It is my fault that I have failed to fulfill my duties." The commander's tone revealed deep self-blame.

He Yuzhu smiled slightly, stretched out his unstable hand and clasped the commander's palm.

"Commander, we are all fighting for the glory of our motherland and nation. For the goal of victory, the pain we suffer is insignificant." He Yuzhu's words made the commander feel a warm power.

Endless sadness and regret spread in the commander's eyes, and deep in his heart he was filled with guilt for not being able to protect every soldier and technician who fought bravely in the battle.

He fully understood that as a commander, he had a heavy responsibility over them.

"Doctor, you are a true hero in our hearts. We will always remember your sacrifice and dedication." Facing the heroic He Yuzhu, the commander's tone was full of respect.

He Yuzhu nodded slightly, then quietly closed his eyes. He knew that he needed a long rest. At this critical moment of the national war of resistance, his task was still heavy.

The commander walked out of the ward silently, and made up his mind that from now on, he would pay more attention to every warrior and every scientific researcher. They have contributed too much to the country, and their sacrifices and contributions should not be forgotten.

They are the backbone of the country and the most respected heroes in the hearts of all people. With the heavy steps of the commander, he slowly sat down on the chair in the command center, rubbing his forehead hard, feeling the extreme fatigue brought by the war.

His face showed signs of fatigue and sweat, and the vicissitudes of life were clearly engraved on his face. An adjutant whispered, "Commander, you should take a rest."

But the commander did not accept the suggestion to rest. He firmly responded: "No, I need to stay at the headquarters and continue to monitor the latest situation on the battlefield. Although the current battle seems to have stopped, the situation may still change suddenly."

The adjutant hesitated for a moment, but finally accepted the order and quietly left the headquarters, leaving the commander alone facing the dim light. Under the light, he closed his eyes tightly, recalling the fierce battle, and the sacrifice of every soldier touched the softness in his heart.

Just as he was immersed in painful memories, a familiar voice broke the silence: "Commander, you look tired."

He opened his eyes and saw the friendly face of his comrade and deputy Fang Zishen, and couldn't help but smile. Fang Zishen's return seemed to inject a touch of warmth into his heart.

"Yes, we have just completed the cleanup of the battlefield and found no trace of the enemy." Fang Zishen reported the post-war situation in detail.

The commander nodded in satisfaction and said, "Well done. If conditions permit, I hope to hold a military meeting as soon as possible to carefully analyze the course of this battle and the enemy's strategy."

Fang Zishen responded quickly: "Understood, I will go and urge them to be prepared immediately." After that, he turned and left the command center.

The commander pondered for a moment and stood up. He knew that he could not let fatigue affect future tasks. Such a heavy national responsibility and combat mission required him to shoulder it with a stronger attitude.

Less than a moment later, the heavy footsteps and low voices of the non-commissioned officers could be heard from the interior of the headquarters. Each of the soldiers seemed to be walking into the headquarters exhausted.

The reason why they looked like that was because they had just experienced a fierce fight.

The commander reviewed these warriors, and an indescribable motivation surged in his heart.

He took a deep breath and then walked forward, ready to convene a military meeting. "Thank you for your hard work. Although we have gone through hardships in today's battle, we have finally won." The commander stood in the center of the headquarters and announced in a firm voice.

When the soldiers heard this, they all relaxed their tense nerves and smiled. They realized that the commander's words were sincere.

"However, this does not mean that we can let down our guard. The enemy may launch another offensive soon." The commander's tone turned heavy.

The soldiers immediately became alert upon hearing this. They knew that the war was not over yet and they would have to face major battles and unexpected sacrifices in the future.

"Now, we will hold a war analysis meeting. Our strategists need to discuss the details of this battle and summarize the tactics adopted by the enemy to make full preparations for future strategic plans."

After the commander finished his speech, he walked to the first row of seats in the headquarters and motioned for everyone to sit down for the meeting.

The military meeting was formally launched under the leadership of the commander, who faced the strategic map and described in detail the course of the battle and the enemy's tactics. He carefully listed the characteristics of each tactic until the end of the meeting.

The soldiers listened attentively, their respect for the commander growing stronger. The meeting lasted for more than an hour.

The air in the entire headquarters was filled with an atmosphere of oppression and solemnity.

The end of the battle does not mean the end of the danger, as the shadow of war still surrounds us.

"The meeting is now over. All brave warriors, please go to the battlefield and carry out a comprehensive cleanup to ensure that no trace of the enemy is left." The commander stood up and issued the next action order.

The soldiers stood up, saluted respectfully, and then turned back to the battlefield. The commander stayed at the headquarters, staring at the backs of the soldiers leaving.

A warm feeling arose in my heart. These were the soldiers under his command who were not afraid of sacrifice for their country and their people.

"Commander, battlefield cleanup has started." Fang Zi stepped in at this moment and reported the battlefield information to the commander in a timely manner.

"This is a good idea. You must go and support." The commander stroked Fang Zizuo's shoulder and gave him earnest instructions.

"Commander, please be sure to rest your strength. I will take care of the rest." After saying that, Fang Zi sat down, turned around and left.

The commander stood in front of the headquarters, looking at the battlefield from a distance.

He knew that the war was not over and that the challenges they were about to face would be even more severe and demanding.

"No matter what, I will do my best to protect every soldier and bring them home."

The commander silently made up his mind and remained committed.

When He Yuzhu slowly opened his eyes, his mind felt a little confused, as if he had just been hit hard. He tried hard to open his eyes and tried to sit up, but the pain from the head injury made him move slowly.

"Dr. He, stay steady. Please don't move." A familiar voice sounded beside his ear, and He Yuzhu vaguely realized that he was lying on a hospital bed. He slowly turned to the direction where the voice came from and saw his loyal assistant Xiao Liu.

Xiao Liu looked worried and anxious. Seeing He Yuzhu slowly waking up, he quickly stepped forward and supported his body. "Xiao Liu, what happened to me?" He Yuzhu spoke with great effort, and his head was still in severe pain.

"You suddenly lost consciousness and fell in front of the command desk. The commander ordered someone to rush you to the medical room." Xiao Liu's voice was trembling. "Command desk..." As He Yuzhu's mind gradually became clear, he gradually realized that in addition to the head injury, he seemed to have other injuries.