Asiya's face was full of envy: "You are so lucky to have the opportunity to meet Comrade Stalin."
"There will be a chance to meet the Supreme Commander himself," Sokov said with some disappointment: "But not now, at least until my injury recovers, this kind of meeting is just a luxury hope."
"Why?" Asiya asked in confusion: "Why can't you go see Comrade Stalin before your injury heals?"
"The reason is very simple." Sokov grinned silently and continued: "It is impolite to sit in a wheelchair to see the Supreme Commander himself, and there are certain safety risks."
After learning the reason why Sokov was unable to meet Stalin for the time being, Asiya couldn't help but sighed with regret: "I went to the dean's office today to learn about your injury from him."
After staying in the hospital for more than two months, Sokov still couldn't stand it anymore, and he never stopped thinking about leaving here. At this moment, I heard that Asiya had gone to the dean's office to learn about her injuries, and she quickly asked: "Asiya, what did the dean say, how long will it take for me to be discharged from the hospital?"
"In another week, the cast on your leg will be removed." As soon as Asiya said this, she saw Sokov's face beaming with joy, and quickly added: "Don't be too happy too soon." The director said, even if the cast on your leg is removed, you will probably be unable to do without crutches within a month or two."
Sokov originally heard that the cast on his leg could be removed, and he was quite happy, thinking that in this way, he would be able to get rid of the wheelchair and try to walk independently. But Asiya's next words poured cold water on him, making him look depressed again.
"Misha, you were so seriously injured, it's pretty good that you can recover to this level." Seeing Sokov's disappointed expression, Asiya comforted him and said, "Don't be anxious. The dean said that just to be on the safe side, maybe you will be able to walk independently without crutches in half a month."
Hearing what Asiya said, Sokov's mood suddenly improved a lot. He understood the rules of the hospital and often liked to be more serious when introducing the patient's condition. In this way, even if the patient has any shortcomings in the future, it would be reasonable. among. Maybe my injury is not as serious as the dean said. Maybe by mid-January, I will be able to walk alone without relying on anything.
While Sokov and Asya were chatting in the ward, Marshal Zhukov, who was staying at the General Staff Headquarters to study the war situation with Antonov, received a call from Rokossovsky from Kiev: "Marshal Zhukov, I am Rokossovsky."
Upon hearing the call from Rokossovsky, Zhukov said in a great mood: "The First Ukrainian Front and the Belarusian Front under your command have performed well on the battlefield. I congratulate you. "
"Thank you, Comrade Marshal." Rokossovsky called Zhukov not to discuss the war, but for other things: "I called you for other things."
"What's the matter?" Zhukov asked curiously.
Rokossovsky was silent for a moment, and then asked tentatively: "Comrade Marshal, I would like to ask, how long will it take for Misha to be discharged from the hospital?"
Zhukov did not expect that Rokossovsky would ask about Sokov, and he did not know how to answer for a while. Although he had been back to Moscow for several days, he had no time to ask about Sokov's affairs.
Zhukov hesitated for a moment, and then said into the phone: "Koschka, don't hang up the phone yet. I'll help you find out about Misha's situation."
"Comrade Marshal," Shtemenko, who was standing not far away, heard what Zhukov said and asked tentatively: "Do you want to know the current situation of Lieutenant General Sokov?"
"That's right." Zhukov nodded, looked at Shtemenko and asked, "Comrade Shtemenko, do you know?"
"Yes, Comrade Marshal." Shtemenko nodded and said, "He is now studying at the Frunze Military Academy."
"What, he studied at the Frunze Military Academy?" Zhukov asked in surprise: "Has his injury healed?"
"Not yet. As far as I know, he goes to class in a wheelchair every day. After class, he returns to the hospital." In order to reassure Zhukov, he also emphasized: "General Lunev sent someone special Pick him up and drop him off every day.”
"What on earth is going on?" Zhukov asked: "Why did he suddenly go to the Frunze Military Academy?"
Seeing that Zhukov seemed ignorant of the matter, Shtemenko quickly reminded him: "Comrade Marshal, have you forgotten that he was able to enter the military academy because of your recommendation?"
"Oh, yes, yes, it seems that there is such a thing." After Shtemenko reminded him, Zhukov remembered that there seemed to be such a thing, and continued to ask: "How long will he study in the military academy? ?”
"Eight months." Shtemenko knew this very well, and he quickly reported everything Sokov would learn in these eight months.
"Thank you, Comrade Shtemenko." After Zhukov learned about Sokov's situation from Shtemenko, he put the microphone in his hand to his ear and said: "Koschka, I just got the news. , Misha is currently studying relevant military theories at the Frunze Military Academy."
When Rokossovsky learned that Sokov had entered the Frunze Military Academy, he couldn't help but secretly complain. If it were any other military academy, he could have stopped his courses and served under his command. However, the Frunze Military Academy, as the highest military academy, has a very high threshold for entry. Even if he had something urgent, he would not be able to ask Sokov to terminate his studies and join his army. Therefore, he could only take a chance and ask: "When will he graduate?"
Asiya's face was full of envy: "You are so lucky to have the opportunity to meet Comrade Stalin."
"There will be a chance to meet the Supreme Commander himself," Sokov said with some disappointment: "But not now, at least until my injury recovers, this kind of meeting is just a luxury hope."
"Why?" Asiya asked in confusion: "Why can't you go see Comrade Stalin before your injury heals?"
"The reason is very simple." Sokov grinned silently and continued: "It is impolite to sit in a wheelchair to see the Supreme Commander himself, and there are certain safety risks."
After learning the reason why Sokov was unable to meet Stalin for the time being, Asiya couldn't help but sighed with regret: "I went to the dean's office today to learn about your injury from him."
After staying in the hospital for more than two months, Sokov still couldn't stand it anymore, and he never stopped thinking about leaving here. At this moment, I heard that Asiya had gone to the dean's office to learn about her injuries, and she quickly asked: "Asiya, what did the dean say, how long will it take for me to be discharged from the hospital?"
"In another week, the cast on your leg will be removed." As soon as Asiya said this, she saw Sokov's face beaming with joy, and quickly added: "Don't be too happy too soon." The director said, even if the cast on your leg is removed, you will probably be unable to do without crutches within a month or two."
Sokov originally heard that the cast on his leg could be removed, and he was quite happy, thinking that in this way, he would be able to get rid of the wheelchair and try to walk independently. But Asiya's next words poured cold water on him, making him look depressed again.
"Misha, you were so seriously injured, it's pretty good that you can recover to this level." Seeing Sokov's disappointed expression, Asiya comforted him and said, "Don't be anxious. The dean said that just to be on the safe side, maybe you will be able to walk independently without crutches in half a month."
Hearing what Asiya said, Sokov's mood suddenly improved a lot. He understood the rules of the hospital and often liked to be more serious when introducing the patient's condition. In this way, even if the patient has any shortcomings in the future, it would be reasonable. among. Maybe my injury is not as serious as the dean said. Maybe by mid-January, I will be able to walk alone without relying on anything.
While Sokov and Asya were chatting in the ward, Marshal Zhukov, who was staying at the General Staff Headquarters to study the war situation with Antonov, received a call from Rokossovsky from Kiev: "Marshal Zhukov, I am Rokossovsky."
Upon hearing the call from Rokossovsky, Zhukov said in a great mood: "The First Ukrainian Front and the Belarusian Front under your command have performed well on the battlefield. I congratulate you. "
"Thank you, Comrade Marshal." Rokossovsky called Zhukov not to discuss the war, but for other things: "I called you for other things."
"What's the matter?" Zhukov asked curiously.
Rokossovsky was silent for a moment, and then asked tentatively: "Comrade Marshal, I would like to ask, how long will it take for Misha to be discharged from the hospital?"
Zhukov did not expect that Rokossovsky would ask about Sokov, and he did not know how to answer for a while. Although he had been back to Moscow for several days, he had no time to ask about Sokov's affairs.
Zhukov hesitated for a moment, and then said into the phone: "Koschka, don't hang up the phone yet. I'll help you find out about Misha's situation."
"Comrade Marshal," Shtemenko, who was standing not far away, heard what Zhukov said and asked tentatively: "Do you want to know the current situation of Lieutenant General Sokov?"
"That's right." Zhukov nodded, looked at Shtemenko and asked, "Comrade Shtemenko, do you know?"
"Yes, Comrade Marshal." Shtemenko nodded and said, "He is now studying at the Frunze Military Academy."
"What, he studied at the Frunze Military Academy?" Zhukov asked in surprise: "Has his injury healed?"
"Not yet. As far as I know, he goes to class in a wheelchair every day. After class, he returns to the hospital." In order to reassure Zhukov, he also emphasized: "General Lunev sent someone special Pick him up and drop him off every day.”
"What on earth is going on?" Zhukov asked: "Why did he suddenly go to the Frunze Military Academy?"
Seeing that Zhukov seemed ignorant of the matter, Shtemenko quickly reminded him: "Comrade Marshal, have you forgotten that he was able to enter the military academy because of your recommendation?"
"Oh, yes, yes, it seems that there is such a thing." After Shtemenko reminded him, Zhukov remembered that there seemed to be such a thing, and continued to ask: "How long will he study in the military academy? ?”
"Eight months." Shtemenko knew this very well, and he quickly reported everything Sokov would learn in these eight months.
"Thank you, Comrade Shtemenko." After Zhukov learned about Sokov's situation from Shtemenko, he put the microphone in his hand to his ear and said: "Koschka, I just got the news. , Misha is currently studying relevant military theories at the Frunze Military Academy."
When Rokossovsky learned that Sokov had entered the Frunze Military Academy, he couldn't help but secretly complain. If it were any other military academy, he could have stopped his courses and served under his command. However, the Frunze Military Academy, as the highest military academy, has a very high threshold for entry. Even if he had something urgent, he would not be able to ask Sokov to terminate his studies and join his army. Therefore, he could only take a chance and ask: "When will he graduate?"
Asiya's face was full of envy: "You are so lucky to have the opportunity to meet Comrade Stalin."
"There will be a chance to meet the Supreme Commander himself," Sokov said with some disappointment: "But not now, at least until my injury recovers, this kind of meeting is just a luxury hope."
"Why?" Asiya asked in confusion: "Why can't you go see Comrade Stalin before your injury heals?"
"The reason is very simple." Sokov grinned silently and continued: "It is impolite to sit in a wheelchair to see the Supreme Commander himself, and there are certain safety risks."
After learning the reason why Sokov was unable to meet Stalin for the time being, Asiya couldn't help but sighed with regret: "I went to the dean's office today to learn about your injury from him."
After staying in the hospital for more than two months, Sokov still couldn't stand it anymore, and he never stopped thinking about leaving here. At this moment, I heard that Asiya had gone to the dean's office to understand her injuries, and she quickly asked: "Asiya, what did the dean say, how long will it take for me to be discharged from the hospital?"
"In another week, the cast on your leg will be removed." As soon as Asiya said this, she saw Sokov's face beaming with joy, and quickly added: "Don't be too happy too soon." The director said, even if the cast on your leg is removed, you will probably be unable to do without crutches within a month or two."
"Misha, you were so seriously injured and it's pretty good that you can recover to this level." Seeing Sokov's disappointed expression, Asiya comforted him and said, "Don't be anxious. The dean said that just to be on the safe side, maybe you will be able to walk independently without crutches in half a month."
Hearing what Asya said, Sokov's mood suddenly improved a lot. He understood the rules of the hospital. When introducing the patient's condition, he often likes to be more serious, so that even if the patient has any shortcomings in the future, it is reasonable. among. Maybe my injury is not as serious as the dean said. Maybe by mid-January, I will be able to walk alone without relying on anything.
