Ye Wudao, the god of war, retired for love and was willing to be his son-in-law for three years. He was rejected by his wife, humiliated by his mother-in-law, and ridiculed by his relatives. Until his daughter was critically ill and urgently needed a rare blood type, he made a phone call that had been dormant for three years: "Ask the world's top medical team to rush to Jiangcheng within ten minutes." On the other end of the phone, heads of state from various countries responded with trembling voices in awe: "Your order! My emperor!"
