Zhou Mei was even more afraid after being yelled at by Jiang Dajun, but she didn't dare to cry out loud. Instead, she quietly cried with trembling shoulders, and that cry was annoying.
Most of the people who cried like this in the hospital had their family members die. Jiang Dajun was already full of anger, and there was even someone who cursed him to die. Before he could even take a breath, his face turned purple and his face turned green. It looked like this person was going to die.
Zhou Mei was even more frightened when she saw this. She cried and ran to call the doctor. This time, almost everyone in the hospital knew that Jiang Dajun had been beaten up.
Zhao Yingying was irritated when she saw Zhou Mei, so her tone was naturally not very good. These two were simply troublesome people.
Assistant Instructor Zhao, who had come in with Jiang Dajun, wished he could find a hole and hide in it. He regretted coming to the hospital. With such injuries, why not just find a nurse to go home and give him some medicine? Why would he have to lose face with Jiang Dajun?
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The culprit, Kang Xiaoqiao and Lu Yichen, had returned home happily. Of course, on the way home, there were many people who saw Lu Yichen carrying her on his back. Some were joking, some were teasing, but none of them dared to say it to her face.
Lu Yichen's cold face was enough. Those soldiers did not dare to come forward. Kang Xiaoqiao suddenly felt that this was quite good.
Lu Yichen was so good-looking. He kept a straight face all day long so that he would not go around fooling around.
When the two of them reached home, Lu Yichen very considerately placed Kang Xiaoqiao on the stone bench. Although the weather was quite hot, with the shade of the big willow tree, it was still relatively cool.
After putting her down, he said in a deep voice, "Sit here obediently for a while."
Hearing that, Kang Xiaoqiao said with a smile, "Okay, okay."
Only then did Lu Yichen turn around and leave. Looking at Lu Yichen's back as he entered the house, Kang Xiaoqiao's smile was as happy as a flower.
Then, she thought about how this person had helped her vent her anger today. No matter what, she had to cook something delicious to reward him. What should she do?
Just as Kang Xiaoqiao was thinking hard, Lu Yichen came back with alcohol and cotton cloth in his hands. He looked at Kang Xiaoqiao and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Kang Xiaoqiao heard him. She smiled and said, "I'm thinking about the wonderful scene of Yichen beating up those two shameless villains. Yichen, you're so cool. You fought so well, so wonderful. Humph, I don't know where they're crying for their parents. Just thinking about it makes me happy."
"Yichen, why are you so powerful? The two of them are actually not your match."
"Yichen, aren't you the most powerful soldier king in the entire division?"
"Yichen, how many people can you normally fight?"
"Yichen, where did you learn such powerful Kung Fu?"
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Lu Yichen's lips twitched when he heard this. Why did this wretched girl talk so much?
This soldier was a man. Even if they were in pain, they wouldn't cry for their parents.
Thus, he said coldly, "It's a state secret. I have nothing to say."
Eh--
Kang Xiaoqiao's eyes started to sparkle when she heard this. Not only was Lu Yichen handsome, he was also domineering. This kind of temperament was really mesmerizing.
Kang Xiaoqiao's small face was red, and her heart was beating faster than before. Then, she said excitedly, "Yichen, you're so powerful. Can you teach me? When the time comes, I won't have to be bullied like this anymore. I can easily beat them all."
"Yichen, can you teach me?"
When Lu Yichen heard this, his forehead was full of black lines. This smelly girl was not big, but her heart was not small. She was also full of violence.
When he heard this, he squatted down and said indifferently, "You'd better stop. If your skills are good, I don't know how many goods you can make for me."
Lu Yichen was depressed. Which family was as worried about their family's wife? How was this a wife? It was as if he had raised a daughter, following behind her every day to clean up her mess.
Lu Yichen was depressed, but his hands were not idle. He carefully took off Kang Xiaoqiao's wooden clogs and saw that on her fair and tender little feet, the red blisters were abnormally obvious. Some of them had already broken the water.
The moment the wooden clogs were taken off, Kang Xiaoqiao suddenly cried out in pain. "S-so painful."
Then, she grimaced in pain. Of course, she instinctively pulled her foot back.
Then, she looked at Lu Yichen with a guarded expression and said, "What are you doing?"
Then, she pouted her small face and said angrily, "Do you have to be so heartless to take revenge on me? It hurts so much."
Hearing this, Lu Yichen squatted there without moving. He looked at the tender white foot that had shrunk back and said seriously, "It's blistering. Quickly disinfect it. It'll heal quickly."
After saying that, he didn't wait for Kang Xiaoqiao's consent and grabbed her little foot. Then, he wiped it very gently. Kang Xiaoqiao was in so much pain that she felt like laughing. However, looking at Lu Yichen's serious look, she became quiet instead.
Under the setting sun, beside the willow tree, a little girl with loose hair was wearing a white dress and a military uniform. She sat down obediently and lifted her feet slightly.
A handsome man in a military uniform treated her wound seriously. The wind blew and the willow branches danced. The little girl's hair was also blown up a little.
She slowly raised her right hand and tucked her hair behind her ear. Her movements were slow and pleasing to the eye. At this moment, she no longer had any anger. She lowered her head slightly and looked at the handsome man in front of her. He gently wiped her worn-out skin, his movements gentle and full of pity.
Kang Xiaoqiao's long and thick eyelashes hung down like a small fan. They fluttered like a butterfly's wings, sometimes rising and sometimes drooping. After a moment of quiet enjoyment, her small face was as red as the rosy clouds. Her voice was soft and somewhat uncomfortable. But she said sincerely, "Thank you."
Actually, this 'thank you' contained a lot. She was so obedient at this moment because the feeling of being sincerely cared for by someone was too warm.
She had never enjoyed such a feeling of being cared for without a trace of distracting thoughts. Kang Xiaoqiao felt that this feeling was too wonderful, and even her voice had softened a lot.
Lu Yichen did not even look at her and continued to carefully clean the wound. Then, he grunted in acknowledgment, indicating that he had heard it.
Kang Xiaoqiao blinked her eyes again when she heard it, but she did not say anything else. At this moment, it became especially quiet, and they could even hear each other's breathing.
In the end, Kang Xiaoqiao could not stand it anymore. She coughed and said, "Ahem, ahem, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
Lu Yichen had already cleaned up the wound and applied some medicine. He then raised his head and said, "There's no need for you. I'll make it today."
Kang Xiaoqiao blinked her eyes and said, "You know how to?"
Lu Yichen's face didn't turn red nor did his heart skip a beat. He slowly put away the tools and said indifferently, "I only know how to make braised noodles."
After saying that, he picked up the tools and went back to his room. Kang Xiaoqiao, who was behind him, couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth. Did he have to be so arrogant?