Chang Xi pushed the wheelchair, and the two of them strolled in the garden of the sanatorium. Smelling the fragrance of the flowers and plants in the garden and feeling the slight breeze, both of them felt unanimously blissful.
"Yu Shan, tell me about the battlefield again."
Chang Xi did not deny that she was attracted by Yu Shan's heroic stories. She had lived in an intellectual family since she was young, and was a dutiful daughter at home. When she grew up, she followed the prescribed path and became a nurse.
Almost every step was arranged by the elders in her family. However, deep down, she yearned to see the outside world. She was only more fascinated by those martial artists who fought valiantly in the Outland.
When Yu Shan appeared, he naturally tugged at the strings in the depths of Chang Xi's heart.
"Let's talk about Dragon Mountain Base, then. I wasn't outstanding back then, and was just an ordinary martial artist in Dragon Mountain Baseβ¦"
