"TSSSSSK"
"Does it hurt?"
Under the tree, there was no shade left as the sun had set. Wang Ye placed his hand on the table, and in front of him was a female military doctor with the rank of lieutenant, helping him clean his wounds.
"Ouch..."
She seemed sweet, with a gentle appearance, but her way of treating injuries was quite rough. She cleaned the wounds with alcohol and then nervously asked if it hurt.
"Tssssss... No... It's fine!" Wang Ye had nothing to say and couldn't possibly cry out in pain at this moment.
He was not alone here; there were other new recruits nearby enduring the pain, saying, "It doesn't hurt, go ahead and do whatever you need..."
As the vice class monitor of Class Five, he couldn't embarrass himself.
"Well, let me wash it again for you!"
Ouyang Mingyue glanced at Wang Ye and poured some more alcohol on a cotton pad before starting to clean the wound.
