Qin Jian frowned, his body shifting backward slightly, putting distance so that Cheng Yu couldn't lean against his chest. He then said, "Ms. Cheng, should I take you to the infirmary?"
"No! No need! Let's go home. This is a sequelae of the bullet entering the brain, incurable unless the bullet is removed," Cheng Yu said with her eyes closed and a bitter tone, "Actually, I could have completely avoided being hurt. I heard that the company commander I had been searching for got injured by a bomb at the enemy's position. In my haste, I stood up and ran to where he was injured, and that's how I got hit by two bullets."
"You were too reckless! You violated a taboo on the battlefield. Not only did you not save your comrade, but you also put yourself at risk. This is no one's fault but your own." Qin Jian finished speaking and told Cheng Yu, "Let me help you sit by the roadside for a while! I'll go find a car to take you back."
