Seeing that everyone had left, Qingshan's face, which had been tense for a long time, finally broke into a smile. Although he had fought two fights today, he had gained a lot. Not only did he recover Luo Wenyuan's medical expenses, but he also became a consultant for the Qilin Special Forces. If he made good use of this identity, he would be able to get whatever he wanted in the future.

Luo Wenyuan sat on the bed and turned the sofa over so that Qingshan was facing him.

"I plan to return to the team soon."

"when?"

"Three days later."

"So urgent?"

"I've been away for over a year, and there's a lot of stuff piled up in the team waiting for me to deal with. Also, I need to recover as quickly as possible. The conditions here are not good enough. Only Qilin has the most suitable training equipment for people with special abilities. I have to go back."

Qingshan nodded: "Yes, it's okay. Your eyes are completely healed now, and you don't need to use the medicine anymore. But your eyelashes haven't grown out yet, so it's easy for dust and foreign objects to get in. Be careful. I'll get you a few bottles of eye drops I made as a backup. If anything gets in, rinse it out yourself."

Luo Wenyuan felt relieved when he heard her instructions. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand to pinch Qingshan's chubby face, but when he was about to touch it, he felt it was not appropriate, so he touched her hair instead.

"I'm leaving tomorrow morning."

"Ah? Didn't you say you'd be back in three days?"

"Well, I'm going to go home for a few days and visit my grandfather. Can you help me soak some fruit?"

Luo Wenyuan once asked Qingshan why the fruits she gave him were so delicious. Qingshan then talked about her "water-based supernatural power" and said that the fruits were soaked in water with supernatural powers, so the taste was different from that of ordinary fruits. Luo Wenyuan believed it.

"Is this for your grandfather? Sure, no problem! Have Tashi pick it up tomorrow morning!"

Luo Wenyuan had been chatting with Qingshan for a long time, but he didn't hear what he wanted to hear. Finally, he couldn't help but said, "You... don't you have anything to say to me?"

"say what?"

Qingshan's eyelashes are thick and long, and her peach blossom eyes, which are wide open in surprise, make her look very innocent.

"I'm leaving, so why don't you say anything?" Luo Wenyuan was a little unhappy.

"Then... have a good journey?"

“…”

Luo Wenyuan felt that he was just making things difficult for him. When had this little bastard ever spit out ivory from his mouth?

"You can return to the kitchen this afternoon. If you have any questions, please contact Leng Xing. I have already contacted him. He will meet all your requirements as long as they do not violate the principles."

"Oh, I see."

Qingshan saw that Luo Wenyuan was fine just now, but now he looked gloomy and unhappy again. He was quite puzzled. Seeing that it was getting late, he took the cherries, dragon fruits, peaches and other fruits that Luo Wenyuan had bought and went back to make "superpower water".

……………………………………

The next morning, a military jeep stopped downstairs of the headquarters building. Luo Wenyuan sat in the back seat, resting his eyes. The little bastard had made him really angry yesterday. He didn't want to say goodbye to her!

"Click" the car door was opened, Luo Wenyuan suddenly opened his eyes, and when he saw that the person who got on the car was Zhaxi, the disappointment in his eyes was about to overflow.

"Did you get it back?"

"Report to the chief, I got it back."

"What is Chen Qingshan doing? Is she busy?"

Zhaxi sat in the driver's seat, carefully placing the fruit in the large box on the passenger seat and securing it. He turned around and said to Luo Wenyuan, "Student Chen is making medicine for squad leader Hong."

"What? Captain Hong? Hong Tao? What medicine are you brewing?"

"Diet pills, Squad Leader Hong has really lost a lot of weight."

Luo Wenyuan remembered that he seemed to have heard Leng Xing talk about this.

"Didn't she—said anything to you?"

"Yes, I have!"

Luo Wenyuan's eyes lit up, "What?"

The highland red on Zhaxi's face grew even bigger, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "She told me to drive carefully!"

“…”

Luo Wenyuan was so angry that he wanted to hit the glass, but he couldn't get angry. Zhaxi was Tibetan and couldn't even speak Mandarin fluently. How could he be expected to understand the deeper meaning beyond the literal meaning?

"Let's drive."

Zhaxi started the car and suddenly remembered something. He turned around and handed something to Luo Wenyuan: "By the way, Chief, classmate Chen asked me to give this to you."

Luo Wenyuan snatched it away, a little exasperated: "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

Zhaxi scratched his head, chuckled twice, turned around and drove.

Luo Wenyuan carefully opened the brown paper bag in his hand. Inside was a heavy gourd and a folded piece of lined paper. The edges were jagged and stained with oil, as if it had been hastily torn from a notebook. Luo Wenyuan unfolded the lined paper and found two lines of words written in elegant handwriting. Luo Wenyuan read them over and over again. Finally, the cloudy sky cleared up. He folded the paper and carefully placed it next to his body, leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes to rest.

Zhaxi kept glancing at the rearview mirror: "Strange, why is the commander in chief in such a good mood today? He's been secretly laughing several times since just now..."