Special Forces Soldier C stepped forward without hesitation to check her injuries, "Dislocated ankle."

As a medic, he didn't think as much as they did. Doctors have no borders, and even though they were in an exercise and could be ambushed at any moment, he couldn't just leave Mo Qing alone...

Upon hearing their teammate's words, the two exchanged a knowing glance. Only after confirming that Mo Qing was not lying and was indeed injured and unable to attack did they completely lower their guard and reduce their aim at Mo Qing.

“We won’t be returning to our base for the time being, so we can’t take you to the infirmary. But I’m a medic. Your dislocation isn’t the most serious kind. You just need to get it reattached and rest for more than a week, and you’ll be fine.” Special Forces Soldier C explained to the delicate Mo Qing in front of him with a very good temper.

Mo Qing's heart skipped a beat, and she blinked innocently, "I understand."

Special Forces Soldier C was caught off guard by her cuteness and couldn't help but feel a little lucky that it was nighttime and that his face was covered in face paint, otherwise he thought he would be blushing right now.

If Mo Qing knew this, she would only tell him, "Don't worry, with his tanned skin, even if he had a fair complexion, you definitely wouldn't be able to tell."

Special Forces Soldier C coughed softly, his ears turning bright red, and continued to say to Mo Qing, "There might be some pain during the reconnection process, especially the most severe one, which might be excruciatingly painful. Just bear with it."

The girl looked like a delicate doll that would break at the slightest touch, making people instinctively want to hold her and not want to see her suffer even the slightest pain.

So even these rough men, who are usually uninhibited and used to talking loudly, softened their voices, afraid that raising their voices even slightly would frighten her.

Mo Qing tilted her head, her eyes crinkling, and smiled sweetly to comfort him, "Brother, just put it back on, it's okay, I'm not afraid of pain."

Don't believe her lies; her biggest fear is pain...

Special Forces Soldier C was so touched by her sweet smile that he couldn't help but comfort her, saying, "It's okay. If you feel any pain, we can take turns carrying you."

These rough men, who spend most of their time training and carrying out missions at the base, had never seen such a beautiful girl before. Just one smile from her was enough to make them dizzy with infatuation.

"Thank you." Mo Qing blinked.

Special Forces Soldier C stopped wasting words and, after confirming the location of Mo Qing's dislocated shoulder, gave it a hard pull.

"Hmph." Mo Qing couldn't help but let out a muffled groan as he forcefully twisted her hands around.

Clearly, she had overestimated the severity of the dislocation. The pain was far greater than when she twisted her ankle; the sudden, piercing pain felt like her heart was being ripped out, causing beads of sweat to instantly appear on her forehead.

When she was learning self-defense, she often encountered such situations at the beginning, but at that age, she was particularly afraid of pain, and she would cry every time she had her bones set.

She would hide away and refuse to study for the next two miles. Every time, her brother would find her, and she would cry and make a fuss, refusing to study. But in the end, her brother would coax her to go.

"Find two tree branches, the thicker ones," Special Forces Soldier C said to his teammates behind him, supporting her legs.

Special Forces Soldier A immediately picked up two branches of similar size and gave them to him. Special Forces Soldier C took them without saying a word, pulled a vine from under his feet, and used the two branches to clamp Mo Qing's ankle, securing it in place immediately.

During this process, apart from the initial muffled groan, Mo Qing did not make any further sound, which was somewhat unexpected for the three special forces soldiers.

After all, Mo Qing looked like a delicate and fragile girl. Even trained female soldiers would feel pain. Moreover, she seemed even more delicate than the average female soldier, which unconsciously led people to define her as a porcelain doll who couldn't bear any grievances.

"Thank you, brother." Mo Qing bit her lip, enduring the pain, and smiled softly at him to express her gratitude.

Clearly, the medic was completely captivated by Mo Qing's beautiful smile, and forgot everything else...

Mo Qing moved her right foot. It wasn't as excruciatingly painful as before. Although it still ached slightly, it was much better than before. Usually, a dislocation like this only requires the bone to be reattached and there's nothing serious about it.

"You'd better rest for a while and walk less." Special Forces Soldier C stared at Mo Qing's sweet smile for a moment, paused for a few seconds, and then looked away somewhat embarrassedly, giving her instructions.

Even a broken bone would be a serious injury. Although her injuries weren't that severe yet, it would be best for her to rest and recover for a while, since the girl looked like a delicate little doll...

He wasn't the only one stunned by Mo Qing's smile; there were two other special forces soldiers as well.

They didn't mean anything by it; they just thought Mo Qing was pretty. After all, having spent most of their time in the military, they had never seen such a sweet smile, especially since Mo Qing herself was exceptionally beautiful.

Mo Qing looked at the three of them, who were in a daze, and blinked, a cryptic smile appearing on her lips.

As Special Forces C was treating her foot, he quickly snatched the pistol that was lying to the side and then fired a shot.

The speed was so fast that the special forces soldier who treated her foot didn't even have time to react, while the two special forces soldiers who were farther away from Mo Qing did react, but Mo Qing was a little faster than them and quickly fired a shot at each of them.

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