Zhang Junshan seemed to be struck in the heart by something, a trace of guilt flashed across his face, he subconsciously lowered his eyes, and then slowly walked into the ward.

Liang Junwen, who was following behind him, felt his nose suddenly sore and his eyes instantly turned red when he saw Fu Yanci lying on the hospital bed with a slightly pale face.

He could no longer suppress the grief in his heart, and hurried forward.

Standing in front of Fu Yanci's bed, Liang Junwen's tears fell like beads from a broken string, "Captain... Captain, how did you get hurt like this?"

On the way to the hospital, Liang Junwen listened to Zhang Junshan's detailed account of Fu Yanci's injuries.

When he heard that Fu Yanci's leg was injured, his heart sank suddenly, as if he had fallen into an endless dark abyss.

He knew very well what this meant. For a soldier, a leg injury was almost equivalent to ruining his bright military career. It was simply terrible news.

Liang Junwen's legs went limp and he sat down on Fu Yanci's hospital bed. His hands trembled uncontrollably as he slowly lifted a corner of the quilt.

When he saw Fu Yanci's tightly bandaged and lifeless legs, his tears once again surged out like a surging tide, and his grief was written on his face without reservation.

Fu Yanci looked at Liang Junwen's heartbroken expression and felt a warm feeling in his heart.

He was well aware of the deep friendship among his comrades, and wanted to ease the suffocating atmosphere of sadness.

He forced a smile and half-jokingly teased, "You're a real man. You're always full of energy and strong in training. How come I didn't notice you were such a crybaby before? You're acting like a little girl."

Who would have thought that his words not only failed to stop Liang Junwen's tears, but instead were like salt sprinkled on the wound, making Liang Junwen cry even more sadly.

His shoulders shook violently, and he sobbed and choked, "Captain, you're injured like this, and you can still smile... You... You know how worried we are about you!"

Seeing this, Fu Yanci shook his head helplessly, his eyes full of tenderness and tolerance.

He reached out and picked up his handkerchief from the pillow, handed it to Liang Junwen, and comforted him softly: "Okay, okay, don't cry, I'm really fine, the doctor said that this injury can be cured, so don't worry about it."

When Liang Junwen heard this, his originally dull eyes instantly brightened up, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw in the darkness.

He sniffed hard, trying to hold back his tears, and stared at Fu Yanci without blinking, with a hint of anticipation and eagerness.

He raised his voice a few notches and continued, "Really? Captain, did the doctor really say that? Then can your leg recover as before?"

Fu Yanci smiled and nodded vigorously, his eyes full of determination.

Then, he glanced at the bed next to him. He leaned closer to Liang Junwen and reminded him softly, "Be quiet. Don't wake up your sister-in-law. She has been taking care of me. She is so tired. She finally got a good night's sleep."

After hearing what Fu Yanci said, Liang Junwen immediately covered his mouth and his eyes widened like two copper bells.

He glanced at Su Wantang cautiously, and seeing that she was still sleeping quietly, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He tiptoed closer to Fu Yanci and said in a low voice, "Captain, you don't know that when the whole army heard the news of your injury, they were all very worried and wanted to come and visit you."

"But the army has its own rules. I have to ask you first. If you agree, I will arrange for them to visit you in turns."

Fu Yanci shook his head gently, with a gentle smile on his face, and said: "It's enough for you to come and see me, and tell everyone not to worry."

"The troops have heavy tasks to do, so please focus on your training and don't be distracted by me. I have my family and doctors to take care of me, and I will be well soon."

At this time, Zhang Junshan slowly walked to the bedside, his brows furrowed, his eyes full of self-blame and pain.

He said with a guilty look on his face: "Captain Fu, I'm sorry, this time it's all because of me. If you hadn't saved me, you wouldn't have..."

Fu Yanci raised his hand and decisively interrupted him: "Chief of Staff Zhang, this is not your fault. The situation on the battlefield changes rapidly. No one can predict what will happen in the next second."

"If it was another comrade who was captured this time, I would also do my best to save him without hesitation. This is my duty and the mission of our soldiers, so you don't have to blame yourself too much."

Zhang Junshan raised his head slightly, moved his lips, and wanted to say something else, but his throat seemed to be blocked.

He still murmured in self-blame: "But your legs..."