After a drive of more than an hour, the three arrived at their post in the 358th Regiment.

Looking at He Chaoyang's military uniform and the scarf stained with blood, and considering that Chu Qiao, as a police officer in the local public security bureau, often cooperated with the local garrison, she realized that He Chaoyang was dressed in military uniform and had bloodstains.

So after Chu Qiao's explanation, the three of them quickly arrived at the so-called military hospital located inside the army base, led by the People's Liberation Army comrades.

It's called a hospital, but it's really just a clinic with a few more beds.

Of course, the doctors and nurses here are much more professional than the doctors at their village clinic.

Watching the nurse remove the blood-soaked gauze from He Chaoyang's body, Chen Shuning felt as if her heart was being squeezed by a large hand.

In contrast, He Chaoyang seemed completely unaffected, as if the palm-sized wound wasn't on his body at all.

It was only when He Chaoyang saw Chen Shuning's pale face that his expression changed. He said with some heartache, "Are you scared? Actually, you were just cut by a dagger. It looks scary, but the wound is not deep. It will be fine in a few days."

He didn't want the little girl to see him treating his wounds, but how could he not know about his injuries?

Although the wound was caused by a dagger, it was not a cut but a stab wound, and the wound was not just as frightening as it looked.

The doctor who treated his wound said that if the dagger had been positioned just a little higher, it would have damaged his liver.

He was lucky to survive, but because the wound was quite deep, it wouldn't heal easily. Plus, when he was fighting with the enemy agents, one of them happened to kick him in the wound again.

So at this moment, the wound on his abdomen does look rather frightening.

The wound, four or five centimeters wide, had its skin and flesh turned outwards, and the flowing blood directly stained the military uniform, the undershirt, and the white shirt underneath.

At this moment, He Chaoyang sat quietly on the stool, his face pale, sweat dripping from his forehead.

I don't know if it's because the person was just given anesthesia, or if this person is just born without pain receptors.

As the young military doctor treated his wounds, apart from the cold sweat dripping from his forehead, He Chaoyang did not show any signs of pain on his face.

At this moment, she even had the mood to comfort Chen Shuning.

However, He Chaoyang's behavior only made Chen Shuning feel more and more uncomfortable.

Her eyes welled up with tears without her realizing it, and her voice trembled with a sob as she complained, "You lost so much blood and you still say you're fine? How much food will you have to eat to make up for it?"

Chen Shuning felt a pang of heartache when she saw He Chaoyang's clothes, which were soaked in blood inside and out, and even her scarf was stained with a large amount of blood.

Of course, she wasn't upset about her scarf, but rather about He Chaoyang.

Right now, she's already racking her brains for all sorts of blood-nourishing dishes.

Pork liver soup, lotus root stewed with beef brisket, chicken stewed with red dates and goji berries, radish stewed with mutton, carrots, grapes, lychees, oranges, and what else was there?

Lychees and grapes aren’t in season, and I don’t know if wine would be okay.

Oh, and we should also find some herbs to replenish qi and blood.

Thinking of this, Chen Shuning ignored He Chaoyang and instead looked at the nurse next to her and asked, "Hello, do you have any traditional Chinese medicine to replenish qi and blood, the kind that's pre-mixed and can be used to make soup?"

Chen Shuning had ginseng in her space, but she knew nothing about medicine, and she really didn't know if such a highly nourishing substance could be given to He Chaoyang.

The nurse's eyes were practically glued to He Chaoyang. She did hear Chen Shuning's question, but Chen Shuning was wearing old clothes from the mountains.

Furthermore, when they first came in, this naive village girl was actually carried in by the injured comrade in front of her.

I really don't know what she was thinking? It's just a sprained ankle, and she's acting all delicate, making a seriously injured person carry her. Does she really think she's some kind of pampered young lady?

So the nurse, who always judged people by their appearance, only glanced at Chen Shuning indifferently and ignored her.

Chen Shuning was genuinely bewildered by that indifferent attitude. Wasn't the People's Liberation Army supposed to be the people's army?

Besides, I was just asking if they sold any Chinese medicinal herbs; I wasn't spying on state secrets. Did this PLA comrade really need to glare at me like that?

However, this was someone else's territory, and the doctor was currently treating He Chaoyang's wounds.

So even though Chen Shuning was angry, she could only suppress it for the time being.

After making a face at the arrogant nurse, he sat quietly to the side and waited.

Chen Shuning didn't hold it against him, but He Chaoyang couldn't bear to see the little girl being bullied.

He Chaoyang, who was already heartbroken because the little girl's eyes were red, immediately frowned upon seeing the nurse's attitude.

He turned to the young military doctor who was treating his wounds and said, "Hey Duan Xiaoliu, I didn't realize your hospital was so small, but the nurses here have quite the tempers."

It's one thing to ignore the problems of ordinary people, but why glare at them? What, do you look down on ordinary people?

Is this how the Party and the army teach you?

He Chaoyang hadn't expected to run into an acquaintance here before he arrived.

Duan Guangyuan never expected to run into He Chaoyang on his first day at the hospital.

I was originally planning to contact him after he had settled in, but who would have thought that this brother would become the first patient I received when I came here.

And he also discovered a big secret: it seemed that the older brother had a girl he liked.

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