The train clanged along, carrying the two people's vision of the future and heading towards a distant place full of hope.
It was already evening when they arrived at the family compound. The dim street lights lengthened their figures, and a quiet atmosphere enveloped them. As soon as they entered the house, Mu Nanhe took the initiative to boil water and prepare a bath for Yang Qingyan.
After a while, the sound of water splashing came from the bathroom. Yang Qingyan let the warm water flow down, washing away her fatigue. When she walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, her hair was still dripping with water.
Mu Nanhe had been waiting with a towel in his hand. He gently pulled Yang Qingyan over and asked her to sit on the sofa, then gently wiped her hair. The towel moved gently in his hand, slowly absorbing the water from her hair.
As he wiped, Mu Nanhe's eyes gradually became hot, and his heart began to beat uncontrollably. His eyes were fixed on Yang Qingyan's face, and his breathing became rapid.
Yang Qingyan seemed to notice something strange about Mu Nanhe, and raised her head slightly, their eyes met. At that moment, it seemed as if time had stopped.
Mu Nanhe's lips unconsciously moved closer, and Yang Qingyan's cheeks also turned red. Their lips gently touched each other, like two petals attracted to each other. The temperature in the room gradually rose, and an ambiguous atmosphere spread in the air.
As their affection grew, their actions became more intimate, and before they knew it, they walked into the bedroom, hugging each other. The moonlight shone through the gaps in the curtains into the room, adding a soft color to this warm scene.
The next morning, the sun shone softly on the bed through the window. Yang Qingyan woke up slowly, feeling sore all over, as if every muscle was protesting. She subconsciously reached out and touched the bed next to her, and it was already cold. This reminded her that Mu Nanhe had already gone to the army.
She frowned and sat up with great effort. As soon as she got off the bed, her legs began to swing uncontrollably. Yang Qingyan cursed in her heart: "This bastard, how can he be so strong?"
After washing up, Yang Qingyan came to the kitchen and found that Mu Nanhe had prepared breakfast. She ate some breakfast and recovered a little, but still felt very sleepy. So she went back to the bedroom, got into bed again, and had a good sleep.
In the afternoon, Yang Qingyan finally woke up, left a note for Mu Nanhe and came to the military hospital, and went straight to the director's office. She knocked on the door gently, and after getting a response, she pushed the door open and walked in. When the director saw that it was Yang Qingyan, a bright smile immediately appeared on his face.
"Dean, I left suddenly because of my husband's matter. I'm really sorry that I didn't have time to tell you." Yang Qingyan said apologetically.
The dean waved his hands and said with a smile: "Qingyan, I understand. I went to see you several times before. I heard about the situation and I'm glad you're okay."
"How is the hospital doing during this period?" Yang Qingyan asked with concern.
"Alas, there are quite a few difficult cases. Some we can't handle, so we have to transfer the patients to other hospitals." The dean frowned slightly, then smiled again, "But I'm relieved that you're back. There are a few difficult surgeries recently, and people like you are needed."
Since then, Yang Qingyan has devoted herself to her work. She has performed several operations in succession, and she has given her all in each one. In the operating room, her focused eyes have never wavered, and the instruments in her hands are operated accurately and flawlessly at every step. Sweat soaks her surgical gown, but she is completely unaware of it, and only has the responsibility for the patient in her heart.
In one of the surgeries, the patient was a young soldier who was injured in training. He suffered severe abdominal injuries and multiple organ damage. Yang Qingyan stood in front of the operating table for several hours. With her superb medical skills and strong willpower, she successfully repaired the damaged organs and saved the soldier from death. After the operation, she personally checked on the patient's recovery several times and patiently instructed the nurses on the key points of follow-up care.
In her spare time, she would go to 껚껗 to collect medicinal herbs and dry them, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth. Yang Qingyan felt that her supernatural powers in this world were getting stronger and stronger, much stronger than when she was in the last world. Maybe because there were not many plants in the last world, her wood-related supernatural powers did not improve.
Meanwhile, Mu Nanhe also devoted himself to the training of the troops. In the morning, he and his comrades went out for drills, and the neat footsteps echoed in the training ground. When running with heavy equipment, he carried a heavy load, walked steadily, and his clothes were soaked with sweat, but he never complained of being tired. In tactical training, he was agile and quickly crossed various obstacles, showing his excellent military qualities, and his legs returned to their previous state, or even better.
In a simulated combat exercise, Mu Nanhe's team received a mission to break through the enemy's defense line and complete the reconnaissance of the target area. He led his team to cleverly use the terrain, flexibly avoiding the enemy's patrols, and successfully approached the target. However, on the way back, they encountered an enemy ambush. Mu Nanhe was calm and quickly commanded his team to counterattack. With his excellent tactical qualities and teamwork, he finally broke through the siege and successfully completed the mission.
Time passed quietly in the busy and fulfilling life. In a blink of an eye, more than a month has passed. Yang Qingyan's work in the hospital has been unanimously recognized by colleagues and patients. She has also been constantly challenging herself to improve her medical skills in difficult surgeries. Mu Nanhe's unit's training results have also become more and more excellent.
One day in October, the sky seemed to have a hole in it, and it rained heavily for several days in a row. The dense rain curtain was like an invisible wall, enveloping the whole world. The raindrops hit the ground crazily, splashing layers of high water, as if the earth was trembling under this heavy rain.
Mu Nanhe stood in front of the window, looking at the rain that seemed to be out of control, his brows tightly wrinkled, and he felt a little worried in his heart.
Sure enough, before he could sort out his thoughts, a soldier came to inform him that the dam in the neighboring county had burst and there was a landslide, so Munanhema led a team to rescue.
Mu Nanhe's face froze, and without any hesitation, he immediately said: "Notify all team members to gather on the playground in five minutes, bring rescue equipment, and set off quickly!" After receiving the order, the soldier turned around and ran away to convey the instructions.
Mu Nanhe turned his head and looked at Yang Qingyan firmly: "Qingyan, the situation is urgent. You must lead a team to rescue immediately. Take care of yourself at home."
Yang Qingyan nodded vigorously, her eyes full of worry and encouragement: "Go ahead and don't worry. Be sure to pay attention to safety."
Mu Nanhe walked quickly to the door, turned back and looked at Yang Qingyan deeply, then opened the door and rushed into the rain.
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