Chapter 261
Seeing that Xiao Lu seemed much more energetic, Sang Qing chatted with her for a while. When Xiao Lu's husband returned, she went to the other side.
After drinking a bottle of nutritional supplement, Sang Qing stared blankly at her hair.
"What are you thinking about?" A clear voice came from the side.
Sang Qing looked somewhat melancholy. "I'm wondering if I should cut my hair short."
Her light blue hair shimmered with a warm glow in the firelight. It had grown a bit longer than when she first arrived. It was the most natural color, and she wasn't worried about it fading. It looked even better than many modern dyed colors.
But sometimes it can affect her combat.
She loved her long hair and liked to style it beautifully, but she was reluctant to cut it, so she was conflicted.
"If you like it, then don't cut it." Shi Ying immediately guessed Sang Qing's concerns, walked behind Sang Qing, untied Sang Qing's hair tie, and re-tied her hair into a more secure style.
"That's good."
Sang Qing shook her head, as if the knot was tied more securely than her own; Shi Ying's hands were indeed very skillful.
From then on, Shi Ying would carefully tie her hair up before and during each mission.
While harvesting a large number of crystal cores, Shi Ying also accompanied her to see the different landscapes and scenery of Bei Yunxing.
Sometimes, after clearing out the strange beasts, Shi Ying would collect flowers she happened to see in the mountains and forests and weave them into her hair. If she saw any strange or beautiful stones or fruit pits, she would bring them to her. On the way back, she would take her to visit the nearby town and would always buy her a souvenir.
One day, Feng Hao came running over excitedly and asked her if the feathers he had just plucked from a pheasant were pretty, and whether his wife would like them.
She suddenly remembered that this was the little surprise she had casually mentioned to please her wife.
Unexpectedly, Shi Ying also remembered it.
Haha~
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"The northern part of District 3 and the internment camp have done all the frontline public service!"
"It's Healer Sang and her beastly husband, that's normal."
The Ninth Line of Defense, the Fourteenth Line of Defense, the Mist Domain, the Baler Forest...
The military's attitude toward this matter has shifted from initial shock to indifference.
Some were requests for assistance from the military, while others were initiated by Sang Qing himself.
Soon, Shi Ying was promoted to major general.
Sang Qing also attended the commendation ceremony.
She strolled leisurely to the entrance of the first district, where a soldier on guard recognized her and exclaimed with delight, "Healer Sang, you've arrived!"
Sang Qing paused as she was about to take out her ID, and looked up in surprise.
Seemingly noticing Sang Qing's confusion, the soldier said with a grin, "Please go in directly. I recognize you; I even got to receive your treatment once before."
Sang Qing glanced at the soldier twice. "Sorry, there are so many people being treated later, I really can't remember when I saw him before."
Sang Qing could only smile and say, "Thank you, he's my bodyguard."
Sang Qing pointed to Nain standing to the side.
The soldiers, of course, did not stop her; instead, they kindly gave her directions.
Even after walking a short distance, Sang Qing could still hear the soldier saying to the other three soldiers, "See? Isn't Healer Sang beautiful and gentle?"
The other soldiers nodded in unison.
Nain followed behind Sang Qing, his gaze unconsciously drifting in a certain direction, a complex thought flashing in his clear eyes.
Sang Qing noticed Nain's unusual behavior and said, "You don't have to follow me."
Nain turned around and met Sang Qing's clear and gentle almond-shaped eyes, and was slightly taken aback.
"This is the headquarters of the First Military Region. I'll be fine," Sang Qing said calmly.
Nain glanced in that direction, paused for a moment, and then bowed respectfully to Sang Qing, saying, "Thank you, Miss."
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Sang Qing arrived at the venue under the guidance of a designated person.
Besides the commendation ceremony for Shi Ying's promotion, there were other work arrangements as well, making it a very high-profile event.
Many people from the political and military circles came to attend the ceremony, and even the royal family sent representatives.
A golden star was hung steadily on Shi Ying's chest, solemn and sacred, and cheers erupted all around, the crowd roaring with excitement.
The difference between being promoted from school-level officer to general-level officer is not just a matter of one rank, but many other factors.
As the headquarters leader gave his speech, Shi Ying stood upright on the stage, her gaze sweeping over the crowd and precisely catching the direction of Sang Qing, giving her a confident smile.
This scene, of course, did not escape the eyes of the audience.
The soldiers watching were incredibly envious; they wished they had a powerful healer like Sang Qing to guide them.
But more than anything, there was admiration and blessings. After all, whether it was the treatment slots provided by Sang Qing or the help in clearing the front-line tasks, the benefits had truly reached the entire military.
Shi Ying was able to lead an elite team to complete a task that would otherwise require the entire army to accomplish, and he stood on this stage three times in a short period of time, which already proved his strength.
Not to mention that Shi Ying was already exceptionally handsome and had an extraordinary temperament, making him a promising young man.
Hearing the praise in her ears and looking at the bright and dazzling male on the stage, Sang Qing felt very happy.
Shi Ying was dazzling and outstanding before, but now she is more confident and radiant, and her cool gaze has lost the inferiority and gloom that came from the depths of her heart.
She is also taking good care of his leopard.
Just like the change in his attitude towards himself.
Allow him to test you little by little, to show you his most authentic self.
Watching him go from being cautious to boldly pursuing pleasure, even persisting when she begged to stop in bed, something he would never have dared to do before.
Watch as he went from being calm and restrained to becoming blatant, bold, and unrestrained.
He even expresses his jealousy openly and honestly. Now, if any of the orcs in the internment camp have any ulterior motives, they'd better be able to withstand his beatings first.
Amidst the constant noise, Sang Qing walked through the military region and picked up a large pile of flowers.
All kinds, including lotus, daisies, peonies, lilacs...
Another person gave her a large scallion flower, a round ball made up of many small white flowers; she didn't know where he had picked it from.
Those enthusiastic soldiers somehow learned that she liked flowers, so they specially prepared some for her.
Everyone gave her a gift, but not much; they just gave her one or two as a token of their gratitude, saying that it was a rare opportunity for her to come to the First Military Region.
It wasn't a particularly expensive gift, so Sang Qing felt embarrassed to refuse it.
Although her treatments were all paid, receiving their heartfelt thanks was still quite therapeutic.
This also reflects the scarcity of mental health treatment; even a single treatment session can leave a lasting impression on them.
There are countless soldiers with high riot rates in the military, and her treatment slots are limited; they may never have another chance to be selected.
Not far away, a brown-haired soldier in a black, narrow-sleeved training uniform couldn't help but stop and look at the gentle-smiling female from afar.
The female has long, flowing hair and beautiful features.
A vibrant person, embracing equally vibrant flowers, is as beautiful as the misty rain of Jiangnan in March.
After the crowd had mostly dispersed, he hesitated for a moment, then quickly stepped forward.
"Healer!"
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