Chapter 37
Luo Andeli learned who was living in this ward from his brother when he arrived at St. Vincent's. Even if he hadn't learned it from his brother, he could have seen it from the military cadets who were guarding every corner, their bodies tense with excitement and stiff expressions.
After all, there is only one person who can make so many military academy students excited and nervous to this extent!
Not to mention that this person's admission to St. Venthern's Hospital caused quite a stir in various military academies, and even caused military academy students in several cities to engage in a very fierce online verbal battle without caring about their image and demeanor.
There are so many military cadets graduating in Central City every year, and not every graduating cadet is eligible to participate in this special graduation mission at St. Vincentian's Hospital.
You know, the competition for this mission at St. Ventherin's Hospital is always fierce. After all, it's a chance to get up close and personal with the big guys and compete with them. How could it not be exciting?! Why not start a competition to win these few spots?!
But looking back at all the military cadets who had completed the mission in the past, this batch of cadets fought the most fiercely, almost getting their heads blown off. The fighting was so brutal that it even filled the beds of a nearby medical school at one point.
After the touching spirit of gritting teeth and getting up to fight again even when lying on the hospital bed was spread, it set off a huge and vigorous wave of enthusiasm on the Internet.
After learning the news and guessing the reason, the military academy students from other cities went crazy and strongly demanded to join in and compete for the spot to guard St. Vincentian's Hospital.
Of course, before the officials of several military academies in the central city responded to this request, the students of several military academies spontaneously united and directly retorted.
This was a serious matter. The Fron Military Academy in Saint Franyue City, the Taigu Military Academy in Chaoli City, the Nieman Military Academy in Gaso City, and the State Military Academy in Andaoyue City joined forces and started to curse at each other online without any regard for etiquette, together with several military academies in the central city, led by the Maner Military Academy.
The various roundabout verbal battles, in which they recounted past histories and poked at each other's weaknesses, and enthusiastically helped each other look forward to the future, were classic examples. They opened the eyes of many netizens who were watching the battle and they exclaimed, "Wow, you know, they have never competed so fiercely in the military academy league held every three years."
The person who caused the dispute among the military academies was Cloveford, who was like a humanoid bug in all aspects.
"Uncle Luo An, wait a minute. Jiaojiao will be right out."
A soft and vague voice came from the terminal. Luo Andeli hesitated for a moment and just as he was about to say something, the call was hung up.
He raised his hand to dial the number, but was restrained by the rare desire to save face in his heart. In the end, he could only sigh in frustration.
In the ward, Jiaojiao was lying on the edge of the bed, trying to reach the ground with his short legs. This was how he got out of bed at home.
However, what Jiaojiao didn't know was that the reason he was able to get down from the bed and sofa at home by himself was because Yin Zheng specially lowered the height of the bed and sofa for him.
Jiaojiao, who was hanging on the edge of the bed and couldn't reach the ground even after stretching his legs as far as he could, was confused. He blinked blankly, not understanding why his feet suddenly couldn't reach the ground.
"Uncle." Jiaojiao looked up at Cloveford after a moment of confusion. "Jiaojiao can't get down. Please help Jiaojiao."
Clove, who was awakened by the ringing of the phone and leaning against the bed to relax, reached out and grabbed his collar and pulled him down from the bed.
"Thank you, uncle." Jiaojiao successfully got off the bed and did not put on her shoes immediately after thanking him. Instead, she sat on the ground with her head lowered, looking at her short legs in confusion.
He moved his little feet and patted his legs with his little hands, still not understanding why he suddenly couldn't get out of bed?
After frowning and thinking for a while, a hint of surprise gradually appeared in his bright dark eyes.
He looked at his legs, then at the bed, and finally raised his head to share his discovery with Cloveford. His soft little voice was full of surprise: "Uncle, Jiaojiao's legs have become shorter!"
Cloveford, who was sitting on the bed, glanced at his short legs and made no response to his words.
Jiaojiao, who was sitting on the ground and didn't know that the beds at home had been lowered by her father, was very convinced of this discovery.
Jiaojiao can’t get out of bed because her legs have become shorter!
Jiaojiao nodded in confirmation of her discovery and began to put on her shoes with a grunt. After putting them on, she supported herself on the ground and climbed up. Before leaving, she waved her little hand and said goodbye to Cloveford: "Uncle, Jiaojiao is leaving."
After watching him walk out of the room on his short legs, Cloverd withdrew his gaze.
"Uncle Luo An, Jiaojiao's legs have become shorter." As soon as she went out, Jiaojiao curiously shared her discovery with Luo Anli who was sitting in the corridor.
"Let me see." Luo Andeli held him in his arms and pushed the wheelchair towards the ward, pretending to pinch his short legs. Finally, he said in a serious tone, "Well, it's indeed a little shorter. It must be because you haven't eaten yet. It will grow back after you eat."
"Really?" Jiaojiao opened her eyes wide in curiosity.
"Really." Luo Andeli nodded seriously.
Jiaojiao looked down at her legs, then raised her head solemnly and said, "Then Jiaojiao will have to eat a lot of food later."
Seeing this, Luo Andeli couldn't help laughing and rubbed his furry head, sighing in his heart, it's true that people who raise them are like them, and they are as easy to be deceived as Yin Zheng.
It was still some time before lunch. After playing with Jiaojiao for a while and recovering from the stress, Luo Andeli asked Jiaojiao how she got into the ward and what happened after she got in.
Only after listening to Jiaojiao's incoherent story did he feel completely relieved.
Relieved, Luo Andeli watched Jiaojiao playing with building blocks and thought that Cloveford didn't seem that difficult to get along with. At least when it came to children, he wasn't as difficult as the legend said.
As he was thinking, Luo Andeli couldn't control the urge in his heart for a moment, and raised his hand to poke the face of Jiaojiao who was concentrating on building blocks.
When Jiaojiao looked at him doubtfully, he forced a kind smile, his voice more bewitching than ever before: "Jiaojiao, can you do your uncle a favor?"
Jiaojiao put down the building blocks and nodded: "Okay."
“Dongdongdong——”
There was a small, gentle knock on the door. Cloverd, who was editing some data on the terminal in the ward, raised his eyes and said, "Come in."
The half-closed door was opened, and Jiaojiao walked in with a little effort, holding a book. Seeing that it was him who had just left, Cloveford stopped what he was doing and fixed his eyes on his small body.
"Uncle." Jiaojiao walked to the bedside and handed the book in her arms to him. She tilted her fair and tender face and said softly, "Sign it."
He lowered his eyes to look at the bright Cloveford, then set his sights on the book in his arms and reached out to take it. "Where is the signature?"
Jiaojiao tilted her head: "Uncle Luo An didn't say that!"
Cloveford looked at the thickness of the book in his hand, reached out and carried him to sit on the bed, then took out the pen pinned on the book and began to sign from the first page.
In the corridor outside the door, Luo Andeli, sitting in a wheelchair, was waiting for Jiaojiao to come out.
That’s right, what Luo Andeli wanted Jiaojiao to help him with was to get an autograph from his idol Cloveford.
Who is Cloveford?
He is the only one who has killed a ninth-level alien species, and his glorious military exploits are so dazzling that they can blind people.
He was in charge of the Third and Fourth Legions, and was the only one to become a marshal at such a young age in the seven hundred years since the Great Changes on Blue Star.
Anyone who knew about the battle that brought Cloverd great fame and eventually made him the Marshal would not question Cloverd's ability to take the position of Marshal.
He was the original planner and final implementer of the six-month-long siege plan against the ninth-level alien species!
The siege planned and carried out by Cloverd was destined to be recorded in history the moment the horn was blown... It was also destined to be included in all military academy textbooks, and to be repeatedly described and analyzed.
No one could help but feel their scalp tingling and their whole body trembling at the name Cloveford after learning about the six-month-long, meticulously planned, and meticulously planned siege against the ninth-level alien species that involved the entire Third and Fourth Legions.
The ninth-level alien species was a sky-shattering existence that would make most people feel fear, retreat, or even despair just by seeing its old photos.
It’s hard to imagine how such a creature can be killed!
It’s hard to imagine how Cloveford did it!
Cloverd is now 34 years old. He planned to encircle and kill the ninth-level alien species ten years ago. At that time, he was already an eighth-level mecha master and the general of the Fourth Legion.
Let me ask you, in this era of extreme admiration for the strong, who among those who studied this in military academy wouldn't admire Cloveford?!
According to statistics from unknown sources, at least 90% of the people in a military academy are crazy admirers of Cloveford. Unfortunately, Luo Andeli is one of them.
"Gurgle~"
A small voice came from his ear, and Cloveford looked in the direction of the voice.
Jiaojiao, who had been sitting quietly on the bed, clutched her rumbling tummy and blinked innocently at him: "I'm not making any noise, I'm just hungry. Jiaojiao wants to drink some milk."
Usually at this time he would be waiting for his father to make lunch with his bottle in his mouth.
Drink milk?
An unknown emotion flashed across Cloveford's purple eyes, and he stopped what he was doing.
Luo Andeli, who had been waiting outside for half an hour, was very confused. Why did it take so long to sign? Wasn't it just four words?
Could it be that Marshal Cloveford had another name that needed to be signed for half an hour?
It's no wonder that Luo Andeli thought so. He once met a person whose name was so long that it couldn't be written on a whole page due to some special family customs.
Just as he was lost in thought, Jiaojiao came out again with a book in her arms.
"Here, it's signed." Seeing Uncle Luo An in the corridor, Jiaojiao's eyes lit up. She trotted a few steps and handed the book in her arms forward.
Luo Andeli took the book and put it on his lap. Before he had time to read it, he held Jiaojiao in his arms and put the bottle into his mouth: "Are you hungry?"
Jiaojiao, who was drinking sweetly from the bottle in both hands, nodded and said in a vague voice, "I'm hungry."
Luo Andeli poked his bulging cheeks with a smile in his eyes: "Thank you."
Jiaojiao shook her little head: "No thanks."
On the way back to eat, Luo Andeli opened the book on his lap. It was not that he couldn't wait to go back and read it, but he wanted to see what name would take half an hour to sign.
When he found out that Cloveford had signed most of the book, he couldn't help but feel a little stunned.
Is Marshal Cloverd's personality a little different from what he knew?
At this time, Yin Zheng, who had just completed his first mecha competition in his life, was washing the blood off his face in the bathroom.
It is true that Yin Zheng is very good at fighting, but he really knows nothing about mechas. In this mecha arena, all his skills were sealed inside the mecha. The short time waiting only allowed him to figure out how to make the mecha move.
This ring match was particularly difficult for Yin Zheng. His performance was so stumbling, like a toddler. His performance throughout was unbearable to watch. Even those who blindly worship mechas would not be able to continue watching this battle.
Yin Zheng single-handedly created the only mecha competition in history with no traffic and no audience.
However, despite some bumps and bruises, he still won in the end. After all, he was facing someone who had never experienced real fighting and had no talent for mechas, so his chances of winning were still very great.
The only injury on his forehead was not caused by his opponent. It was caused when Yin Zheng seized the opportunity to fight back. He forgot that he was in a mecha and pounced on it, crashing into it and almost destroying the inside of it.
The wound was on the forehead. It wasn't big, but it was a little deep, causing a lot of bleeding.
People passing by in the public restroom saw Yin Zheng washing his face in front of the sink and their eyes were full of disgust.
Yin Zheng didn't care about those looks and only walked out of the bathroom after making sure the bloodstains were washed clean.
Noticing some blood stains on his clothes, he went to buy a new set of clothes and changed into them before rushing to St. Ventherin's Hospital.
Feeling a little hungry on the way, Yin Zheng remembered what he had promised Jiaojiao, so he found a place to squat, took out the snacks from his pocket and ate them, then drank the milk in the bottle. After almost filling his stomach, he continued to rush back.
When he returned to St. Ventherin's Hospital, Jiaojiao had just finished her meal and was digesting her food in the corridor.
"Dad!" Seeing his sweet baby voice filled with undisguised joy, she ran up to him with curved eyebrows and eyes.
Yin Zheng squatted down and caught Jiaojiao who rushed over. He touched his head and asked in a low voice, "Have you eaten?"
"I've eaten." Jiaojiao responded crisply, burying her head in his arms and rubbing against him coquettishly: "Daddy, have you eaten?"
"I ate, but I'm not full." Yin Zheng picked him up and walked forward. He touched his belly and felt relieved when he saw that it was indeed bulging.
"Jiaojiao is going to dinner with Dad."
"Um."
After eating and digesting the food, Yin Zheng carried Jiaojiao back to the ward for a nap.
Jiaojiao was not very sleepy after a nap in the morning, so she lay on the bed and stared at her father. As she stared, the sharp-eyed Jiaojiao noticed the not-so-obvious wound on Yin Zheng's forehead.
When I was writing about Cloverford besieging and killing the ninth-level alien, I was so excited that I couldn't stop writing. I wrote nearly two thousand words. Later, I felt that it took up too much space and had too much drama, so I deleted and rewrote it, wrote and deleted it again, but I was still not satisfied with it. I have only written this chapter so far. I am a little confused while writing it and I don't know if it feels right, but I think... I need to go to sleep first...
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