Gentle Abnormal

So fast!

Are you really leaving?

Military orders are as heavy as mountains. He is a soldier and has no choice.

"Okay." Zhang Qingjun reluctantly let go of Shen Roujiao's hand. He followed Wu Yi and Zhang Qingjie out of the tent without looking back.

"Brother Qingjun." Shen Roujiao looked at the disappearing figure and called out. Zhou Huaiyue's heart felt like it was hit by a huge rock, and a crack appeared somewhere, revealing a sour feeling. He silently let go of his hand.

Shen Roujiao raised her eyes and looked at Zhou Huaiyue deeply. Without saying a word, she quickly chased after him, leaving him standing there like a pampered and abandoned puppy. Suddenly, everyone turned around and left.

"Brother Qingjun." Shen Roujiao finally caught up with him at the exit.

"Haha." Zhang Qingjun looked at her face and smiled bitterly. He took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and said lightly: "Shen Roujiao, my train is at 2:00 tomorrow afternoon. I have to leave."

"I'll take you there." She had promised him.

"Okay. See you tomorrow." Zhang Qingjun clearly wanted to smile at her again, but he just couldn't.

Sadness welled up in his eyes, but he was still forcing a smile on his face. Shen Roujiao wanted to comfort him, but she didn't know where to start. They were friends, right?

She knew clearly that the heartbeat that flashed across her mind at certain moments was not love, but just the appreciation and throbbing at a specific moment.

Shen Roujiao, who was cheated to death by a scumbag in her previous life, appears to be unyielding and strong on the surface, but in fact she is extremely insecure inside. The reliable and responsible Zhang Qingjun can always give her enough sense of security. He is like a wall, blocking her and becoming her solid barrier.

This kind of feeling would make Shen Roujiao's heart beat uncontrollably, that's all.

"See you tomorrow!"

Zhang Qingjun still couldn't laugh. He turned around, waved to Shen Roujiao with his back to her, and looked at her again before getting into the car. Then the dust raised by the car blurred his vision.

…

The prescription for the special medicine was spread like snowflakes throughout the city and county hospitals, and the usage of the several medicines on the prescription increased dramatically.

Fortunately, when Zhang Qingjun went to Mr. Cui's store in the county city to buy medicine, one of the 18 bodyguards followed him. The prescription was effective, and after Mr. Cui discussed with the county head, he began to stockpile medicine on a large scale. Timely decisions ensured sufficient use of medicinal materials.

Zhou Huaiyue and Shen Roujiao were busy in the medicine decoction area the whole afternoon, each of them busy with their own things, without communicating with each other the whole time. But in the morning they were still talking and laughing, calling each other "master" and "disciple", a scene of deep affection between master and apprentice.

"Brother Wang, what happened to them? They were fine this morning." Sister Li, who was decocting medicine, squatted beside the uncle who was fanning the fire on the medicine stove.

"Hush, keep your voice down." Brother Wang glanced at the frustrated Shen Roujiao, "She was scolded by her master. She cried because of the scolding." He saw the little girl wiping her tears while walking, looking very pitiful.

Sister Li moved closer and lowered her voice to the lowest level, "Master Zhou is so fierce, I thought he liked Xiao Shen, the way he looks at her is different."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Xiao Shen's target was that soldier." Brother Wang looked at Zhou Huaiyue, who had a serious face, and whispered, "He was very fierce. He didn't say a word the whole afternoon, and he didn't call anyone when he was checking the weight of the medicine. Xiao Shen didn't go over, so I asked Lao Du to help in the end."

"Really. Oh, that soldier is good, he's strict with everyone except Xiao Shen. He's handsome and good at coaxing people. I saw him always secretly stuffing his balls into Xiao Shen. What a good guy, they're pretty good..." Sister Li's elbow was hit hard, "Brother Wang, you hit me..."

The black shadow behind her covered the light above her head. Zhou Huaiyue's cold and gloomy face was staring at her. Sister Li tightened her neck, swallowed nervously, pursed her lips into a straight line, squatted and moved to the side, keeping a distance from Brother Wang.

After the patient took the second dose of soup, the high fever and headache disappeared, and his spirits also improved. His food needs increased, and rice soup, steamed buns, pickled vegetables and other supplies were delivered continuously.

Children's laughter could be heard in the epidemic area, and all signs began to improve.

After finishing her work, Shen Roujiao returned to the tent. There was no one inside, not even Wu Yi and Zhou Huaiyue. She lay down and thought about how to talk to Master Zhou. She had to go to the train station to see Zhang Qingjun off tomorrow, and she really didn't want to make him angry again.

I didn't come up with any results and fell asleep after a while.

At the invitation of Director Sun, Zhou Huaiyue shared with them his experience of learning medicine since childhood, memorizing the properties of soup recipes, studying Chinese medicine books, and growing rapidly under the guidance of his grandparents. He was soon able to identify the more difficult pulses such as the moist pulse and the pierced pulse, showing an amazing talent for learning medicine. When Director Sun asked about his work unit, everyone realized that he was not even a doctor, but a traveling doctor with neither medical qualifications nor a work unit.

"Canghai Yuzhu, come to our unit. Our provincial hospital will arrange the best job allowance for you." Director Sun wanted to receive him to the provincial hospital immediately.

But Zhou Huaiyue kept shaking his head.

The other doctors formed a circle and tried to persuade him again and again, but Zhou Huaiyue remained unmoved until Wu Yi showed up in time to rescue him. When they returned to the tent, Shen Roujiao was already fast asleep.

Zhou Huaiyue lay down in his clothes and remained silent. When Secretary Wu thought he was asleep, he suddenly asked, "Am I really that fierce?"

?

"Well, she is a little girl after all, don't scold her too harshly, she is afraid of you." He was definitely fierce, otherwise, how could Shen Roujiao, who was brave as a rock, be scolded to tears? In fact, there was another half sentence that Secretary Wu didn't say, because that half sentence was: Qingjun, that kid, was fierce to everyone, but not fiercer than her, and he was also very good at coaxing people.

Wu Yi put his hands under his head. The scene of the three of them struggling in the tent during the day was a little funny when he thought about it carefully. But if, if Qingjun didn't leave, it would be hard to say. With his doting spirit, maybe Zhou Huaiyue really wasn't his match.

"Where can I find boiled eggs?" Zhou Huaiyue asked again.

......

Originally, Zhou Huaiyue had been thinking about his apology for the whole day, but he didn't have the chance to say it last night. When he was dispensing medicine the next day, Shen Roujiao didn't hide very far away. She followed Zhou Huaiyue listlessly, trying to speak, but she couldn't open her mouth.

"What do you want to say?" Zhou Huaiyue, who was used to speaking in a cold voice, tried to be gentler, but failed in a second.

"Master, that, that..." He was interrupted by the master while hesitating.

"He's leaving?" Zhou Huaiyue asked. 'He' was Zhang Qingjun, everyone knew it.

"Well, I guess..." interrupted again.

"What time do you leave?" he asked carefully.

"Let's finish lunch." Wu suspected that this was what Zhang Qingjie had discussed yesterday.

"I'm going too." Zhou Huaiyue looked at Shen Roujiao suddenly, trying to see the expression on her face clearly.

Shen Roujiao didn't have time to hide the shock in her pupils. She opened her mouth in an "Ah!" expression, frowned awkwardly, and called out again awkwardly, "Master." She meant that she didn't want him to go.

Zhou Huaiyue snorted coldly, "I'll go too." There was no room for negotiation, he had to go.

Knowing that she couldn't persuade him, Shen Roujiao didn't say anything else.

"Here you go." Suddenly, Zhou Huaiyue stretched out his arm and handed her a warm egg.

Egg?! Shen Roujiao held the egg with body temperature in his hands for about half a minute, thinking: What task did Zhang Qingjun leave for him? ?

In fact, it was not very decent to steal eggs from Lu Qinglan. The mayor was so busy that he often didn't have time to eat, so the driver brought him two eggs every day to supplement his nutrition. As a result, one of them ended up in her stomach.

It would be fine if Zhang Qingjun robbed it, it would only take a few days; but how come Zhou Huaiyue also learned it?

"What? You don't like what I give you." Damn it, the words came out with a gun and a stick again. Zhou Huaiyue felt that he might not be able to speak properly.

"No way, the food given by the master must be delicious." Shen Roujiao is the kind of person who would retreat if given a step, and she never takes advantage of her favor to be arrogant.

"I'll peel it for you." He took it from her hand again, knocked it on the iron weight used to weigh medicine, and carefully peeled off piece of eggshell after piece, and handed it to Shen Roujiao.

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Holding the egg, Shen Roujiao chewed it while thinking to herself: Why is the master not normal? The 'gentle' kind of abnormal.

Zhou Huaiyue threw the eggshell into a pile of medicine residue, sat back in front of the medicine stove, looked at Shen Roujiao chewing food like a little rabbit, and said softly: "I'm sorry, I won't hurt you again in the future."

"!"

Oh my God, the aloof master actually apologized to her. Why did she feel so flattered? Zhou Huaiyue is so nice.

......

In the car, Director Zhang, who was sitting in the back seat, turned his gaze from the moving scenery outside the window to his son who was standing next to him without saying a word: "Are you so reluctant to leave? Are you really going to be a deserter?"

The news of departure tomorrow was given three days ago, and Wu Yi had also told Zhang Qingjun, but his family waited and waited, but he never came back, so Director Zhang had to come in person to arrest the man.

"I won't be a deserter. I want to see her fall asleep before I leave."

Only when she fell asleep, he didn't need to hide the passionate love in his eyes, and he used his eyes to describe her appearance over and over again, engraving it in the deepest part of his heart. Then he walked away quietly, in the dark night, no longer pretending to be strong, and could reveal his sorrow to the moon.

Zhang's father said earnestly: "A man should build a career first, and then care about love and affection." He patted his son's hand on his knee.

I still remember that on the first day Zhang Qingjun put on his military uniform, he said to me that his ambition was to become a general. From my great-grandfather, grandfather, grandfather, and father, the Zhang family had never had a general. Zhang Qingjun was determined to become a soldier and make military achievements, and become the first general in the Zhang family.

With this goal in mind, he knew his son had been working very hard. Zhang Qingjun was suited to being a soldier. He was courageous and resourceful, and he dared to fight and work hard. As a father, he believed that he would succeed.

Their Zhang family will definitely produce a general, whose name is: Zhang Qingjun.

......

The car was speeding on the road back to the city. Outside the car window, the green trees, fields, and mountains were rapidly receding, blurring into dazzling lines and disappearing in the wilderness, and the distance between me and my beloved was getting farther and farther.

Zhang Qingjun remained silent throughout the journey. When the car drove into the county town, he pointed to the largest supply and marketing cooperative in Benyuan County and said to the driver: "Uncle Wang, please pull over in front."

"Squeak--" After a series of brake sounds, he walked into the store with his long legs.

Uncle Wang, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked at Zhang Qingjun's back and turned to the back seat and said, "Old Zhang, I think this guy is serious. His eyes were red just now, and he was holding back his tears. It made me feel bad. Who didn't have someone to care about when they were young? After two years, he still feels unhappy when he comes back."

"It's cold, it means we are not destined to be together. The girl has someone else in her heart, so it's not his turn to stay. My son knows it very well."