13 Injury Leave
◎Injury is not as important as taking a vacation◎
She was better off than the others. Her leg bones were severely broken, so she couldn't limp like other students with injured legs, but at least she could still crawl.
The armed student who was attacked first had a cut on his back, and it seemed that his bones were injured. He lay straight on the ground with his face twisted, unable to move.
Yan Xunzhi glanced at her, feeling lucky that he wasn't injured in this way. This posture was uncomfortable...
Halfway up, she suddenly felt the light behind her flicker, sometimes brighter and sometimes lighter. She turned around and saw Kong Wei following her almost silently, wearing military boots. The slight sound of his landing was drowned out by the murmurs and wails of the other students.
She took off her helmet, but the mask was still on. Only her soft eyes could be seen, with stars in her pupils dotted with smiles.
Yan Xunzhi took a look and continued to climb out with a normal expression.
She couldn't see in front of others because of the helmet, and she was used to being embarrassed in front of Instructor Kong... She couldn't even keep a straight face in front of her, so she simply ignored it and continued to crawl out in a twisted posture.
Anyway, the first priority is to go down first.
Kong Wei followed her for a few steps and saw that Yan Xunzhi just felt that she was a little blocked by the light. She glanced back and continued to climb, ignoring her as if she was nothing. She couldn't help but curl her eyes.
He took a few steps and walked in front of her, "You are so anxious."
Absolutely! The sooner you go, the sooner you can get treatment!
Yan Xunzhi had a secret thought. This medicine was much more effective than the painkiller Canxing had received after surgery. She wondered how long it would last… She wanted to get the surgery done quickly while the drug was still effective, so that the anesthesia wouldn't hurt too much after the operation.
Kong Wei squatted down, reached out to her neck, and with a click, he pressed the device that fixed the helmet and took it off.
But the helmet could at least cover her up, and Yan Xunzhi was a little reluctant to take it off. She didn't want to crawl on the ground in public.
"The medical staff will be here soon." Kong Wei sensed her resistance and loosened his grip, not forcing her to take off her helmet. "The elevator has limited capacity. The one with the spinal injury must go down first. I'll carry you down then."
It turns out someone is here, not just leaving them here to fend for themselves.
Yan Xunzhi breathed a sigh of relief, muttered softly, "Why didn't you say it earlier?", and lay down.
Kong Wei touched her neck with amusement, "Who knew you weren't clear about the process, and you were so anxious and moved so fast. Before I could even say anything, you were gone."
"..." Yan Xunzhi suddenly jumped up, "...How can you hear me talking!"
Didn't she take off her helmet?
Kong Wei tilted his head and pointed at the communicator hanging on his ear, "Here. Of course we can communicate even if we take off the helmet, otherwise we will lose the connection if we are offline on the ground."
"You can see the display in the helmet. If the light goes out, it means you have disconnected the communicator and left the call."
“…”
Yan Xunzhi flipped around and found the spot where Kong Wei's light was indeed on. Zheng Qing'an and Cheng Lu, who had just carried her all the way here, both had their lights off. They must have gone down to the lower level and returned the ground equipment.
She lay on the ground and didn't want to move.
Kong Wei came over and took off her helmet. Yan Xunzhi didn't understand why she was so anxious to take off her equipment, and now she had to carry it down.
But she thought that she would be the one carrying him down soon anyway, and it wouldn't be her turn to take the helmet after it was removed, so she just let Instructor Kong go.
After taking off the helmet, he felt much more relaxed, and his breathing became smoother in an instant. Unfortunately, he still had the stuffy mask. Yan Xunzhi thought that since he had already entered the White Pagoda, there was no need to wear a mask. He reached out to take it off, but was held down by Kong Weiyi.
"Go down and pick them, there's still dust on top..."
The communicator flashed, as if someone was looking for her. Kong Wei was interrupted and stopped talking. She stood up while listening to the voice on the other end of the communicator.
She walked to the ladder, reached out, and pulled up a large bag of medical equipment.
Then, several heads emerged from the chimney. A medical officer, dressed in a white rescue suit, climbed up and sprayed his hands with a small bottle of disinfectant before going to Kong Wei to get some equipment.
Kong Wei seemed to be very familiar with the equipment. He took it and started to pack, disinfect and install it. He had already put up two folding stretchers.
"Hey, Instructor Kong, let me do it." The medical staff who had finished disinfection trotted over and took the glass tube that Kong Wei was about to insert.
When she came over, Kong Wei naturally let go, picked up two safety ropes from the platform on the side, and went to Yan Xunzhi to tie the ropes for her.
It was rare for her to see Kong Wei being disliked, so she couldn't help but tease him, "Instructor Kong, I don't believe you."
Kong Wei raised an eyebrow, "Every profession has its own expertise. I'm an outsider, so it's normal for me to be looked down upon."
She squatted down and let Yan Xunzhi climb up. She took out two auxiliary straps from the exoskeleton and tied her up tightly to prevent her from having no hands free to support herself when going down the ladder and falling headfirst.
Yan Xunzhi couldn't quite adapt to being so close to the instructor and felt it was weird. He was also tied tightly with auxiliary belts, so he could only move his neck and head as far away as possible.
Kong Wei felt her movement, tilted his head slightly, and glanced back out of the corner of his eye.
He seemed to want to say something but stopped himself and in the end said nothing.
After saying hello and checking that there was nothing going on around me, I put on my helmet and went to the ladder to tie the safety rope.
With the support of the exoskeleton, Kong Wei could hardly feel the person being carried, but he still slowed down and climbed down one step at a time.
My shoulder socket suddenly sank.
Yan Xunzhi was really tired of stretching her head. Seeing that she still had a long way to go to climb the ladder, she thought to herself that the instructor didn't care why she was being so pretentious... She found a comfortable place to put her head.
She paused to find a spot and rubbed against his shoulder twice, like a cat marking its scent.
Kong Wei curled his lips and continued to climb down. Suddenly, he heard Yan Xunzhi sigh, "It's a good thing you're wearing an exoskeleton."
"Hmm?" She was puzzled. "Why?"
Yan Xunzhi compared them with his eyes and was about to speak, but then felt that this might be a bit harsh, especially since the person in front of him was an instructor. He lingered on the tip of his tongue for a while, then tactfully shifted the blame to himself, "I'm stronger..."
She is indeed half a head taller than Kong Wei.
Kong Wei is not petite, and her height is quite tall among the guides, but she is a guide after all, so her frame is thinner and smaller than that of a sentry.
She hadn't felt it when Cheng Lu was carrying her, probably because her differentiation was that of a sentinel, but now that Kong Wei was on his back, she immediately felt the thinness. Even with the exoskeleton, it felt like a single force could break her.
Kong Wei certainly knew what she meant without having to say it explicitly.
The little kitten, who didn't even have any differentiation, was the first to complain about her. Instructor Kong felt a little jealous, "Stop pointing fingers at me."
After living for so many years and even having the nickname "Butcher", this was the first time she heard someone indirectly say that she was weak.
"Even without the exoskeleton, I could carry you easily."
This was not a good idea to confront, as it concerned the instructor's self-esteem. Yan Xunzhi blinked, pursed his lips obediently, and remained silent.
Knowing too much isn't a good thing. Kong Wei was troubled by the worm in her stomach. In her mind, refuting was just to maintain her self-esteem. No matter what she said, it was useless. She rolled her eyes secretly.
She is also regressing as she grows older.
Why bother arguing with a little brat who hasn't even differentiated himself and hasn't even stepped on the real ground?
Go down the stairs and take the elevator. When you return to the basement, there are more medical staff, all lined up at the door, picking up each student as they come out.
Yan Xunzhi was curious, but before he could ask, Kong Wei explained, "There are a lot of interferences on the ground. Even if you are not injured, your mental strength may be damaged. You just can't notice it. Over time, the problem will become serious. Therefore, you need to undergo a full body checkup when you return to the ground."
Yan Xunzhi said "oh" and watched the students being picked up in an orderly manner according to their numbers and then going into the storage warehouse to return the equipment.
Her exoskeleton was damaged on the ground, but she has not yet differentiated and has no authority to go to the ground, let alone use the exoskeleton, so this item cannot be successfully stored.
Kong Wei gave her instructor authority to apply for scrapping and returned the remaining helmet and communicator.
Then leave the storage warehouse and enter the cleaning warehouse.
The yellow sand on the ground is like mold during the rainy season; it can spread wildly even through the smallest crack. The Federation is determined to build a "pollution-free" underground city, with multi-story towers to reduce the ingress of yellow sand and a cleaning chamber to ensure that all returning personnel are cleaned and tested for sand before entering the underground city.
To put it bluntly, it means using every possible means to reduce the invasion and carrying of yellow sand through the gaps.
The effect is very significant, so it is implemented uniformly. All white towers in the federation must strictly follow the procedures and have surveillance cameras to monitor at all times.
After completing all the steps, Yan Xunzhi could finally lie down with her injured leg.
A medical worker was holding a video camera nearby. One of them asked about her injuries, where and how she got them, what treatment she had received, and how she was feeling. The other flipped the video open, quickly writing something down in a notebook.
When asked what treatment was being taken, Yan Xunzhi hesitated, tilted his head and looked for Kong Wei, "The one used..."
"Repair growth fluid." Kong Wei walked to the medical staff, "I injected it."
The medical officer paused for a moment, glanced at Kong Wei, and then wrote it down in the notebook.
Lying on a folding stretcher, she was carried away. Her legs were cool and painless, and she felt an unprecedented comfort.
Besides the relief of finally getting off the ground and back to a safe environment, there was also...
That’s right! Yan Xunzhi suddenly straightened up.
The medical officer nearby was startled, thinking she had some problem. Just as he was about to ask, he saw the student with the injured leg clinging to the stretcher and yelling at the instructor who had just brought her in, "Instructor Kong!"
"I'm injured. Can I get some injury leave so I can skip training until I'm healed?"
Kong Wei thought she suddenly called her for something... Look at her, it doesn't look like she had a broken leg.
Nodding, "Yes..."
But it doesn't mean they'll be healed until the injury is healed. The medical department will give a diagnosis, and if it's clear that they can continue training, they'll be able to return. If there's a shortage of personnel on the ground, they'll treat them more quickly. If there's a sufficient number of personnel, they can stay until they're almost healed.
But before she could finish her sentence, she saw the salted fish flapping its tail and continuing happily, "Then remember to inform my direct instructor! Don't mark it as an absence, or I'll have to make it up later!"
【Author’s words】
Kong Wei: ...Just think about not taking extra classes during the holidays.
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