Chapter 57 Xia Fanxing retching was seen by Xie Jingchen.
Liu Neng had actually been persuaded, but he didn't want to agree to Qiao Feitian's request so quickly.
He deliberately frowned deeply and thought for a while before reluctantly saying, "Anyway, you've already taken the report, do I have any other choice? Even if I don't want to agree, I have to."
Qiao Fei smiled sweetly and nudged Liu Neng with her shoulder, "Look at how stingy you are! Don't worry, this is definitely a win-win situation. Just wait and you'll become famous throughout the army."
After the two reached an agreement, Qiao Feitian took away five sheets of paper as a report.
Liu Neng stood there and reviewed the whole incident from beginning to end.
His conclusion was: there was no problem.
Giving it to Qiao Feitian would indeed bring more, greater, and more certain benefits than handing it over personally.
"Damn it, that woman is really cunning." Liu Neng laughed and cursed, shaking his head as he walked away.
After the two had disappeared from sight, a thin figure emerged shakily from the storage room.
Li Zhengjie was tidying up tools in the storage room when he was unexpectedly forced to overhear such a shocking conspiracy.
If he were a normal person, he would definitely report them to the leaders of the regimental hospital and the broadcasting station, so that Qiao Feitian and Liu Neng, those two shameless villains, would receive the punishment they deserve.
Return the report that belonged to the comrade named "Xia Fanxing" to her.
But he's not a normal person.
He was a convict, and he had been sent down to the Production and Construction Corps.
He did the dirtiest, most tiring, and most dangerous work in the regiment. For example, now that there is a surge in disease, he was sent to the most "dangerous" frontline hospital to clean up.
"Cough cough!" Li Zhengjie covered his mouth and nose with his arm and coughed violently twice, finally feeling a little better.
He was a sinner; he had to endure even the urge to cough when he felt unwell.
You can only cough a couple of times when you absolutely can't take it anymore, otherwise you'll be beaten or scolded, and openly and legitimately disliked.
Li Zhengjie walked out.
He kept his head down and his back hunched over, trying to minimize his presence.
He pretended he hadn't heard or seen anything.
I'm sorry, Comrade Xia Fanxing.
He himself was already living on thin ice, trembling with fear, terrified that he would wake up one day to be arrested and dealt with.
He simply didn't have the energy or the willpower to consider others anymore.
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Three days later, the sun shone brightly in the morning.
The workers of the agricultural company were working hard to repair the irrigation canal, and Xia Fanxing sat nearby in a sheltered spot watching them.
She was fully equipped with a hat, scarf, gloves, and a glass bottle of woolen hand warmers, and in her pocket was a boiled egg that everyone had chipped in for her.
If Xia Fanxing was kind to everyone when she first arrived, it was because she wanted to obtain the status and benefits of a sanitation worker and win the hearts of the people.
After spending more than a month together, she has come to genuinely hope that everyone is healthy and free from illness and disaster.
Sincerity begets sincerity.
Sometimes, getting along with others is that simple.
Company Commander Zhang Renmin suddenly walked over.
He first greeted Xia Fanxing with a smile and asked about her well-being before saying that someone was looking for her.
Xia Fanxing went over to take a look and, sure enough, it was Xie Jingchen.
Xie Jingchen was dressed in a crisp military uniform, holding a small iron box in his hand.
When he saw Xia Fanxing, his gaze fell directly on her neck.
But because of the scarf, he couldn't see what was inside.
"Let me take a look at your injury." Xie Jingchen opened the small tin box, inside which was a small bottle of ointment and several individually wrapped gauze pads.
He said, "This is a wound medicine specially supplied by the military. It has a very good effect on reducing inflammation and promoting tissue regeneration, and it will not leave scars."
Xia Fanxing knew that there were differences even among the medicines specially supplied to the military.
Medicines with such effects are rare and extremely precious.
She declined, saying, "This is too valuable, I can't accept it. You should keep it; you might get hurt someday."
“My injury is nothing to worry about,” Xie Jingchen said firmly, his eyes seeming to burn as he looked at her. “But if you have a scar on your neck—”
I will always blame myself for not being able to protect you faster that day.
Xie Jingchen did not finish his sentence.
He kept the second half of his sentence to himself.
But Xia Fanxing could vaguely guess what Xie Jingchen would be followed by.
Her heart trembled slightly, a faint sweetness flowing through her heart.
She suddenly took the small tin box, a smile playing on her lips, and said, "Alright then, I'll take it."
But as she took the small iron box, Xia Fanxing noticed a slightly deep cut on Xie Jingchen's palm.
She could tell at a glance that he must have been cut when he subdued the middle-aged man and removed the knife that day.
“Let’s use it together.” Xia Fanxing immediately twisted open the ointment and was about to squeeze it onto Xie Jingchen’s palm wound.
Xie Jingchen withdrew his hand. "It's almost done, it's alright."
"Xie Jingchen!" Xia Fanxing puffed out her cheeks in anger, put her hands on her hips and glared at him. "If you don't use it this time, don't ever send me anything again, and I won't send you anything either. We'll break off all ties from now on and never see each other again!"
This was the first time Xia Fanxing had called Xie Jingchen by his full name.
It was also the first time Xie Jingchen had ever seen her lose her temper.
It has a feeling that is both novel and cute.
Having said all that, what else could he do?
I had no choice but to obediently extend my hand to apply the medicine.
As the ointment was almost finished being applied, a faint scent wafted into Xia Fanxing's nose—
It was the faint smell of sweat on Xie Jingchen's body, mixed with the scent of Gobi Desert winds and sand, and a unique masculine scent that belonged only to him.
The familiar smell instantly transported Xia Fanxing back to that night more than two months ago.
Before she could think any further, a sudden wave of nausea rose in her throat.
Xia Fanxing abruptly released Xie Jingchen's hand, turned around, covered her mouth, and began to gag.
Her face quickly turned pale.
"What's wrong with you?" Xie Jingchen immediately stepped forward, trying to support her swaying body.
But mindful of the differences between men and women, he stubbornly kept his hand suspended in mid-air.
Xia Fanxing took a deep breath, waved her hand behind her back, and suppressed her discomfort, saying, "...It's nothing, I'm just a little upset because I've been too tired these past few days."
But she knew very well that this was not due to fatigue, but rather a normal pregnancy reaction.
Perhaps it was Xie Jingchen's scent that excited their children.
Xie Jingchen frowned and said very seriously, "These are special times, and you're always treating other people's illnesses and injuries. Did you accidentally get infected? Xia Fanxing, you must come with me to the regimental hospital this time."
Xia Fanxing's heart skipped a beat, and she avoided his probing gaze. "I'm really fine, I just need to rest. It's also possible that I'm not used to the smell of the special medicine."
Although Xie Jingchen has dissolved his engagement with Qiao Feitian, Xia Fanxing still lacks conclusive evidence to prove that she was "the one from that night".
So she decided to hold back for the time being.
The truth will come out after the child is born.
Xie Jingchen was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Have you been like this ever since that day?"
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