Chapter 54 There is no distance between her and Xie Jingchen.
“This comrade is indeed skilled in medicine, I can vouch for that,” Xie Jingchen said.
His voice wasn't loud, but it brooked no argument: "Put down the knife first."
The middle-aged man seemed intimidated by Xie Jingchen's imposing presence, and his grip on the knife tightened instinctively.
Xia Fanxing frowned as her fair neck was immediately pressed by the woodcutter's knife, drawing blood. Bright red beads of blood seeped out.
Xie Jingchen's gaze suddenly turned frightening, but he quickly suppressed his emotions and softened his tone: "Brother, look, your son is already unconscious. If we delay any longer, things could get very bad. Just let her go and let her get treatment first. At least it will make your son feel a little better."
The middle-aged man was trembling all over. "I just want an order from the leadership. I want the regimental doctor to treat my son. Get them to issue the order!"
Seeing that he couldn't reason with the middle-aged man, Xie Jingchen looked at Xia Fanxing.
The moment their eyes met, it was as if they were communicating without words.
Xia Fanxing blinked very slightly, indicating that she was alright.
He glanced down at the same time, implying that the middle-aged man was not a real thug.
Xie Jingchen nodded almost imperceptibly, indicating that he understood.
This tacit understanding seems innate, requiring no words.
“I understand how you feel as a father,” Xie Jingchen said calmly, moving slowly forward. “But the regimental hospital really can’t spare any manpower. Since there are doctors available right now, why don’t you give it a try? What if it works?”
The middle-aged man's hand loosened slightly.
Xia Fanxing felt the pressure on her neck lessen.
Just then, the little boy, who was in a coma, suddenly started coughing violently, his face turning red.
The middle-aged man subconsciously glanced at his son, and his grip on the knife loosened slightly.
At that moment, Xia Fanxing and Xie Jingchen acted simultaneously.
Xia Fanxing suddenly crouched down, breaking free from the control.
Almost simultaneously, Xie Jingchen pounced forward like a cheetah, but instead of attacking the middle-aged man, he precisely grabbed the man's wrist holding the knife, twisted it with a clever move, and disarmed him.
He then shielded Xia Fanxing with his body and quickly led her away from the danger zone.
The whole process was smooth and seamless, as if it had been rehearsed countless times.
After retreating to a safe distance, Xie Jingchen immediately checked Xia Fanxing's injuries.
He instinctively reached out to touch the bloodstains on the side of her neck, but stopped mid-air, clenching his fist loosely before pulling it back.
He frowned and asked cautiously, "Does it hurt?"
Xia Fanxing shook her head, glancing at the two people's current state out of the corner of her eye.
At this moment, there was no distance between the two of them.
Xie Jingchen's arms were tightly wrapped around her shoulders, and she was nestled in his broad embrace.
Even through the military overcoat, she could almost hear his strong, powerful heartbeat.
Her cheeks flushed slightly.
Xie Jingchen then realized how inappropriate his behavior was and quickly let go and took a step back.
But when his arms were empty again, he felt an indescribable sense of loneliness.
"I'm fine, just some superficial injuries," Xia Fanxing said softly. "That guy..."
Xie Jingchen looked at the middle-aged man who had already been restrained.
The middle-aged man did not struggle; he simply gazed in his son's direction and wept silently.
"Let him go," Xia Fanxing said to the security guard. "He didn't really want to hurt me."
The security personnel hesitated and looked at Xie Jingchen.
After Xie Jingchen nodded, they released the middle-aged man.
Xia Fanxing checked on the little boy's condition and said with a serious expression, "Acute pneumonia, it must be treated immediately."
She took out silver needles from her handbag, sterilized them with a match, and then applied the needles with skillful and steady technique.
When the middle-aged man saw that Xia Fanxing truly possessed medical skills and was doing her utmost to save his son despite past grievances, he couldn't help but choke up, kneel down before her, and weep bitterly.
Xie Jingchen stood to the side, his gaze never leaving Xia Fanxing.
He looked at her focused profile, at her slender yet firm fingers, and at the bright red bloodstain on her neck.
Xia Fanxing... seems to be even kinder than he imagined.
Xie Jingchen's heart seemed to skip a beat.
After the acupuncture treatment, the child's breathing finally stabilized, and his complexion improved significantly.
Xia Fanxing breathed a sigh of relief and instructed the middle-aged man, "Take him home and get some rest. He should stay calm next time something happens."
"Thank you, doctor..." The middle-aged man picked up the child and bowed repeatedly.
Xia Fanxing smiled faintly.
Because she had been squatting for a long time, she swayed when she stood up.
The strong arm of the man beside her caught her in time.
“You need to treat your wounds and rest,” Xie Jingchen said in a deep voice. “I’ll take you to the regimental hospital.”
Xia Fanxing shook her head, "You know the situation at the hospital right now. I can handle it myself, so I won't go and cause trouble."
"No," Xie Jingchen insisted.
Even if the regimental hospital is currently lacking in medical resources, it is still better than Xia Fanxing's personal medical resources!
But soon his bodyguard ran over and whispered in his ear about the emergency situation in the unit.
Xie Jingchen frowned and looked up at Xia Fanxing.
Xia Fanxing immediately understood and advised, "Go ahead and do your work. Military matters are more important. I'm fine."
Xie Jingchen hesitated, but eventually left with his bodyguard.
Halfway there, he couldn't help but turn back and saw Xia Fanxing's small figure slowly walking back alone.
He pursed his lips tightly.
When he thought of the bloodstains on Xia Fanxing's neck, his brows furrowed even deeper, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.
There seems to be a slight, dull pain in my chest.
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After giving her wounds a quick treatment, Xia Fanxing entered the office of the regimental hospital.
"Hello comrade, this is a report I have compiled regarding this outbreak of disease. Please make sure to pass it on to the leadership." Xia Fanxing presented the report with both hands.
"Understood." The clerk didn't even glance at her, casually took the papers, and placed them on the table covered with messy papers.
Xia Fanxing frowned slightly as she looked at the clerk's messy desk.
She just wanted to keep a low profile, not to be ignored.
Given the clerk's casual attitude and the documents scattered everywhere, her report might disappear before the supervisor even sees it!
“Comrade,” Xia Fanxing spoke again, “I have done a lot of research, and many of my colleagues and I have personally experienced the solutions in this report and confirmed that they are useful. Please pass them on to the hospital leadership; they might be of some help in dealing with this outbreak.”
The clerk waved his hand impatiently, as if swatting away a mosquito, "Alright, alright, just leave it here. The boss is busy right now and doesn't have time, but he'll look at it when he has time."
Xia Fanxing hesitated, but ultimately said nothing more.
She had previously tidied up five sheets of reports that had been scattered due to the clerk's carelessness, and placed them neatly on top of the pile of documents awaiting processing.
"Thank you for your trouble, comrade." Before leaving, Xia Fanxing bowed to the clerk.
The clerk remained unmoved, busy with his own tasks.
After Xia Fanxing left, the clerk, who hadn't looked up the whole time, finally glanced at her back and rolled his eyes dramatically.
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