Then, everyone's eyes fell on Xu Qingqing.
What she said just now was refuted within a minute. Didn't she say that she had skipped training? Isn't she back now?
The female soldiers around were stunned at first, then they couldn't help but burst out laughing, and exchanged meaningful looks with each other.
The look in her eyes seemed to be saying: It's all jealousy that's causing all this trouble. The sourness in Xu Qingqing's words was too obvious.
Fortunately, they did not agree with Xu Qingqing, otherwise they would have been slapped in the face.
When Xu Qingqing saw this, she immediately realized that they were making fun of her. Her face turned red all of a sudden. She felt ashamed and annoyed. She wished she could find a hole to crawl into. She regretted it so much in her heart.
If she had waited two more minutes to speak, her face would have been smashed!
Meng Anyao rolled her eyes at her, silently cursed her as "idiot" in her heart, and was too lazy to pay attention to her.
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The infirmary was exceptionally quiet, so quiet that the only sound that could be heard was Jiang Xiachu's weak breathing.
She was pale, lying on the hospital bed, and spoke weakly: "What's wrong with me? Why don't I have any strength at all..."
Wei Zhao stood by the window, staring at Jiang Xiachu, his face full of heartache, and couldn't help but sigh.
He just examined Jiang Xiachu.
Looking at the thermometer on the table, Wei Zhao couldn't help but sigh, shaking his head and answering, "You have a fever, more than 39 degrees. I'm afraid you caught a cold last night."
"With such a high body temperature, you were able to train for such a long time. The wind blew and your whole body became cold. Your condition must have worsened. How could you not take care of your body?"
Wei Zhao sighed as he spoke, arranging the medical supplies on the table.
"Give me an IV."
Jiang Xiachu nodded and lay weakly on the hospital bed. His eyes looked a little empty, perhaps because he had been having a fever for too long.
She looked up at the ceiling, her thoughts having drifted away.
Ever since she had that dream yesterday, she has been in a trance, thinking only of her daughter. The lovely image of Suisui kept appearing in her mind.
Whenever I think of Sui Sui, her every frown and smile seems to be right in front of me. When I lose focus, I don’t care about my worsening physical condition.
After organizing all the medicines, Wei Zhao gently picked up the infusion tube and looked at Jiang Xiachu's slender wrist, his heart inexplicably tightening.
He carefully gave Jiang Xiachu an injection, and after watching the infusion, he moved a stool and sat down aside, quietly watching over her by the bed.
Jiang Xiachu's thoughts were in a mess. He kept looking at the snow-white ceiling and didn't notice the person next to him at all.
After a long while, when she had almost finished half the bottle of medicine, she came to her senses and turned around to see Wei Zhao still sitting beside her, looking at her seriously.
Jiang Xiachu looked at him and couldn't help but reveal a hint of doubt in his eyes.
In Wei Zhao's deep eyes, she suddenly saw her own shadow, which made her heart tremble inexplicably, and she always felt that something was wrong.
She coughed twice and asked, "Why are you still sitting here?"
Wei Zhao raised his eyebrows, and asked in a slightly calm voice: "I am a military doctor. If I am not in the infirmary, where should I be?"
After hearing what Wei Zhao said, Jiang Xiachu felt inexplicably relieved.
It seems that she is narcissistic. As long as she is not staying here because of her, it will be fine. Otherwise, she will always feel weird.
The next second...
Wei Zhao looked at her relieved expression, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his smile gentle, and he said softly: "Chu Chu, do you know? From the first time I saw you, I paid attention to you, every time..."
When Jiang Xiachu heard this, he felt his scalp tingling instantly. He frowned and stretched out his other hand that was not receiving the IV drip and blocked it in front of himself, "Stop!"
She shuddered and spoke with all her strength, blocking whatever Wei Zhao wanted to say.
As soon as I saw his affectionate eyes, I knew what he wanted to say without having to guess.
She hasn't even dealt with Lu Huaiyan yet, and now with Wei Zhao coming, she really can't handle it.
And this is in the army, not at home.
She shook her head. “I know what you want to say, but don’t say it yet. Now is not the time to think about it.”
"First, I don't want to be in a relationship, whether it's you or Jiang Lin."
When she first joined the art troupe, all she thought about was improving herself. She focused on training and performances and had no time to think about anything else.
Just at this moment, Jiang Lin happened to walk to the door of the infirmary, and even more coincidentally, he heard Jiang Xiachu's words.
He paused for a moment, then strode in again, raised the corners of his lips and smiled teasingly: "Why am I so unlucky today? I was accidentally injured before I even came in. It seems that I came at a bad time."
As he spoke, Jiang Lin raised his hand and covered his chest, looking as if he was seriously injured.
With his joke, the originally awkward and solemn atmosphere suddenly became relaxed, and Jiang Xiachu was also amused and raised the corner of his lips, "Don't tease me anymore."
Knowing that Jiang Lin was joking, Jiang Xiachu didn't feel any psychological pressure.
After all, when she went out to dinner with him a few days ago, she had made everything clear and told him clearly that she didn't want to be in a relationship.
Jiang Lin walked into the room with a smile, looked at Jiang Xiachu with concern, and asked, "How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"
Jiang Xiachu was still a little weak, but his complexion had recovered a little. At least he looked more healthy and not as pale as he had been in the morning.
She smiled and nodded, "Much better, but still a little weak. I'll be fine after resting for a while."
Jiang Lin nodded, put the things in his hand on the table, and said with a smile: "Okay, then you have a good rest. I have to go back to training soon. I can't stay for long. I brought you some fruit. When you have recovered some strength, eat some. It's good for your body."
Jiang Xiachu glanced at the small fruit basket on the table and quickly waved her hand to refuse, but was interrupted by Jiang Lin, "Don't be polite with me. I told you last time that we are friends."
"I'm going back to training first. You should get some good sleep." After saying that, Jiang Lin turned around and left without giving Jiang Xiachu any chance to refuse.
Jiang Xiachu looked at his back as he left and sighed helplessly.
Jiang Lin was so enthusiastic that she couldn't refuse.
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Lying on the hospital bed, Jiang Xiachu slept for a while in a daze, but for some reason, she always had some nonsensical and intermittent dreams, which made her unable to sleep well and she kept waking up.
After receiving two bottles of fluid, she felt that her body was indeed better. Although she was still a little weak, she couldn't lie down because she thought about the delay in training. She supported herself on the bed with her hands and leaned against the headboard.
Wei Zhao looked at her and immediately understood her intention.
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