Chapter 139 I don’t know the name of Xiao Shuo’s sweetheart



Ji Qingzhou took out the nutritional supplements he had prepared last night from the supplies and poured her a glass of spiritual spring water.

"Drink some water first to calm down. There are some nutritional supplements here, probably enough for a few days. Everyone come and take a pack."

The nutrient supplements were distributed to everyone, and everyone went back to their own business.

"Thank you, Captain, you're back!"

Someone shouted outside the tent, and then there was a noisy sound coming from inside.

Ji Qingzhou's heart moved, and the expression on his face finally became a little lively.

She put down what she was holding, her eyes bright as usual.

There was rain in the dark sky, and when they looked up they could see no stars.

Only the lights in the camp and the torches held by the guards emitted faint light, guiding the dead souls home.

Led by Xie Yanbei and Shen Huaizhi, all those who went to clean up the battlefield carried the bodies of their former comrades.

They walked step by step, leaving traces in the rainy night.

The bright light from the torches looked like a path paved to summon souls.

There was no sadness on their faces, just like they had fought side by side countless times in the past.

The rain washed away the mud on their bodies, and all the people who had gone out to greet them stopped at this moment.

No one dared to go forward, for fear of disturbing the hero on his way home.

Ji Qingzhou and Dr. Peng were the first to come to their senses and hurried to answer it.

"Qingzhou, go check on the injured first. If anyone can be saved, perform surgery first."

Soon a large number of medical staff rushed over, and the originally lifeless camp became noisy again.

The guards brought in light cords and added dim lights to several locations, making the outside of the medical staff tent brightly lit.

After a period of chaos, Xie Yanbei and Shen Huaizhi came out of Chief of Staff Liu's tent after reporting the situation.

Several days of hard work made the two men look terrible. Xie Yanbei's eyes were red and there was a large dark spot under his eyes.

They stood at the highest point in the camp, looking in the direction where Xiao Shuo sacrificed himself.

Ji Qingzhou felt like there was something stuck in his throat and he couldn't say many things.

The two people were silent, and at this moment, it seemed that it was better than a thousand words.

Their victory was something worth celebrating, but the cost of this war was too high.

They dare not neglect the peace that was gained at the cost of countless family tragedies.

Ji Qingzhou was a little confused. Was this war a plot arrangement or an inevitable fate?

She hesitated for a moment but still walked over.

"A Yan, Brother Shen, I know you're feeling bad right now, but if Xiao Shuo were here, he definitely wouldn't want to see you like this."

Ji Qingzhou was a little worried. She was really not someone who could comfort others.

But seeing Xie Yanbei and Shen Huaizhi in this state, she couldn't just do nothing.

"I can't say they died for a good cause, but war means sacrifices, and those who survive always have to look after the future. Perhaps Xiao Shuo still has unfulfilled wishes that he hopes we can fulfill for him."

Ji Qingzhou's words reminded the two people.

There was indeed a girl mentioned in his letter, but her name happened to be missing.

How can they find his sweetheart in this vast sea of people?

"I originally thought that the three of us would fight side by side forever. Even though we had already prepared for life and death separation, I never thought that he would be the first to leave."

Xie Yanbei's voice was indescribably complex.

His gaze passed through the distant hills and looked at people who did not exist.

He has known Shen Huaizhi and Xiao Shuo since he first joined the army.

Over the years, even though they are not biological brothers, they have long regarded each other as close friends.

Xiao Shuo is the youngest among the three of them. He often says that the two of them are too old-fashioned and their methods in fighting are too aggressive.

Xie Yanbei thought about sacrificing himself, but in the end, the one who is left behind in this world is the one who suffers the most.

Ji Qingzhou didn't know what to say, so he could only pat him on the back gently.

In the rain, the backs of the three of them looked like a painting.

Standing there and looking into the distance, I wonder who I am waiting for to return.

The cold wind blew, and Xie Yanbei and Shen Huaizhi seemed to have lost their sense of touch.

Let the rain wash over every part of their bodies, along with the pain in their hearts, and bring it to the people they care about.

I don’t know how much time has passed, Ji Qingzhou even has some doubts whether the rain can ever stop.

Seeing the two people staggering, she had to speak even though she didn't want to disturb them.

"Ayan, Brother Shen, even if you punish yourselves in this way, the dead can't come back. Come with me first to bandage your wounds."

Xiao Shuo’s sacrifice is certainly heartbreaking, but the extreme way in which the two of them miss each other is indeed worrying.

Especially since both of them were already injured, if they continued like this, they would not be able to hold on for much longer.

If they develop a high fever due to being caught in the rain, and their wounds become infected due to the high temperature, I'm afraid they will all lose their lives.

Dr. Peng came over from a distance holding an umbrella.

He was old and walked unsteadily, especially on rainy days when the path was muddy.

"Yanbei, Huaizhi, I understand how you feel. I was also on the battlefield back then. I watched my former companions sacrifice themselves. I was a doctor, but I couldn't save them. I feel this sense of helplessness."

The two men's expressions finally relaxed a little. They didn't want to punish themselves.

However, the fact that they were unable to find Xiao Shuo's body this time became a common knot in their hearts.

The boy usually pays most attention to his image. When he finally gets a chance to go out, he dresses himself up like a peacock.

Regardless of whether he is unrecognizable or not, even his body is difficult to find. As brothers in normal times, Xie Yanbei and Shen Huaizhi are holding a grudge in their hearts.

"You may feel bad, but you must save your energy and remember this feeling. If anyone dares to attack us again, use this energy to beat them back and make them never dare to come again. Only then will Xiao Shuo's sacrifice be meaningful."

Dr. Peng's hair was a little gray on both sides, but his voice was strong and powerful.

With the sound of rain, Ji Qingzhou's body was almost unable to hold on.

The two were finally moved and willing to follow them back.

Ji Qingzhou was delighted and immediately held Xie Yanbei's arm with one hand.

In the tent, the medical staff were still busy. The wounds of a large number of wounded had been bandaged, and they finally had some time to relax and drink some water.

"Take off your clothes first, I'll get some disinfectant cotton balls."

Ji Qingzhou brought stools for Xie Yanbei and Shen Huaizhi, and Dr. Peng poured hot water for them.

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