Article 235 Dongshu (Revised)
The snow stopped in the afternoon.
After Yun Zhao woke up, the discomfort of his sore throat had completely disappeared, and his voice was no longer hoarse.
Yes, he was almost fully recovered when he returned to the base.
You'll be perfectly fine without being hospitalized.
The communicator received a bunch of messages.
Presumably not wanting to disturb her recovery, none of the Zero Team members came to visit her again, but instead sent her many messages of condolence.
Ask her if she needs anything, or if she needs any food or drinks, so we can bring them to her.
Yun Zhao felt everyone's concern and replied to each person with his head down.
Because of her health condition, the team's dinner was postponed.
Jiang Mu's team is still at the base; I guess we'll call them again later.
Yun Zhao thought of Qi Ling, wondering if he was still at the research institute. He wondered if he should go to see him tomorrow after being discharged from the hospital.
The nurse came to check on her and, seeing that she was awake, asked her if she wanted to eat now.
Bai Yu sent someone to deliver soup at noon. When the soup arrived, Yun Zhao was fast asleep, so the aunt who delivered it didn't disturb her and handed the soup to the nurse.
The nurse helped heat it up and then brought the gifts that were placed outside into the ward one by one.
Upon seeing this, Yun Zhao asked curiously, "Who sent it?"
The nurse smiled and said, "It was sent by Chief Shen, Minister Duan, and Minister Shao. They put it outside because they saw you were asleep."
Yun Zhao nodded upon hearing this, without saying anything.
*
Xie Tu didn't arrive until evening.
He was carrying a lunchbox when he came in. Yun Zhao was sitting quietly by the window.
She slightly curled up her legs, hugged her knees with her hands, and rested her chin lightly on her knees.
Her profile was bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, and there seemed to be a faint thought flowing in her eyes, as if she were immersed in her own little world, oblivious to everything around her.
Hearing the door open, Yun Zhao instinctively turned around.
Seeing Xie Tu approaching, she stood up and jogged to meet him.
"Can I go home tomorrow?"
It's quite comfortable here, but she hasn't been back for a long time and misses her home a little.
And Aunt Zhao and the others—if they don't go back soon, she's afraid Cheng Dongshu won't be able to keep it a secret for long.
Xie Tu put down the lunchbox and tidied her black hair that was scattered over her shoulders. "Okay."
She'd rather go back and rest than stay here. With familiar faces around, she might recover faster.
However, after she went back home, she had someone to take care of her daily needs, so he couldn't continue to take care of her...
Upon hearing this, Yun Zhao felt relieved and was already thinking about what new items to buy for the house tomorrow.
Xie Tu opened the lunchbox.
Reheated food doesn't taste as good as freshly cooked food, so to prevent the food from getting cold, he borrowed the kitchen of the research institute next door.
There was an employee canteen in the research institute. Xie Tu went over to take a look and brought back two boxes of food.
The two sat down to eat together.
It was evening.
Light snow began to fall outside again, the snowflakes drifting gently down from the gray sky.
inside the house.
Warm as springtime, the warm yellow light shines on the table, adding a touch of coziness to this small space.
The two sat at the table, eating and chatting.
The years are peaceful and serene.
*
The next day.
After a full day of rest, Cheng Dongshu arrived at his workplace and returned the patrol uniform he had taken off.
Upon entering.
Cheng Dongshu then saw his former team leader Zhang Yong, and a group of former colleagues standing there.
Group 17 is on the night shift today. This group of people seemed to have anticipated that he would come this morning, and they stayed here specifically to watch him make a fool of himself.
Upon seeing him enter, the group launched into another round of sarcastic remarks.
"Hey, isn't this our team's 'hero' Cheng Dongshu?"
"What, you've had your fun out there, and now you want to come back and return your team uniform?"
Zhang Yong, with a stern face, said sarcastically, "Family emergency? I think it's a private matter. Leaving just like that, what do you think of the patrol team's rules?"
A tall, thin man next to them chimed in sarcastically, "Team leader, don't say that. They might be going to do something big." He then rolled his eyes dramatically.
"They don't take their work seriously at all; they probably look down on this salary."
Another person chimed in with a grin: "Dongshu, where did you go to make your fortune? Why didn't you take us brothers with you?"
The group took turns mocking each other.
The patrol team earns a good number of points each month. For sentries from small towns, where else could they find a better job if they left this place?
The people in the team knew that he had a younger brother who was a low-ranking sentry.
They spend their days digging coal and weeding, doing manual labor to earn a meager living on points.
Once Cheng Dongshu leaves the patrol team, he will have no choice but to go back to mining coal.
Yesterday, Zhang Yong reported him for unexcused absence, arguing with the team leader, and disobeying orders, and made it clear that the team did not need such irresponsible sentries.
He exaggerated, and other group members testified to this.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Cheng Dongshu will definitely be fired.
Zhang Yong was determined that even if Cheng Dongshu admitted his mistake, he would never let him off easily.
With Cheng Dongshu gone, a new B-level sentry will be assigned to join the unit.
He's still better than this clueless greenhorn.
Cheng Dongshu suppressed his anger and tried to ignore the people at the door, bypassing them to enter the hall.
There are scumbags everywhere, it's not worth getting angry over them.
Once he leaves, these former colleagues will have nothing to do with him anymore.
Thinking this way, Cheng Dongshu felt a little better. He ignored them and walked straight past them, carrying his patrol uniform to the personnel department.
Seeing his arrogant attitude, Zhang Yong's anger flared up instantly.
Did they think they were getting away with offending the patrol team responsible for maintaining order in the outer city?
Zhang Yong sneered inwardly, already thinking about how to deal with that group of people in the future.
I heard that his younger brother rented a stall at the market, selling wild vegetables and miscellaneous goods he found outside.
If the patrol team just goes around every day and issues a few tickets, a bunch of people can expect to end up sleeping on the streets!
Cheng Dongshu stepped into the office area, shutting out those annoying gazes.
He originally planned to leave after returning the patrol uniform.
As soon as he entered, the head of the personnel team greeted him warmly, saying, "You must be Cheng Dongshu. Come on, have a seat."
Cheng Dongshu: "?"
Cheng Dongshu felt somewhat confused, but he still walked over, hugged his clothes, and sat down without saying a word.
"We just received a call from the operations department. They specifically requested that you be transferred to the inner city. You really make us proud," the head of the personnel team said enthusiastically.
Who among those who work in such an easy position in the human resources department isn't a shrewd and calculating person?
The operations department is the most core department of the base, with its own military personnel, and all its members are carefully selected, highly capable soldiers.
How could a B-rank Sentinel with no connections possibly get noticed by the higher-ups?
Yesterday, the personnel team received a report from the leader of Group 17, Cheng Dongshu, stating that he violated base regulations by deliberately being absent from work and publicly arguing with the team leader. The team requested that he be dismissed in accordance with the regulations.
Sentinels are highly armed and inherently difficult to manage.
He knowingly violated those regulations and refused to obey orders. According to the base's rules and procedures, he should indeed be severely punished.
This morning, the HR team printed out all the dismissal notices, and several responsible persons signed them.
We're just waiting for someone to come and tell us in person.
Upon receiving the call from the operations department, the head of the personnel team realized what was happening and quickly tore up the notification slip.
"Dongshu, you must work hard in the future, and don't forget us..." The head of the personnel team handed him the newly printed transfer order.
Cheng Dongshu was slightly taken aback.
He never expected that Yun Zhao would actually send him to the operations department.
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