When the hygienist ran to the ward, he saw that Yang Zhentian's face, which was almost swollen, was swollen again, even more serious than during the day. His originally small eyes were sealed by swollen eye sockets, his lips were swollen, and there was blood from the corners of his mouth.
Lying on the bed bruised and purple, he groaned, "Why don't you hurry up and take care of my wound? What are you doing standing there?" Oops!... With a cry of pain, Yang Zhentian stretched out his hands to cover his face. Because the words involved the wound on his face.
, he screamed in pain.
Looking at him, they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and all of them were so depressed that their faces turned red. A hygienist aged eighteen or nineteen came over quickly with anti-inflammatory water, with a round face and big eyes.
Two small dimples appeared on her face as soon as she pursed her lips. Her timid look made any man want to hold her in his arms and take good care of her. He walked to Yang Zhentian's bed and hurriedly treated him with inflammation.
"Mom, please be gentle, will you? Will you get out of here?" I saw that he was a recruit who had just graduated and joined the army. After hearing Yang Zhentian's words, his eyes turned red, tears welled up in his eyes, and he stood there not knowing what to do.
The several health workers standing at the door dared not say anything, but looked at Yang Zhentian angrily. At this time, a cold voice came over, "Yang Zhentian, please speak more clearly. Others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid. Why did the Yang family come out?"
You are such an uneducated person." "What the hell..." Yang Zhentian suppressed his words before he could finish them. A female major officer walked in. She had short hair and was over 1.7 meters tall.
She is tall. Even though she is wearing a military uniform, she cannot conceal her almost perfect figure. Her delicate facial features are so perfect that I never expected to see such a perfect woman in the military camp.
Standing straight in front of Yang Zhentian's hospital bed, exuding the unique temperament that only female soldiers have. She looked at Yang Zhentian coldly with eyes full of anger, "Xiaowen, you avoid me." Xiaowen nodded.
He nodded and hid aside, and reminded in a low voice: "Sister Luo Lin, he is so fierce, be careful." Luo Lin smiled slightly, took the large bottle of anti-inflammatory water in Xiaowen's hand and poured it on Yang Zhentian. Ah... Yang Zhentian
He screamed, and the anti-inflammatory water was poured on his wound, causing him unbearable pain. He just wanted to curse, but thinking about the terror of this woman, he shut up obediently. Others were afraid that the person standing behind him would dare to react to his usual excessive behavior.
I dare not express my anger, but this woman is not afraid.
No one knows about Rowling's background. She once subdued seven knife-wielding gangsters with her bare hands. Two were seriously injured, and the remaining five gangsters also suffered broken arms and legs. This incident was once spread in the military region, and Yang Zhentian also knew about it.
. And Yang Zhentian was also repaired by her, and he stayed in the military hospital for three months before being discharged. No one knows why Luo Lin beat him to the hospital. Someone was sent to investigate this matter, but in the end nothing happened.
, Yang Zhentian is also mute and cannot tell how hard it is to eat Coptis chinensis.
Luo Lin bandaged Yang Zhentian's wound savagely and walked out without looking at him again. She heard a burst of sweet laughter coming from the corridor in the distance. Everyone could hear the joy in the laughter. Yang Zhentian thought
He was ready to die. He was beaten without knowing who did it, and now he was bullied by these girls. Now he was silent and crying, and he only wanted revenge.
"Well done, captain. He actually dared to scold Xiaowen. This bastard really brought it upon himself." A health worker said in relief.