When the hygienist ran to the ward, he saw that Yang Zhentian's face, which was almost swollen, was swollen again. It was 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 at the corners of his mouth and a bruise on his body.
Zi Yiyi lay on the bed and 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. It hurt.
he screamed
Looking at him, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. Each one of them was so depressed that his face turned red. A hygienist aged 18 or 19 came over quickly with anti-inflammatory water. He had a round face, big eyes, and the corners of his mouth were shining.
The timid look on her face made any man want to hold her in his arms and take good care of her. She walked to Yang Zhentian's bedside and hurriedly treated him with anti-inflammation.
"Fuck, please be gentle, are you going to get out of here?" It looked like he was a recruit who had just graduated and joined the army. Hearing Yang Zhentian's words, his eyes turned red, with tears in his eyes. He stood there not knowing what to do.
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. I am not afraid of you. How could the Yang family come out like this?"
You are an uneducated person." "You..." Yang Zhentian choked back his words before he could finish his words. A major female officer walked in. She had short hair and was over 1.7 meters tall, although she was wearing a military uniform.
She couldn't hide her curvy and almost perfect figure and her exquisite facial features were so perfect. I didn't expect 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 can have, she looked at Yang Zhentian coldly with eyes full of anger, "Xiaowen, you hide away from me." Xiaowen nodded and hid.
When he got to the side, he 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 from Xiaowen's hand and poured it on Yang Zhentian... Yang Zhentian screamed,
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 of the people standing behind him, so they dared not speak out in anger at his usual excessive behavior, but
This woman is not afraid
No one knew about Luo Lin's background. She once subdued seven knife-wielding gangsters with her bare hands, two of whom 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.
Yang Zhentian was also repaired by her. 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 also
The mute can't tell the pain of eating Coptis chinensis.
Luo Lin savagely bandaged Yang Zhentian's wound and walked out without looking at him again. From a distance, she heard a burst of sweet laughter coming from the corridor. Everyone could hear the joy in the laughter, and Yang Zhentian wanted to die.
He already had them all, he was beaten without knowing who did it, and now he is being bullied by these girls. Now he is really speechless and sheds tears. He only wants revenge.
"Well done, captain, you actually dared to scold Xiaowen. This bastard really brought it upon himself," a health worker said in relief.