Liang Zhiqiong lying in the grass yawned and burst into tears.

"Sleep for a while."

Peng Yuqiu pressed her hand against her helmet and pressed her head back and forth.

Liang Zhiqiong wiped his tears with his sleeve, and then looked up, said excitedly: "I can still fight for three days and three nights."

"..." It was bloody.

Peng Yuqiu sighed, "None of my words are useful."

Upon hearing the sound, Liang Zhiqiong's thoughts finally turned to Peng Yuqiu.

"...It has nothing to do with Mo Shangjun, let's bet on our heads." Liang Zhiqiong defended Mo Shangyun, paused, and carefully observed Peng Yuqiu's face. After seeing that he was not happy, he had to compromise. , "Okay, okay, I squint for a while, you look at Haha."

Peng Yuqiu felt helpless and said, "Wake up again if you have a goal."

"okay."

Liang Zhiqiong happily fell down quickly.

Peng Yuqiu picked up some fallen leaves under her.

The exercise lasted two days and one night, half of the time passed, and it was in a period of intense heat.

Liang Zhiqiong followed a lot of teams on the first day. After seeing Peng Yuqiu, Peng Yuqiu let her follow her.

I thought that let Liang Zhiqiong follow him, can let Liang Zhiqiong rest more, did not think that Liang Zhiqiong and his team, more and more excited, it is bound to rush to the forefront. As long as the enemy's trail is found, he will surely rush up and shoot, and he can only be forced to cover behind.

Sweeping down day and night, even he felt a little unsustainable, but Liang Zhiqiong was sleepy even though he was sleepy. As long as he heard a little movement, he would still be able to lap up for the first time.

Enchanted completely.

Cheng Tian calculated the "head", most likely to compete with Ding Jing and Northern Jiangsu.

Peng Yuqiu can only stay with him and try to find her "head".

Right now, I saw Liang Zhiqiong lying down, Peng Yuqiu was relieved, leaning against the corner of the bushes, observing the surrounding movement.

Because at the beginning of the exercise, the patrol team was swept up in sevens, sevens, and eights, and now there are very few people on the red team who are out to patrol. Unless you find a stronghold of the Red Team, you will rarely encounter patrolling people.

He just hoped that something less would allow Liang Zhiqiong to rest more.

However, things were counterproductive.

The night grew darker.

Peng Yuqiu did not notice the trail of the enemy, but heard the explosion of "Rumble--".

Then, there were messy gunshots.

"what happened!"

Surprised passively, Liang Zhiqiong, who was sleeping soundly, immediately turned over and entered the fighting state.

The eyes have not been fully opened, the hand has touched the gun, and he made a standard kneeling position to shoot the gun.

Peng Yuqiu said a few words through the headset and inquired about the situation. He responded with a cold voice, and soon he said to Liang Zhiqiong, "They found a stronghold and were bombed by them in northern Jiangsu."

"Lying trough!"

Liang Zhiqiong was completely awake and planned to get up.

Quickly pulling her wrist, Peng Yuqiu pulled her back, and then said: "You are too late to go now, they will end soon."

"..."

Liang Zhiqiong sat on the ground, his expression somewhat frustrated.

Peng Yuqiu patted her face, "Sleep again, and take you to'play' in the middle of the night."

"What to play?" Liang Zhiqiong blinked, not very interested.

"Stealing a tank or something."

"Just the two of us?"

"There are Chuyun and Yu Yitong."

"……it is good!"

Liang Zhiqiong nodded excitedly.

However, the news was so exciting that Liang Zhiqiong was very excited, and even in the next few hours, she was too excited to fall asleep.

Peng Yuqiu: "..." should really take her to participate in several more exercises.

Fortunately, this is a girlfriend. If it is an ordinary newcomer, he will be calmed down by the river.

*

Throughout the night, the sound of artillery burst into the air, and there was no end to ears.

Medical team resting place.

Since the first two hours of busyness on the first day, the blue team has not launched a violent attack in the back, and also paid attention to less injuries to the red team during the battle, and the red team leaders also repeatedly pay attention to safety. Therefore, in the next time, it will rarely encounter the same busy as before.

However, although not busy, the "noise" has not stopped.

But they didn't fight much during the day, they had to engage in sneak attacks at night, and they blew and rang every now and then, so that people could not sleep well all night.

In such an environment, Shang Ru's sleep is seriously affected.

This night, one after another, the sound of gunfire caused Shang Ru's sleepiness.

Go to dawn.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of the car, the sound of gallop, so Shang Ru had an ominous hunch.

She thought for a few seconds, crawled out of the bed, picked up the jacket on the side.

Hearing the movement, the female doctor lying on one side rubbed her eyes and asked sleepily, "Should we change our shift?"

Shang Ru said: "The time is almost close. You can sleep for a while."

"……Oh."

The female doctor responded, then went back on her stomach.

The situation is almost the same, sleep well at night, the other two of the same tent did not sleep well until dawn.

Sleep a few minutes if you can.

Shang Ru walked out of the tent with a white coat.

As soon as she came out, she was shuddered by the cool breeze. She put on her white coat and walked towards the vehicle.

There are four people, a healthy driver, and the other three are wounded.

Both male doctors on duty walked by.

"Dr. Shang, so early."

A male doctor greeted Shang Ru.

Obviously exhausted, yawning.

"Ok."

Shang Ru nodded.

The three walked over quickly.

All three wounded can stand up, but at first glance, it makes people scalp numb.

The three doctors were drowsy and tired. After seeing them, they immediately swept and emptied, and immediately entered a working state.

All three of them rubbed dirt on their bodies, and one of them hurt their legs. They made a very long mouth with blood. Another bumped his head, not knowing the depth of the wound, but his face was covered with blood. The other was okay, with the slightest injury, and had some minor trauma, maybe where it fell, but not serious.

Shang Ru did not dare to slack off, and quickly worked with two other doctors, each of whom was responsible for one wounded.

"What's the situation?"

A male doctor asked the driver.

The driver laughed bitterly, "Someone stole the tank, they drove to chase, but they fell accidentally."

"Looking at you, a drill will kill you. If something happens, how can you get it?"

"It's not really fighting, what do you do so hard. Come quickly and check the injury. Is there anything you need to carry?"

Finally, the doctor finished talking, raised his voice and shouted.

"No, they are not badly hurt." The driver supported the injured man who injured his leg. He said, "I'm supporting this, and the other two can walk on their own."

That being said, the doctors took the initiative to help them into the temporary tent.

Shang Ru also intended to help people, but the one with blood on his head waved his hand and smiled and said, "Dr. Shang, I can do it myself."

This smile is afraid of involving the wound. So, the first second was still smiling, and the next second was painful and grinned.

Shang Ru was not surprised when he was called out by his surname-for three days in the camp, he had a familiar face, and many people knew her.

"Don't talk, come with me."

Looking at the blood on his face, Shang Ru said helplessly, pulling him in.

He was afraid he fell to his feet and walked limp.

The sky was gray outside, and an orange lamp was lit in the tent. Because the brightness was not enough, the driver specially found a camp lamp to come over and turn it on, so that the doctors could work without hindrance.

These three are considered to be good luck, and they look serious. In fact, there are no major injuries. Most of them are skin trauma.

Shang Ru is responsible for this. The forehead is marked with a mouth, which is a little deep, so it is bloody, but it looks scary. This mouth is the most serious injury. It can be sewn with a needle and wiped his face.

Wiping the blood stains and oil paint on his face to reveal a young and handsome face, Shang Ru checked his injury and finally took out the needle and thread first.

After sewing two stitches, she noticed that the wounded was tight, but she insisted on not saying a word, and she asked, "Does it hurt? Say it when it hurts."

"No pain."

The man gritted his teeth, and the words popped out like steel rams.

One word at a time.

Having said that, the big drops of sweat rolling down the forehead are seen by Shang Ru.

Shang Ru tried his best to make the movement softer, but the speed did not fall.

If the stitching time is too long, it is also a kind of torture for him.

"After recovery, there should be some scars." Shang Ru said after sewing the needle.

"It's okay."

The man said briskly.

He could see that he wanted to laugh, but the range should not be too large, so the smile flew from the corner of his eyebrows.

He looked strangely silly, but cute too.

"You are quite happy."

Shang Ru didn't know how to respond to him.

Helplessly said a sentence, then crouched down in front of him, "I look at your legs."

She just wanted to roll his trousers and saw that the man stooped and came forward, with a bruised face, staring at her with bright eyes, and then yelled softly, "Dr. Shang."

Shang Ru was taken aback by him, and his figure fell back. Seeing that he was about to fall back to the ground, the man quickly reached out his hands, grabbed her by the shoulders, and steadily pulled her back.

After stabilizing, Shang Ru exhaled, frightened.

Before she became angry, the man quickly apologized, "Sorry, I didn't mean it."

The words are sincere and the attitude is good.

In an instant, Shang Ru lost his temper, and there was no anger.

Suddenly, Shang Ru exclaimed suspiciously, "You just..."

"Sorry, I wanted to see if you still recognized me." The man smiled a little shyly, subconsciously scratching the back of his head with his hands, then added a little disappointed, "However, you don't seem to remember. "

"Sorry..." Shang Ru is unclear.

"It's normal, it happened last year," the man continued.

Shang Ru reacted, "Oh, have you been to the military hospital?"

"Ok."

"Where hurt?"

Shang Ru asked while pulling up his trouser legs.

Half of the trouser legs are mentioned, Shang Ru moves, and the voice of the question stops immediately.

Her gaze rested on the long scar on her calf, and the familiar memory suddenly rushed into her heart. She looked at the man in surprise and suddenly said: "It's you."

"You remember?" the man said in surprise.

"..." Looking at the scars and stitches again, Shang Ru just felt embarrassed, "I didn't have much experience at that time, I didn't deal with you well."

A year ago, she was still an intern in the military area hospital, she had not operated several times.

When I met this injured person, the hospital was too busy, because it was just a trauma and needed a needle, so I let her move.

However, at that time, panic, the trick was really bad, the needle was crooked, making the scar a little ugly.

"It's okay," the man said quickly. "Scars are our merits."

Shang Ru was even more embarrassed. He rolled his pants to his knees. After seeing that the knees were only scratched, he was slightly relieved, and then admitted frankly: "You are the first patient I received at that time."

"No wonder..." The man lowered his head slightly and muttered softly.

"what?"

Picking up cotton and dipping it in alcohol, Shang Ru seemed to hear something and glanced at him.

The man was startled and paused. He glanced at the person next to him, then bent down slightly and said in a very light voice, "No, I was very impressed when I saw the doctor who helped me cry for the first time."

"..."

Shang Ru suddenly dumb.

She pursed her lips, did not speak, lowered her head, and seriously treated him with a knee injury.

She remembered what happened then.

This year, I saw a lot of patients, so I didn't feel much, and gradually became numb.

But when I saw this man, when I saw that long mouth, and when he saw that his eyes were red and he had to endure it, he couldn't help crying.

Crying while sewing, crying while sewing.

It seemed that he was not injured, but her. Later, he had to bother him to coax himself.

She remembered that he was really unable to coax at the time, so he turned over his pocket and found out two sugars for her. One peeled one and she calmed down after eating the sugar.

That is simply the dark history of her medical career.

But did not expect...

He would meet this man again here.

She should have been calm just now?

Thinking about this, in order to show his professional qualities, Shang Ru did not raise his head in a brave manner, and he dealt with the injury with dexterity in his hands and feet.

After finishing the injury, Shang Ru let out a long breath, then raised his head and asked, "Okay, are there any other injuries?"

As soon as she lifted her eyes, she stared at the other person's staring attentively.

Avoiding that line of sight, Shangru stood up.

The man smiled, "No, it's all right."

"Be careful of your wounds..." Shang Ru whispered to him without seeing a smile.

She put the blood-stained cotton in the garbage bag, and when she was packing up, she thought of something, and asked, "Oh, what's your name?"

The man went away somehow, and after hearing her words, he immediately answered: "Oh, my surname is Xu, it's Xu Zhou."

When he spoke, his eyes were bright, black, and bright.

Shang Ru smiled and said, "My name is Shang Ru."

"I know."

After taking two steps, Shang Ru blocked others, and then whispered: "That thing... can you keep it secret?"

Xuzhou blinked her eyes and stared at her, until she stared at Shang Ru's heart, his smile flew from his eyebrows again, and he focused on his head, "Hey!"

Shang Ru was relieved.

Then Xuzhou said, "I still have sugar, do you want it?"

"what?"

"Hush—" Xu fingered his lips, and Xuzhou's voice was low, "Hands."

Seeing his smile, the ghost sent the gods, Shang Ru reached out to him.

I saw him extend his other hand, clenched his fist, and put it on her hand.

Five fingers spread, and a piece of sugar fell into the palm of your hand.

It was a familiar toffee, with a little extra temperature.

When his hand was removed, Shang Ru subconsciously gathered his fingers.

Shang Ru turned his head to look at him, and then he noticed his badge--

One bar and one star should be a platoon leader.

Her eyes fell on his face, her eyes were full of smiles, hiding pride and joy, warm and sunny, like the rising sun in the morning.

Can't help but think back a year ago.

She had long forgotten what he looked like, but she clearly remembered the taste of the sugar-toffee, full of milk flavor, sweet, sweet and sweet.

Not only did she cry for him at the time.

Because of her leaving her hometown, and her dreams and reality that are close at hand.

Because of the sugar, she clenched her teeth and persevered.

It's just that she didn't know when she started, and she left it behind.

Up to this moment, I saw this young and gentle face, faintly, those memories, past determinations, and young dreams came out.

Putting her hand in the coat pocket of the white coat, she clenched her fist tightly, and felt the sugar in her palm. Somehow, she suddenly wanted to cry.