A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Liu Huaijin's arms were empty, looking at the cheerful appearance of the little man, she asked herself if he had treated her too harshly before, so that she would be so willful.

He leaned on the back of the chair and recalled the time when the two met. Bai Ange is a person who dares to love and hate. She is hot and bright like a little sun, and her laughter and curses have never concealed her emotions.

Is it really her fault that the two of them made trouble to this point? Liu Huaijin began to reflect, he seemed to have gone too far before.

It didn't take long for Shu Ange to change his clothes, simply touch up his makeup, and go down the stairs in high spirits.

Liu Huaijin took the initiative to stretch out her arm to let Shu Ange embrace her. She brought her little head close with a sweet smile on her face. The two walked out of the villa with arms in hand. The servant's eyes widened, and she couldn't believe her own eyes.

Is this the young master who has been serious and mature since they were young? This is the young master and young grandmother who were about to get divorced before, why did they suddenly change so much.

Liu Huaijin called the adjutant and several guards to take Shu Ange to the military hospital.

The car stopped at the door of the spacious hospital. The adjutant opened the door and welcomed Liu Huaijin and Shu Ange out.

The military hospital is located in the suburbs, and there are towering trees everywhere and it is shady. There are many people in the yard wearing bandages or leaning on crutches, doing rehabilitation exercises with difficulty.

Seeing Liu Huaijin coming, many people greeted them enthusiastically, with excited expressions on their faces, and it was the best encouragement for them to remember them as disabled people.

Shu Ange grew up in a peaceful age. Even though she had been to the hospital once or twice, how could she have seen so many people who were disabled due to injuries? She looked at the unfamiliar faces, not afraid but sad.

If medical conditions were more developed, why should they be forced to amputate their limbs and become disabled?

On the second floor, Yu Jiahui, who was visiting patients in the ward, heard everyone say that Liu Shaoshuai was coming, and her heart beat faster and followed the nurses to the window.

But when she saw the smiling Shu Ange beside Liu Huaijin, she was disgusted, her nails digging into the flesh tightly.

The two went upstairs together. Liu Huaijin had a small bottle of penicillin for initial preparation and penicillin for topical use. After asking the doctor, the two entered the ward of the newly admitted patient.

The smell of disinfectant in the ward was very strong, and the wounded groaned in pain. The nurse was afraid that the patient would hurt his tongue, so he asked the other to bite the cork into his mouth.

Shu Ange observed everyone's injury status, and gave a brief explanation to the doctor according to the dosage of the medicine in the previous clinical trial.

In the face of the new drug doctor, he was a little nervous, but under Liu Huaijin's advice, he still went down to prepare, infusion or oral administration for the hospital.

"I'm dead, don't save me, I'm a waste!"

There were high-pitched screams from outside the corridor, followed by the soothing voices of doctors and nurses.

When seeing the tough guys on the battlefield suffering so much in the ward, Shu Ange's eyes were a little wet.

Liu Huaijin pressed her head into his arms, and his expression also showed pain. It was his incompetence that caused his subordinates to suffer so much.

The wounded were in too much pain. After Liu Huaijin and the others came in, they almost begged that they didn't want to have their limbs amputated.

Facing the pale faces on the hospital bed and the festering wounds on their bodies, Liu Huaijin blocked it badly and could only say, "I'm going out for a cigarette, you find a place to sit for a while."

After he finished speaking, he almost fled, and any commander would not be at peace when he saw his subordinates in such pain.

Even Liu Huaijin, who has never smoked, has to rely on smoking to relieve her depression.

Shu Ange watched him leave, but did not follow him. Instead, he pulled up a chair and sat down to chat with the wounded.

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