Special Years

In the room with only one sick patient, the old man was dazedly holding the hot food and shoving it.

He picked up a large piece of braised fish and stuffed it into his mouth, and said repeatedly: "It's delicious! It's delicious! How come your female soldiers' food is so good!"

The female soldier Yangmei stood in front of the hospital bed and smiled sweetly, as if the meat and vegetables were all as delicious as she had eaten.

"Slow down, don't choke, there's more after eating."

After he finished speaking, he handed over a lunch box filled with hot soup.

"Drink some soup."

Putting the rice bowl on the bedside table, the old fool took the soup box with a smile, took a sip and said, "It's really fragrant! What kind of soup is it?"

"Mushroom stewed duck shelf, our hospital killed a lot of ducks tonight." Yang Mei said.

The old confused Zhang Jian snorted and said, "Your hospital's food is so good, it's better than the food we teach the brigade, it's not fair! We train so hard, you just hang out every day, eat like this, you need to eat Eat fat."

Yang Mei pursed her lips and said coquettishly, "If you talk nonsense again, I'll take it back for you immediately, and let you eat the sick meal by yourself later!"

"Don't, don't, I'm just talking nonsense, it doesn't mean anything else." The old man was confused and guarded the soup box, for fear that Yangmei would **** it, and suddenly said: "Just now, I almost made you startle me, I said Yangmei , aren't you doing well in the communication camp? Why is the Taoist hospital here?"

"I came here to study." Yang Mei said, "The female soldier in our battalion will be discharged from the army this year. The battalion commander said, let me be a hygienist next year. I went to the guard training team before, but now I am here as an intern."

"Oh!" The old man nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly asked again: "By the way, doesn't your camp have a health worker? I saw your camp last time, it's a man..."

Yang Mei said: "Female soldiers have their own sanitation staff."

The old man said confusedly: "Why! One hygienist is not enough..."

Yang Mei blushed and said angrily, "Some illnesses, male hygienists are not suitable..."

The old man was puzzled: "What's inappropriate?! What's inappropriate?"

Yang Mei's face turned even redder, her hand grabbed the corner of the military uniform and kept rubbing it.

Outside the window, the solemn mouth opened wide, and the cat's waist squatted under the window like a thief.

The most solemn and surprising thing is, how did Lao Mian know this female soldier named Yang Mei?

Oh my God!

Judging by how familiar they are, it's not like they've known each other for a day or two!

There is a situation!

Looking around solemnly, there is no one around.

This is the exclusive area for military personnel in the inpatient department. There are no ordinary people, so it is very quiet.

In addition, the hospital is now open for dinner, so doctors and nurses won't be here for the time being, so I'm not worried about being seen as a thief by others.

After looking around and making sure that no one was there, Zhuang Yan secretly stuck his head out from the corner of the window and looked inside.

"Your injury is not serious this time." Yang Mei said: "The doctor said that the bone is a little cracked, and it will be fine after a few days of plaster cast, and then rest for a while."

The old man asked Yang Mei nervously: "Will it delay my training?"

"When are you still thinking about your training?" Yang Mei said displeased: "You should take care of your injury first!"

"That won't work!" The old confused immediately became excited, "If I rest for too long, I'm worried that I will be dismissed from training."

"Retire from training!" Yang Mei said puzzled: "It's better than being lame."

The old man sat on the bed in a daze, and said in a muffled voice, "Then I might as well be lame."

Yang Mei opened her big eyes and blinked at the long-acquainted male soldier in front of her.

He is so familiar, but a little strange.

"Zhang Jian, tell me, how did you get hurt this time?"

The old confused Zhang Jian lowered his head and said nothing for a long time.

"Say it! When did you become dumb?" Yang Mei said unhappily: "If you don't say anything, I'll go!"

"Okay, okay, I said it's not enough?" The old confused heard that Yang Mei was going to leave, and immediately raised his head and said with a dejected expression: "I tied the sandbag for a week, and then untied the running obstacle, because I felt too light and airy. , so I tried to land in one step on the high and low platform...but it didn't work..."

Yang Mei was stunned for a moment.

Suddenly, she said, "Just for this?"

The old confused nodded: "Just for this..."

Yang Mei frowned slightly and said, "Why are you fighting so hard?"

The old confused said: "There may be an army competition in October. I want to participate in the 400-meter obstacle course during that competition, but there are many masters. I can't work harder. I can only fight."

Yang Mei asked, "The 400-meter obstacle?"

"Well." The old confused said: "As long as I can run within one minute and thirty-two seconds, I can get a medal for the top training team. With that medal, I am the top training team in the division and I am eligible to participate in the army. In the confrontation competition, there is still a chance to make meritorious deeds.”

Yang Mei said: "Making meritorious service? Is meritorious service so important to you? That military merit badge is really worth your life to fight for? Zhang Jian, you know? If you fell a little more seriously this time, it would not be this one now. Look, the reconnaissance company sent a soldier a few days ago, and after training, the back of his head turned into an intracranial hemorrhage, and the person who came back from the rescue became a vegetable..."

As she spoke, the corners of Yang Mei's eyes turned red.

The old confused did not notice the change in Yang Mei's expression at all, and still said to himself: "I say it is worth it, it is not a duty to be a soldier if you don't practice martial arts, and you are not a qualified soldier if you don't practice martial arts. Squad leader, where is the teaching team, everyone is an elite, if I don’t work hard and don’t work hard, I can’t stay there at all…”

He suddenly stopped talking, glanced at Yang Mei, and said, "Actually, what am I telling you? You female soldiers are afraid of hardship and fatigue, so you don't understand what I told you."

"Zhang Jian! You hate it!" The female soldier Yang Mei was really annoyed. She put away the rice bowl and soup box on the table and held it in her hand. She turned around and called her from behind, regardless of the old confusion. out the door.

Zhuang Yan, who was hiding outside the window, quickly dodged behind a cluster of nine incense sticks beside the road, hiding the cat waist. After Yangmei left, he returned to the front of the ward.

"I don't see it, I really don't see it... Some people starve to death and have no food. UU read www.uukanshu.com Some people lose weight with too much meat... It's not fair! This world is so unfair!"

Zhuang Yan shook his head and muttered to himself, and slowly moved into the ward.

"Solemn?" The old man saw the solemnity at the door at a glance, and shouted loudly, "You came to see me?"

Zhuang Yan didn't say a word, walked in front of the old confused, took off the satchel, and placed it on the bedside table.

"Your daily necessities."

"What's wrong with you? Someone boiled it? Your face is so red?" The old confuse felt that the solemn expression was wrong and couldn't help asking.

Zhuang Yan sat beside Zhang Jian's bed. Suddenly, he squeezed his throat to learn Yangmei's tone, and said strangely, "Slow down, don't choke, there's still—"

The last word has a long tail.

The old man lost his face when he heard it, and then his face turned red, like a Boston lobster that had only been cooked through.