The curvature of the corners of Han Yao's mouth paused, and then disappeared,

"But I'm not what you think, and I'm lying on this hospital bed now, showing my weak side, is it disappointing you?"

Han Yao didn't smile, the expression on her face became a little cold, the contours on her face seemed to become more angular, she had lost a lot of weight, thinner than before she joined the army.

Zhu Junyang was stunned, and even Zhang Lanxiao, who was standing there, was stunned, and his heart was shocked.

"Han Yao, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Lan sat down on the edge of the bed with a smile, wanting to take her hand, but she avoided it.

"It's okay, it's just some past, not worth mentioning. ”

Han Yao closed his eyes, as if he was a little sleepy again,

"Go back, take advantage of the time you have to rest, wash up and go to bed early. ”

Zhang Lan looked at Han Yao with a smile, people didn't want to say more, she couldn't force it, she was rushed by Han Yao like this, and instantly remembered something,

"Yangyang, you go back with me, the instructor taught you to play backpacks today, you hurry up and go back to practice." ”

Han Yao opened his eyes and looked at the two of them, not knowing what he was thinking,

After two seconds, Han Yao opened his mouth,

"Go back, don't sleep too much at night. ”

As she spoke, she closed her eyes again, she was really tired, and the residual dreams in her mind still scared her and made her palpitate.

The two of them left like this, leaving the empty ward with thin people on the beds.

Han Yao's mind was very chaotic, and he forcibly suppressed the chaotic dreams and memories,

The door of the ward opened, Han Yao opened his eyes a slit, and the military doctor came in, Han Yao simply opened his eyes, and said hello to the military doctor with a smile,

"Squad leader, I can't salute now, you will just take a moment. ”

The military doctor waved his hand, he didn't mind these vain,

"You seem to be a reliable girl, why did you make yourself like this. ”

Han Yao smiled and didn't speak, and the military doctor didn't talk nonsense, after examining her, he left directly, let her rest here for the night, and if there is no problem with the examination tomorrow morning, she doesn't have to stay in the infirmary anymore,

Han Yao looked at the ceiling, and suddenly felt that his stomach was very hungry, just now Zhang Lan laughed at them and they came in a hurry, and they didn't think of bringing her something to eat.

The military doctor was busy doing other things, and he couldn't think of the fact that she hadn't eaten, so Han Yao was just hung there, starving so much that it was better to die!

There was some blackness in front of him, Han Yao remembered that Tang Weixi put the water she drank a little on the bedside table before the head of the bed, and wanted to reach out to get the cup, there was no food, and it was good to drink some water and cushion it,

One hand was propped up on the bed, and the other hand was enough for the cup, but before the person could slow down, as soon as the hand was weak, the cup was pushed off the bedside table.

Han Yao watched in a daze as the cup fell off the bedside table, until a big hand with distinct bones appeared in front of him, and the cup was firmly received in his hand.

Han Yao turned over and lay down on the bed, and happened to see the owner of that hand, Fu Shaoli,

Han Yao tilted his head, not wanting to speak, Fu Shaoli, put the cup in his hand back on the bedside table, and by the way, even the lunch box in his hand was put down,

chuckled,

"You get along well with the people in the cooking class, even this sick meal is a little more hearty than ordinary people, and the treatment is really good!"

Han Yao smelled the aroma of the food, and his eyes lingered on the food on the bedside table,

"This is a sick meal delivered by the cooking class?"