After Yan Qing was discharged from the hospital, he went back to the army directly, and after asking his superiors for leave, he left with his luggage.

When Lu Hangyuan and Gao Liang came to the hospital to see him in the afternoon, they found that there was no one in the ward, and the beds were neatly made.

After asking the nurses, they learned that Yan Qing was discharged from the hospital in the afternoon.

"Look, I said he wanted to be discharged from the hospital, you still don't believe it, it's okay now!" Lu Hangyuan said helplessly.

Gao Liang didn't expect that Yan Qing would be discharged from the hospital so willfully, which also surprised him.

When the two came back from the hospital, they went directly to Yan Qing's dormitory.

But the dormitory was already empty, and no matter how much they knocked on the door, it was useless.

"Where did you say he went?" asked Gao Liang with a puzzled look at Lu Hangyuan.

"Okay, leave him alone, he's also an adult, she has her own sense of proportion, it's useless for us to be anxious like this, he will always contact us." Lu Hangyuan sighed and said.

At this time, where can they go to find him, the day after tomorrow is the New Year, and he should go home at this time.

The two left Yan Qing's dormitory disappointed, and Yan Qing had already gotten on the train at this time and was rushing home.

As soon as he got on the train, Yan Qing lay on the bed, motionless.

Except for a few people who came to check the tickets, he didn't talk to anyone again.

Everyone around him thought he was strange, but they couldn't tell what was wrong.

Yan Qing had been asleep, and occasionally he would wake up from the pain of the wound.

At this moment, the person sleeping across from him found blood stains on his clothes, and he called the police.

Yan Qing looked at the police officer in front of him, and his mind was clouded.

He didn't do anything, so he attracted the police.

"Excuse me, sir, please show me your ID and train ticket. The police officer looked at Yan Qing with a serious face and said.

Yan Qing nodded, and then took out the train ticket and military ID from his jacket pocket.

Because he was a soldier, his hukou and ID card were cancelled.

So everything he does depends on his military ID, and buying a ticket to get married is a military ID.

This is to protect the security of the military's personally identifiable information, so it is such.

After looking at the military ID card given by Yan Qing, the policeman saluted Yan Qing very seriously, and then returned the military ID card and ticket to Yan Qing respectfully.

"Sir, if you need our help, feel free to call us. The police officer said very politely.

Yan Qing nodded, and then went back to sleep.

The onlookers around thought something big had happened, but it was over.

Everyone was not interested, and after a while, they dispersed.

The person in the bed opposite Yan Qing was a little embarrassed, and he didn't expect that Yan Qing would be a soldier.

At this moment, he didn't even know how to apologize.

Yan Qing didn't plan to worry about him, after all, it was a good thing to be more vigilant when he was out of the house.

Two days have passed in a blink of an eye, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, Yan Qing did not delay for a second, and hurried to the village.

At this time, Mao Yishan was preparing a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner at home, and Lao Li Tou and Li Wenyao were not at home today, saying that they were going to go to some relatives, so only the four of them had a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together today.

Chen Youan and Mao Jiajia happened to come in from outside, and just when they were preparing the ingredients, they found that the meat and some condiments had not been bought.

Mao Youqi was not idle, he was peeling garlic in the living room.

Seeing that it was getting dark, everyone was busy.

Mao Yishan looked at the sky outside, and there was no snow in the early days.

The snow on the road has melted, but the weather is still very cold, and it is still impossible to do without firewood.

"So, what are you thinking?" asked Mao Jiajia, patting Mao Yishan on the shoulder.

Mao Yishan came back to her senses at this time and smiled embarrassedly at Mao Jiajia.

"It's nothing, I just thought, it's going to be the New Year so soon, and it's going to be school again, and I really don't want to go to school. Mao Yishan stuck out her tongue and said to Mao Jiajia.

Mao Jiajia looked at Mao Yishan's appearance and smiled helplessly.

Everyone worked together, the meal was ready quickly, and as the last dish was on the table, firecrackers rang out downstairs.

The family gathered around the dinner table, holding a glass of juice in their hands, clinking glasses excitedly.

"Happy New Year!"

Laughter filled the living room, and just as everyone was eating, there was a knock on the door of the room.

Mao Yishan looked at the door, a little puzzled, who would come at this time?

"Eat, I'll see. Mao Yishan put down her chopsticks and said to Chen Youan.

Soon she came to the door, and when she opened it, she was dumbfounded.

The person standing at the door was Yan Qing, and just as Mao Yishan was about to say something, a figure pressed straight towards her.

She hurriedly stretched out her hand to catch it, and then looked at Yan Qing lying on her with a confused expression.

"Mom, Mom, come and help me. Mao Yishan shouted into the room.

Soon Chen Youan came over, and when he saw Yan Qing's appearance, he was also puzzled.

He ...... What's wrong with him?" asked Chen Youan, confused.

"Alright, don't ask, help me get him into his room. Mao Yishan frowned and said to Chen Youan.

Chen Youan hurriedly stepped forward and helped Yan Qing to Mao Yishan's room with Grandpa Mao Yi.

Looking at Yan Qing, who was pale, Mao Yishan's brows were furrowed tightly.

She sat sideways on the edge of the bed and reached out to Yan Qing to check her pulse.

At this time, Mao Jiajia and Mao Youqi both arrived in the room, and looked at Mao Yishan and Yan Qing lying on the bed suspiciously.

"Mom, go get me a basin of hot water, Auntie, go find clean towels and scissors for me, quick!" Mao Yishan shouted to them with a frown.

Chen Youan and Mao Jiajia hurriedly ran out, and after a while, Chen Youan walked in with a basin of hot water, and Mao Jiajia took a clean towel and a pair of scissors and handed it to Mao Yishan.

"Okay, you guys go out first, I'm afraid you won't be able to stand it then. Mao Yishan turned her head slightly to them and said.

Chen Youan nodded, pushed Mao Youqi and left, Mao Jiajia looked at Mao Yishan with some concern, and also left.

The door to the room was closed, and Mao Yishan stood up and untied Yan Qing's clothes.

Sure enough, he was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze around his waist, and the snow-white gauze at this time was already soaked with bright red blood.

Mao Yishan frowned, picked up scissors and cut the gauze around his waist.

There was already a blur of flesh and blood under the gauze, and the wound that had been stitched up had already been cracked.

Mao Yishan saw that the wound was already like this, and she was afraid that simple treatment would not work.

She turned around and entered the ring, she quickly took out the medicine she had refined before, as well as the remaining gauze and cotton alcohol for Chen Youan, and came out of the space again.

Outside the room, Chen Youan and the others sat on the sofa and waited anxiously, although they were puzzled, but at this time they had nothing else to help except wait.