Chapter 8: Not a Stranger
Su Xiaoqiang put her foot on the quilt, and then turned over.
The sun shines through the curtains, shining a light on the pink sheets.
Su Xiaoqiang, who was facing the sun, sat up from the bed suddenly. "Who am I? Where am I? She muttered to herself.
He glanced around, then fell back on the pillow.
The drowsiness is not exhausted, the whole body is soft, and it is difficult to control.
What sound, Su Xiaoqiang reached out and touched the source of the sound. Finally, I found my phone on the bedside table.
Before she could see who had opened the phone, she pressed answer.
"Hey......" The voice was very long, full of laziness.
"Fatty?" Su Xiaoqiang sat up from the bed and rubbed her hair.
"The results of the last test are in, are you curious?"
"How much?" Su Xiaoqiang yawned.
"I'm not telling you, when are you coming to school? Anyway, you haven't been here for two days, I'm fat again, you think about it for me, you can't just take care of yourself, you're not fighting alone! The voice of Rough Mine came from the other end of the line.
He Chao is an authentic fat man, the original owner is in the same class, and his relationship with her is like a buddy, very iron.
"We'll talk about it tomorrow." Su Xiaoqiang responded casually, and then turned off the phone.
Su Xiaoqiang muttered to herself, and then fell asleep.
When I woke up again, it was already noon, the sun shone through the earth, and the shadows of the trees were in a trance on the ground, and from time to time there were ripples with the wind.
In the base, Mi Zheng stared at the sweat on his head and was helped out of the torture room.
"......Snort," he inhaled, closing his eyes.
Sweat rubbed against the wounds on his body, and Mi Zheng's center of gravity was unstable and he almost fell.
I thought that fifty lashes was completely trivial, but it seems that he overestimated his ability to bear it.
Li Qiang stretched out his hand and hurriedly held it, "Okay, you, slow down." ”
The sweat on the top of Mi Zheng's head dripped big dripping on the white ground.
The atmosphere was so tense that Mi Zheng only felt that he moved slightly, and the wounds all over his body screamed at the same time.
The new wound that has not healed, the pain is as hot as if it has been burned by fire.
Mu Ling's eyes widened as he stood aside, "Hurry up and bandage the wound, otherwise what if you get infected?" ”
"I'm still holding up." Mi Zheng gritted his teeth and walked to the infirmary step by step, in front of the woman, he always had to leave some steps for himself.
"Mi Zheng, don't move." Li Qiang carried him step by step to the infirmary, and his body was stained with blood bursting from his wounds.
Mi Zheng lying on his back was no better, and the sweat on his head couldn't stop bubbling out like a water valve that had pulled the gate.
The moment he lay on the bed, the whole world seemed to be completely new, but Mi Zheng felt that he couldn't get up at all.
A slight movement will crack open the wound on the body, and blood will gush out along the wound.
This whip gave him a long memory.
"Where's the captain?" The wood spirit looked around. "How could he not be here at this time?"
"I just finished the phone call and I'm rushing over." Li Qiang responded.
"Why don't you persuade him!" Mu Ling frowned slightly, "Mi Zheng is his own brother!" ”
"Wood Spirit." Mi Zheng's voice was hoarse and sneered lightly. "Help me get a quick healing pill."
Mu Ling's eyes widened. "Are you crazy?" She looked at him incredulously, and took a bottle of alcohol in her hand, "Disinfect first." ”
"Help me get the medicine that heals quickly, the fastest." Mi Zheng reiterated it.
Ma Jingtao walked leisurely past Mu Ling, "Mu Da Beauty, you have to meet the needs of the patient." He picked up the steel bottle and flicked the cap open with his thumb.
"Do you know that this medicine is addictive and cannot be used?" Mu Ling reached out to grab the medicine bottle in Ma Jingtao's hand, Ma Jingtao raised his hand, the people in the army were already tall, Mu Ling was short, she tiptoed and didn't get the medicine bottle in Ma Jingtao's hand, "Old Ma, are you sick?" ”
"You're sick." Ma Jingtao's tone was a little impatient. "The woman just has a lot of things, I didn't see him lying there uncomfortable."
"Mu Ling, it's time, don't make trouble." Li Qiang helped.
"I'm ......" Mu Ling wanted to speak and stopped, looking at the displeased expressions of several people. If you care so much about him, why do you have to give him these fifty lashes? ”
"Do you dare to argue with the captain's decision?" Ma Jingtao frowned.
Mi Shengtian has always said that as long as he speaks, even eight horses can't pull it back.
"If I had been here again......"
"Don't bother." Mi Zheng gritted his teeth. "Pills." He clenched the iron rod tightly on the side, as if he was about to break it.
Ma Jingtao turned around, picked up a cotton swab and dipped it in medicine and wiped it on Mi Zheng's wound.
It's cool but painful, but it's much better than it was at the beginning.
Mu Lingqi stomped his feet, "You guys are too much, and your kindness is treated as a donkey's liver and lungs!" As she spoke, she turned around angrily and slammed the steel door at the door. Bang ......" and the door shut.
Ma Jingtao smiled lightly and looked back, "It's okay now, it's finally clean, women are trouble." He looked at Mi Zheng. You carried it this time, and I'll come back next time. ”
"You're welcome." Mi Zheng closed his eyes and clenched his fists tightly.
Ma Jingtao picked up the cotton swab, "I'll be a little lighter." He smirked.
Li Qiang covered his mouth and smiled, and after a few seconds, there was a loud roar in the infirmary, "Ma Jingtao, I'm going to kill you!" ”
The black leather boots stepped on the floor of the hallway, and Mu Ling walked out quickly.
"Captain Wood......
"Hello sir."
Mu Ling's eyes were leveled with the front, ignoring the greetings around him.
Finally, not far away, she saw a pair of slender and straight figures, stretched long by the light.
She raised her head, only to see Mi Shengtian walking towards this direction with cold eyes.
Mu Ling was stunned, "Captain." She quickened her pace and walked forward.
The footsteps stopped in front of Mi Shengtian. "Captain."
"Finished?" Mi Shengtian was lukewarm, as if asking an inconsequential matter.
"Captain, where did you just go?" Mu Ling's eyes were slightly deep.
"Take care of something." Mi Shengtian walked past her, reaching out to open the door to the infirmary.
Mu Ling turned around, "Captain, Mi Zheng is your own brother, isn't fifty lashes too ruthless?" ”
"The punishment given to him has nothing to do with whether he is my own brother or not." Mi Shengtian made a calm face, and pressed his hand on the button, without force. "Military law, this is the rule."
"But isn't it a matter of the captain's words how much to be punished? It's impossible for the superiors to find out here, the captain can report that he has been punished, and if you do this, aren't you afraid, aren't you afraid that everyone will say that you are ruthless? Mu Ling took a breath, his fists clenched.
From the first time she saw Mi Shengtian, she was attracted by his current and unruly style of doing things.
No matter what emergency you encounter, no matter how dangerous the task is given by your superiors.
Regardless of whether the place is safe or not, there will be no emergencies.
He has always been indifferent.
And at this moment, she actually felt that Mi Shengtian's attitude was too cold-blooded.
"Captain, Mi Zheng is your own brother, fifty lashes, if it were someone else, he would not be able to carry it for a long time, and he might die in the torture room." Mu Ling sighed.
"Just because I know he's not someone else." The door gradually opened, and Mi Shengtian walked in with a steady step.