Liu Huaijin was empty in his arms, looking at the villain's elated appearance, and asked himself if he treated her too harshly before, so that she would be so willful.

He leaned back in his chair and recalled the time when the two met, Bai Ange was a person who dared to love and hate, she was hot and bright like a little sun, laughing and scolding never covered up her emotions.

Is it really her fault that the two of them have made trouble to this point, Liu Huaijin began to reflect, he seemed to have really 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 good spirits.

Liu Huaijin took the initiative to stretch out her arm for Shu Ange, she also leaned her little head over with a smile and a sweet face, the two walked out of the villa with their arms in hand, and their eyes widened when they were done, not very convinced of their eyes.

Is this the young master who has been serious since they were young and old, this is how the young master and young grandmother who they divorced quickly before, why did they suddenly change so much.

Liu Huaijin called the adjutant and a few guards to take Shu Ange to the military hospital together.

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

The military hospital is located on the outskirts, and there are towering trees everywhere in the shade, and I know that I can't stop screaming. There are many people in the courtyard who are wrapped in bandages or on crutches, and they are struggling to do rehabilitation exercises.

Seeing Liu Huaijin coming, many people greeted them warmly, showing excitement on their faces, and the chief can remember that these disabled people are the best encouragement for them.

Shu Ange grew up in a peaceful era, even if she went to the hospital once or twice, how could she have seen so many people disabled by injuries, she looked at the unfamiliar faces, she didn't feel scared but sad.

If medical conditions were more developed, why would 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 Young Marshal Liu was coming, and her heart beat faster and she stood in front of the window with the little nurses.

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

The two went upstairs together, Liu Huaijin had the primary penicillin and topical penicillin in the vial, and after asking the doctor, the two entered the ward of the newly admitted person.

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

Shu Ange observed the injury status of each person, and gave a brief explanation to the doctor according to the dosage of the medicine used in the previous clinical trial.

The doctor was a little apprehensive in the face of the new drug, but under Liu Huaijin's instructions, he still went down to make a mixture, infusion for the hospital or oral administration.

"I'm not alive, don't save me, I'm just a waste!"

Outside the hallway, there was a high-pitched scream, followed by the soothing voices of doctors and nurses.

When he saw the iron-clad tough guys on the battlefield suffering such torture in the ward, Shu Ange's eyes were a little moist.

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

Those wounded were too painful, and after Liu Huaijin and them came in, they almost begged that they didn't want to amputate their limbs, and they wanted to go to the battlefield, and they didn't want to be a waste.

Facing the pale faces on the hospital bed and the festering wounds on their bodies, Liu Huaijin was so blocked that he could only say, "I'll go out to smoke a cigarette, you can find a place to sit for a while." ”

After he finished speaking, he almost ran away, and no commander could 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 his worries.

Shu Ange watched him leave, but did not go out, but pulled a chair and sat down to chat with the wounded.

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