Chatting can divert the pain of the wounded, especially those who are close to Young Marshal Liu, but those who join the army, except for the ambition to protect their families and defend the country, most of them are destitute.

Without military pay, it is difficult for a disabled person to support his family and may drag down his family, and the future is hopeless for them.

Therefore, even if the wounded cannot go to the battlefield, they also want to stay in the army to do logistics, at least have an errand to make ends meet.

While talking to them, Shu Ange noted down the needs of the wounded, and thought in his heart what kind of jobs they were suitable for, and he could introduce them to the factory.

Just as Shu Ange was talking to the wounded, the door suddenly opened, and she raised her eyes to see that the person who came was none other than Yu Jiahui.

She also carried the tray that the nurse used to make her rounds the room, which contained medicines and painkillers, anesthetics and small towels.

Could this be the legendary fateful encounter?

After Yu Jiahui saw Shu Ange, she smiled indifferently, first cared for the wounded in the ward softly, and then said to her with a sullen face: "Miss Bai, I know that you are from a rich background and do not understand the suffering of the people. But the wounded need to rest, and the overflowing love you give here will only make them more tired. ”

After she finished speaking, she emotionally pointed to the person in the hospital bed next door: "This soldier has participated in many battles, and last time in order to capture foreign spies, he was cut off and had to have his leg amputated. They are all heroes, not objects of your pastime when you are bored. ”

Shu Ange was dumbfounded, and even the expression of the wounded who was praised by Yu Jiahui was a little unsightly, and he endured the severe pain and said, "Miss Yu, in fact, ......"

Yu Jiahui waved her hand and said with a heavy expression: "You don't need to say it, I know that the young marshal will definitely settle you." ”

At this time, Shu Ange's heart was unwavering, and he even wanted to laugh.

Yu Jiahui continued, she said emotionally: "Young Marshal Liu will never abandon and give up any of his comrades, everyone must believe in Jiangyang Army." Please also know that the mercy of the high will only make these wounded feel humiliated. ”

At this moment, Liu Huaijin pushed the door and came in, just hearing Yu Jiahui's beautiful speech, and Shu Ange's sneering look.

Yu Jiahui turned her back to the door, saw Liu Huaijin's entrance from the glass and saw Bai Ange's sneering expression, and hurriedly said: "Miss Bai looks down on us, although I am soft-spoken, but ......"

"That's enough, let's get out."

Liu Huaijin didn't look at Yu Jiahui, said five words with a cold face, and then walked to Shu Ange's side, cut her hair, and said in a soft voice: "Don't listen to other people's nonsense, I know your mind." “

His completely different attitude made Yu Jiahui blush, and stammered: "Young marshal, you misunderstood, I really didn't mean to target Madame, I just thought too much about the wounded." ”

In the blink of an eye, the previous Miss Bai became Madame.

At this time, the wounded man lying on the hospital bed finally found a chance to speak: "Miss Yu, you misunderstood, Mrs. is not on top, she is asking us what our plans are after the injury is healed, and she wants to introduce us to work." “

Liu Huaijin glanced at Yu Jiahui coldly, she shivered with her hands and feet, Shu Ange gently tugged at Liu Huaijin's sleeve and said unhappily: "Why is she always targeting me." ”

Taking advantage of her illness and asking for her life, Our Lady will put forgiveness in her mouth every day, and the pseudo-Virgin Mary, such as Yu Jiahui, will give people eye medicine in the name of forgiveness.

Liu Huaijin let Shu Ange snuggle up to him, and said expressionlessly: "You will stay in the hospital and work in the future." ”

He is not a fool, Liu Huaijin has seen everything in his eyes recently, he is very disappointed in Jiahui, and he is full of apologies for Shu Ange.

Shu Ange looked at Yu Jiahui's staggered face, and heard the system's cheerful prompt tone, and her favorability brushed to 85, so she grimaced at her.

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