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Chapter 277: Those Years in the Great Northern Wilderness (113)

Someone tried to smooth things over, "Xin Zixuan changed her name. She's now called Xin Xianghong. Don't be so prejudiced against her. She's a nice person..."

The girl sneered, "She is really nice to you male educated youth. She shares all the food and cakes given by the regiment commander with you. But when she sees us female educated youth, she sulks her face, as if we all owe her money."

"Li Mei, what do you mean? Who are you being sarcastic about?"

Someone tried to smooth things over, "Okay, just stop talking, it won't be tiring!"

The company commander, who had been silent all this time, suddenly called a halt to the team and counted the number of people again. There was still one person missing. "Where's Xin Xianghong?"

Everyone was silent, and Captain Cao shouted angrily, "Hurry up and find it."

"Come here quickly? Is this Xin Zixuan's scarf?"

"It's hers. Who else has a red scarf besides her? It was given to her by Captain Wu."

Everyone followed the footprints again and saw the dormitory lights were on from afar. Many people were furious.

"What does she mean? We were all training in the snow, but she was the only one who wanted to be special and sneaked back. What kind of children can we educate well? She is one of the five black categories!"

The night emergency drill was tiring enough, and they had to walk through knee-deep snow to look for people. There were more than one or two people who were resentful, and these complaints turned into anger when they saw the dormitory with lights on and smoke coming out.

Everyone's anger level is rising rapidly.

In the dormitory, Xin Zixuan cried like a tearful person, her eyes were red and swollen, and her right leg hung limply on the edge of the kang.

Wu Yong had beads of sweat on his forehead. He rubbed her feet and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?" At her feet were a pair of torn cloth cotton shoes, wet with snow water.

She fluttered her eyelashes and uttered one word: "It doesn't hurt."

It would be terrible if it didn't hurt! Wu Yong frowned, grabbed a handful of snow again, and rubbed her legs and feet quickly.

A basin of snow was rubbed into pieces.

The girl cried out "it hurts" in a delicate and delicate way.

Wu Yong paused and lowered his brows. "It's a good thing to feel the pain, which means you have regained consciousness. I also had frostbitten feet on the Korean battlefield. My old leader, your father, rubbed my feet like this."

He pulled off a towel nearby and wiped her feet.

"I... I can do it myself..." Her voice was almost inaudible, and she stretched out a hand to him for a towel.

He didn't give it to her, but dried her feet, slowly unbuttoned his clothes, lifted up his clothes, and warmed her feet against his chest.

"what!"

She tried to pull her feet back in panic, but he held them tightly with his hands, saying sternly, "Don't move. Your father used to warm my feet in the same way."

Xin Zixuan didn't struggle anymore. Her face turned red and her head was buried between her knees.

No one spoke anymore, and silence hung in the air.

At this time, there were chaotic footsteps and shouting outside, and then the door was kicked open and many people rushed into the dormitory.

Their eyes were fixed on their unusual posture, a little dazed, and then they looked at the two of them with suspicion.

The expressions on everyone's faces were particularly interesting, and the look of sudden enlightenment at the end gave Wu Yong a bad feeling.

Wu Yong's guard heard the noise in the kitchen, and hurried over with hot ginger soup. After squeezing into the crowd, he was also stunned.

broken!

After Yun Tinglan received the news that Zhou Jufang had caused a big disturbance in the ward, she rushed to the inpatient department without stopping.

When she arrived, Zhou Jufang was punching and kicking Xin Zixuan, saying something very unpleasant, "...You are so short of men that you even don't let go of old men..."

There was chaos in the ward, and the outside was crowded with people watching.

Yun Tinglan looked at the fallen cabinets and the broken glass on the floor with an unpleasant expression, "Stop it, this is a hospital. If you have any disputes, go home and settle them. Don't make trouble here."

"You're still protecting her?" Zhou Jufang glared. "She used to pester your man, but he didn't like her and threw her to the lower company. I didn't expect that she would hook up with Old Wu..."

"Just shut up!" Wu Yong pushed the crowd away and shouted, then put down the fish soup and was about to pull Zhou Jufang away. He had never seen anyone so stupid as to put the blame on her own man.

Is there such a thing? Yun Tinglan looked down at Xin Zixuan in surprise. She was indeed a beauty. She hugged the quilt and huddled in the corner crying. She looked like a beautiful girl with tears in her eyes, which made people feel pity for her.

Unfortunately, Zhou Jufang didn't understand the phrase "cherishing the beauty" and refused to give up. She insisted on dragging Xin Zixuan to show everyone, shouting, "I won't leave. Today I must let everyone see the coquettish appearance of this vixen... She is such a shameless thing, she is crazy about men..."

To shut up!

Wu Yong's face turned pale and he slapped Zhou Jufang without thinking. This slap completely destroyed Zhou Jufang's sanity.

All her grievances burst out, and she stretched out her hand and scratched Wu Yong's face, shouting at the top of her lungs, "You hit me? You hit me... just for a slutty fox!"

With so many people watching, Wu Yong raised his hand to block it, but ended up pushing the person out, and he fell onto the broken glass.

The shrill screams made the onlookers feel pain, and the look in their eyes when they looked at Wu Yong was different.

Wu Yong was also stunned.

Zhou Jufang was like a madman, as if she didn't feel the pain in her butt. She picked up the broken glass at hand and threw it at Xin Zixuan.

Wu Yong instinctively stood in front of her, and everyone's looks became even weirder.

Zhou Jufang was so angry that she was shaking all over. She grabbed the broken pieces and slashed them at Wu Yong without hesitation, saying fiercely, "I told you to protect that vixen and be shameless..."

Yun Tinglan suddenly grabbed Zhou Jufang's arm, pressed the acupoints on her arm, and snatched the sharp fragment stained with blood from her palm.

"Wu Yong, you are an ungrateful man, a Chen Shimei. It is shameless for you to hug and kiss the younger generation..." Zhou Jufang cried like a child.

"What are you looking at? Go away!" After sending the crowd away, Yun Tinglan turned around and told the nurse to clean up the ward, and asked Luo Jingjing to find Wu Yong to settle the expenses.

Yun Tinglan didn't want to listen to Wu Yong's explanation. She asked two nurses to take Zhou Jufang, who was crying uncontrollably, to the emergency room to treat her wounds. Then she looked at him and said, "We are in a hospital and need quiet. If you have nothing else, Captain Wu, take her away. You can get the frostbite cream from the pharmacy. As for explanations, there is no need. I am not responsible for work style issues. You can explain to Political Commissar Xu."

Wu Yong's words were blocked by his official attitude. He glanced at Xin Zixuan, who was sobbing in the corner, sighed, and asked the guard to temporarily put her in his office while he went to the pharmacy to get the medicine.

This matter caused a big stir, and Wu Yong couldn't suppress it just because he wanted to. It involved job changes. Once Song Jinhan left, the position of deputy regiment commander became vacant, and many people were watching him.

The independent regiment has developed very well in recent years, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a popular group. Now that Wu Yong has done this, it would be a miracle if he can suppress it.

Anyone with common sense knows which one to choose between the leader and the deputy leader.

Yun Tinglan even suspected that someone was setting up a trap for Wu Yong.

Song Jinhan just smiled and said, "A fly won't bite an egg that has no cracks. If Wu Yong really has nothing to hide, why doesn't he send the patient to the hospital and rub the patient's feet himself?"

This is not the North Korean battlefield, there is a shortage of medical care and medicine.