Yao Xiaojing turned her face and refused to face Yao Zhiyuan. She kicked her talkative cousin hard with her good leg. The meaning in her eyes quickly made Chi Hongjun mute. His expression was annoyed, knowing that he had made a mistake.
The taboo of pestering your little cousin.
Yao Zhiyuan walked over and squatted down in front of his daughter. He was originally tall, but he squatted down like a hill, blocking his surroundings. Yang Wenjun quickly grabbed a square stool, but was stared back by the chief of staff.
Use one side as a stake.
"Doctor, how is my daughter doing?" He frowned and looked at Yao Xiaojing's swollen ankle, feeling that the pain seemed to be on his own body.
The doctor at the military hospital stood up to salute, but Yao Zhiyuan waved his hand to stop him: "Just say it!"
"Yes, Chief! After diagnosis, it was found that your daughter's ankle was slightly sprained, but the bones are fine. I asked your daughter about it. She received timely treatment after the fall, so the injury did not develop."
"Oh, are there any other injuries?" Yao Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief and put his eyes on the back of his head, which was facing away from him.
The doctor's eyes flickered, and he approached the chief in a low voice and said, "Your daughter... is still bleeding. However, chief, don't worry, she is... having a normal menstrual cycle."
Yao Zhiyuan was startled when he heard the sound. Thinking of the men's military uniform tied around his daughter's waist, he couldn't help but look at Chen Mufeng who was standing nearby.
In the dim light, the tall and straight military academy cadet stood motionless, like a sentry performing his duties. He did not pay too enthusiastic attention to the communication between him and his daughter like others, but turned his attention to
He walked along the path he and Xiaojing took back, with a touch of sadness and frustration on his expression, looking intently at the dark forest, as if there was something worth remembering in it.
Thinking of the name he couldn't help shouting when he rescued his daughter just now, Yao Zhiyuan's heartstrings were plucked heavily.
Just as he was feeling flustered by the vague speculation, Yao Xiaojing slapped off the doctor's hand that was applying medicine to her and struggled to stand up from the stretcher.
"I'm fine. Please don't stir up trouble. The sprain is not a serious illness. You are making such a fuss."
The doctor asked Yao Zhiyuan for help in embarrassment: "Chief... look..."
Yao Zhiyuan stood up, his voice full of majesty: "Xiaojing, don't mess around!"
Yao Xiaojing ignored his scolding and walked stubbornly in the direction of Chen Mufeng with a limp leg.
Chi Hongjun became anxious when he saw it, and rushed forward to block her way: "Xiaojing, don't be ignorant!" He lowered his voice and begged her: "Don't have anything to do with this student until the matter is made clear, you.
.. Be obedient! Don’t be stubborn! Be obedient, please. My eldest cousin is begging you... There are so many people, where are you going to put your uncle’s face?” He knew that things in the Yao family were not that simple, but his cousin’s attitude
But it really made him accept his incompetence. The atmosphere between them was not like father and daughter, but more like enemies.