067, the second week [21] over the wall to see a doctor
The night is getting darker.
The students who had packed up went straight towards the cafeteria.
Where Mo Shangyun was going, she would pass by the cafeteria, so she saw many people - smiling faces because they stayed this time, heavy faces because of worries about the future, depressed and discouraged because of losing their companions... many people, many emotions.
When passing by the cafeteria, Mo Shangjun seemed to see Yan Tianxing.
——Yan Tianxing?
The name flashed through her mind, bringing Mo Shangyun's mind back to where she had wandered. So she stopped and carefully raised her eyes to look at the off-road vehicle not far away. It was vaguely like she could actually see it.
Yan Tianxing sitting in the car.
Then, she saw a hand reaching out and making a "come here" gesture towards her.
Subconsciously, Mo Shangyun recalled the fear of being dominated by running circles.
Tsk.
The psychological quality is getting weaker and weaker.
Mo Shangjun sighed, then walked towards the off-road vehicle.
In the past, Yan Tianxing drove a Jeep. Although this off-road vehicle was tall and classy, there was no driver who got out of the car, which made it difficult for everyone to associate it with "Yan Tianxing". Therefore, even if most students saw the off-road vehicle, they didn't pay much attention to it, just a little bit.
He took a second look and left.
Seeing Mo Shangyun approaching, Yan Tianxing put his elbows on the car window, then raised his eyebrows at her, "What are you doing?"
According to Mo Shangjun's usual vigilance and observation skills, he should have been spotted five minutes ago.
Mo Shangjun pretended to sigh, "I moved to a slum, and I'm in a bad mood."
While she was talking, she had already stopped by the car door.
Seeing how well she was pretending, Yan Tianxing chuckled and couldn't help but lift up his fingers to pinch her face.
There's not much meat, but it feels good.
Mo Shangyun stared at him, then looked around.
Yan Tianxing let go at the right time and asked: "Aren't you going to the canteen?"
I thought Mo Shangjun would go to the cafeteria, so Yan Tianxing waited here, but looking at the direction Mo Shangjun had just taken, it seemed that the target was not the cafeteria.
Putting his hand in his pocket, Mo Shangyun said lazily: "I have moved to a slum, I have no appetite."
"..."
Yan Tianxing was speechless for a moment.
I don’t know whether to complain, “Who should I blame for the slums I went to?” or whether I should complain, “I believe you really cared about this, so a ghost happened.”
"What do you want from me?" After Mo Shangyun asked, he added seriously, "I want to go and relax."
When asked, Yan Tianxing was stunned for a moment.
I have been busy all day long from morning to night. I just finished the meeting and thought of the "Valentine's Day" that Bu Yirong mentioned. In addition, I saw the news that Mo Shangjun moved to the "blue room", so I planned to come over to find her.
I have no idea what to do specifically.
As the New Year is approaching, there are many people visiting the office, especially at night. If you carry a student named Mo Shangjun there, being seen has a bad influence on Mo Shangjun.
After thinking about it, Yan Tianxing asked: "Take you for a ride?"
Mo Shangyun shook his head, "Going for a ride can't make up for the depression of moving to a slum."
"Did you get into trouble with the slums?" Yan Tianxing felt helpless, and then asked, "Are you coming?"
After thinking for two seconds, Mo Shangyun shook his head and said, "I have moved to a slum. I want to be quiet."
Yan Tianxing's head has grown so big that she just moved to the "blue room". How did this girl become such a drama queen?
"You try to mention 'slums' again?" Yan Tianxing frowned and asked.
Mo Shangjun quickly changed the subject, "Speaking of which, how did you come up with the idea of sealing the door?"
Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows, "...Where is the disadvantage?"
"otherwise?"
Mo Shangjun asked rhetorically.
"..." Too lazy to argue with her, Yan Tianxing asked, "Can you get in the car?"
Mo Shangjun said lightly: "No."
Although she was talking nonsense to Yan Tianxing, she did have somewhere to go.
Normally, she might just get in the car.
Raising his hand to lift the brim of her hat, Yan Tianxing poked his head out slightly, stared into her eyes, and asked with a smile: "Look at your posture, I'm not as attractive as a slum person?"
Mo Shangyun seemed to think about it for a few seconds, then nodded in agreement, "Maybe."
Yan Tianxing said seriously: "Comrade Mo Xiaoyun, if this continues, we will be in emotional crisis."
Raising his hand to touch his chin, Mo Shangyun thought carefully, then moved forward, leaning his elbow against the car window, and got slightly closer to Yan Tianxing.
"Master Yan," Mo Shangyun called him, then moved the brim of his hat to the side to prevent her from blocking her view of him. She smiled, "If we really have a relationship crisis, will you save it?
?”
Yan Tianxing gave her a cold look and said, "It depends on how much you do."
Mo Shangjun raised his lips and said, "Isn't it the same as doing it to each other?"
Yan Tianxing: "..."
It feels like I'm on the verge of a relationship crisis.
Feeling a little unhappy for no reason.
However, Mo Shangjun continued to ask: "Master Yan, have you really never been in love?"
Yan Tianxing smiled at her and said, "You did talk about it, didn't you talk him away?"
"Aren't you the same?" Mo Shangyun asked with a smile.
"..."
"..."
The two of them are evenly matched, so why bother hurting each other?
"Where do you want to go?" Yan Tianxing said, too lazy to talk to her about this, "I'll see you off."
Mo Shangjun said: "You who are admired by others and not down to earth may not know that what we mortals call 'relaxation' is basically wandering aimlessly on two legs."
"..." Yan Tianxing looked at her sideways, "Do you believe I gave you a running package that you can complete on two legs?"
Mo Shangyun looked at him seriously, then shook his head: "Being serious hurts your feelings."
"..."
Yan Tianxing couldn't bear it and flicked the forehead of the drama queen in front of him.
When he noticed his movements, Mo Shangyun subconsciously ducked back. Although he relaxed a little, he never escaped the actual contact.
Mo Shangjun later realized that his reaction ability today was indeed a bit slow.
"Give you another chance, should you walk on two legs, or get in the car and go for a drive?"
"……walk."
After hesitating for a moment, Mo Shangyun gave the answer.
Yan Tianxing's brows moved slightly, and he understood that Mo Shangyun had no idea about the so-called Valentine's Day.
In other words, she had no idea what day it was.
However, without Bu Yirong's reminder, he might not have remembered.
There are too many things, one thing after another, and there is no time to spare, so occasionally, people who should occupy an important position will be forgotten.
"Take it."
Without forcing Mo Shangyun, Yan Tianxing threw an item over.
Mo Shangjun opened his left hand and soon discovered that it was a few pieces of chocolate...and they were all for military use.
Mo Shangjun's lips twitched slightly: "Chocolate again?"
Yan Tianxing said slowly: "There was originally another dinner, but seeing as you declined the invitation... it's too late."
"What dinner?" Mo Shangjun asked after being stunned for a moment.
Yan Tianxing said: "Barbecue."
It's just that it takes a while to prepare the barbecue ingredients, so you can't eat it right away, so it's just a late-night snack at best.
"..."
Mo Shangyun was obviously hesitating.
Yan Tianxing saw it and said, "It's not too late to regret it now."
"……never mind."
Mo Shangjun reluctantly gave up his love.
I was given the opportunity again and again, only to be rejected.
Yan Tianxing was a little angry, but he could see Mo Shangjun's regretful expression, but he never vented this little flame.
"Let's go." Yan Tianxing said, "Perform well next week. If you don't get the red flag, I will consider giving you extra training."
"oh."
Mo Shangyun didn't care about this.
Yan Tianxing frowned slightly, started the car and left directly.
This girl...has no self-consciousness about being a girlfriend.
Holding the pieces of chocolate in his hand, Mo Shangyun lowered his hand, turned his head and looked at the off-road vehicle in the distance, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and then shrugged.
It’s a pity that we had a barbecue...
Mo Shangyun thought so.
However, what she got was the "green flag", so Yan Tianxing still wanted to celebrate her going to the "slums"?
Mo Shangjun, who had no idea what day it was, put the chocolate in his pocket, then withdrew his gaze and walked towards where she was going.
*
The military hospital is near the GS9 base and very close to the recruit training base.
The hospital is far away from the city and mainly serves soldiers. In addition, the amount of training is not as good as before during the New Year and there are no exercises, so there are very few soldiers with broken muscles and bones.
The psychiatry department is on the fourth floor, and the doctors are so idle that they gather together to chat about academic issues, such as the manifestations and coping methods of soldiers' post-traumatic stress disorder.
Song Xiuliang had a separate office and really had nothing to do, so he sat on the office chair and browsed patient files.
A survey was conducted a few years ago and it was found that all soldiers have some problems to one degree or another - of course it is impossible for a completely mentally sound person to exist. Even Yan Tianxing, the captain of the first team of GS9 who exists like a god, has problems.
Oh, so does he himself.
It just has no impact.
In the quiet office, only the sound of files being opened could be heard.
"Hey."
Somehow, Song Xiuliang had some auditory hallucinations.
The casual and leisurely tone suddenly sounded, and he couldn't help but think of the patient he took over when he was just preparing for "actual combat" a few years ago - Mo Shangyun.
A young military cadet with an extremely powerful family background, but not like a child who could be raised by an ordinary military family. Although he has a good-natured background, he has a terrifying ruthlessness. When he calms down, he is not disgusting.
Ruffian.
She was supposed to die, but she was rescued from the explosion site. She didn't know what she had experienced and what kind of scenes she had seen.
At that time, she was 18 years old and just coming of age.
When he was in his youth, he crawled back from the edge of death and lost his master who had been with him for many years.
However, in his memory, he had never seen her hysterical. She just tried her best to emphasize that everything was normal, and then when he asked too many questions, she would just take action and not speak, and use violence to cover up all the words she didn't want to hear.
He is a person who likes to use violence to escape.
But when I saw her recently, I felt...she seemed to have changed a lot.
She used to have thorns all over her body, and she didn't trust people for a long time, and she would get physical if she didn't agree with her. But recently, he occasionally went to observe her, and found that in addition to her self-confidence and publicity, she was also restrained and gentle, and she seemed to have gotten to know her well.
Made a good group of friends.
Boom. Boom. Boom.
This time it was the sound of the windowpane being knocked, which was very obvious.
There was a strong wind blowing outside the window, and occasionally the weak window would be blown, but the sound was not as loud as it was now... now it seemed as if someone had knocked it deliberately, and there was still a sense of rhythm.
Not an auditory hallucination!
Song Xiuliang suddenly came back to his senses.
He was startled, and subconsciously looked towards the window, only to see that there was nothing outside. He could vaguely hear the howling wind, and could even see the shadows of the swaying trees outside.
He is on the fourth floor...
Song Xiuliang broke into a cold sweat for himself.
All right, are you hallucinating?
When his eyes fell on the window, Song Xiuliang looked a little nervous.
I was just thinking about what happened, and I wasn't sure whether the voice just now was an auditory hallucination or reality, so I was a little unsure at the moment... It seems that these soldiers have the ability to fly over walls and climb over walls?
However, there is indeed nothing outside.
Only in the distance can you see street lights and buildings.
There are probably very few pedestrians outside.
So, Dr. Song Xiuliang, who embraced materialism, calmly stood up from the chair and walked steadily towards the window.
Stand still.
This is a newly built building. The casement windows can be opened by just pushing them to one side.
However, Song Xiuliang stood still for three seconds before reaching out and pushing the window aside.
At that moment, the biting cold wind roared in from outside, causing Song Xiuliang to feel a chill in his heart.
At the same time, a hand appeared on the window and came into view smoothly.
It was a woman's hand, with clearly defined and slender finger joints, which was quite nice--but only if one ignored the bruises on the finger joints.
The next second, another hand appeared, with an uninjured back, proving Song Xiuliang's view that "hands are beautiful."
Song Xiuliang thought about the possibility of closing the window.
However, before this thought came to a conclusion, the owner of the hands suddenly pushed up and jumped directly into Song Xiuliang's field of vision. In almost a blink of an eye, before he had time to see how she acted, he saw her half-crouching.
At the window, the strong wind was blowing behind her, and the short hair and collar under the brim of the hat were swaying. The sharp and handsome man rushed towards her, but the feeling might have made someone's heart stop.
Maybe he had a certain psychological quality, maybe he calmed down after being overly stimulated, so Song Xiuliang was not sure how he felt, but looked at the people who suddenly appeared on the window in silence - Mo, Shang, and Yun.
"Boom. Boom. Boom."
Mo Shangjun stretched out his left hand, slightly bent his two fingers, and tapped on the window.
In this case, she also had to pay attention to a sense of rhythm, and the sounds produced were almost the same.
"Dr. Song, long time no see." Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows at the numb and handsome doctor in front of him, his expression of interest undisguised.
"..." Song Xiuliang asked speechlessly: "Classmate Mo Shangyun, should I call the police now?"
"Okay." Mo Shangjun agreed, then looked at Song Xiuliang who was standing in front of him, glanced around, and asked, "Do you want to make room for me to jump down; or do you want to continue to stay here?
, let me roll over your head?"
"..."
Since the challenge of climbing over his head was relatively risky for him, Song Xiuliang took a few steps back with a headache.
Mo Shangyun jumped down from the window lightly, and the moment he landed, he closed the window door.
The howling wind suddenly stopped.
The office fell into silence.
Everything is the same as before... except that there is one more person.
Fortunately, because Mo Shangyun had given him too many "surprises" before, Song Xiuliang quickly calmed down after seeing such a scene.
Sighing, Song Xiuliang asked: "Classmate Mo Shangjun, are you here to see a doctor or to reminisce about old times?"
Mo Shangyun said decisively: "See a doctor."
"..."
Song Xiuliang felt that the fright he received at this moment was more than ten times greater than before.
see a doctor?!
In my lifetime, will I ever see Mo Shangyun admit that he is "sick"?!
Song Xiuliang took off his gold-rimmed glasses, then raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose to make sure he was awake.
After confirming again and again that he was not hallucinating, Song Xiuliang slowly put on his glasses.
Then, he saw Mo Shangjun stretched out his right hand towards him, with the back of his hand facing up, and said in a casual tone: "Here, help me give some medicine."
Song Xiuliang: "..."
If calling the police could send Mo Shangyun away, Song Xiuliang would indeed have the urge to call the police at this moment.
"Classmate Mo Shangjun, I think you need to recognize the fact that the psychiatry department is not responsible for treating trauma." After speaking, Song Xiuliang looked at Mo Shangjun's hand again, "Your injury can be treated by the infirmary.
"
It looks a bit miserable, but in the final analysis, it's just a skin injury.
It will be fine with a little processing.
——Mo Shangjun definitely didn’t come here specifically to ask for a bandage.
"Hey," Mo Shangyun pretended to sigh and shook his head, "I can't find any excuse to come here to see my old friends. In this case, I will leave first..."
With that said, Mo Shangyun planned to open the window.
"Eh!"
Song Xiuliang quickly called her to stop.
"Go over there and sit down." Song Xiuliang pointed to the chair in front of the desk.
"OK!"
Mo Shangyun shrugged, walked over there, pulled out the chair, and sat down.
Because the injury on Mo Shangyun's hand was not serious, Song Xiuliang went to pour her a glass of water first.
"Why don't you go through the door?" Song Xiuliang asked after putting down the water glass.
Mo Shangjun gave him a look, "As you said, psychiatrists don't look at trauma."
Song Xiuliang: "..."
If classmate Mo Shangyun hadn't been doing bad things with her, maybe he would have actually believed her.
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