"Hey, Boss, you can’t do this. Can you grant a few days of leave?" Jing Xiangyang said reluctantly, following Mu Xingfeng.
"It’s training camp period now. Do you think, as a doctor, you can have a break at this ti?" Mu Xingfeng switched from his recent kind deanor to his usual sternness, his words carrying a chilling effect.
Jing Xiangyang abruptly stopped, stood straight, puffed out his chest, and gave a standard military salute, "Yes, Sir."
After speaking, he turned and jogged back to his infirmary.
He always thought that with Little Sister-in-law around, Yama Mu had changed. Turns out he only changes when he’s with her. In front of them, he is still the upright and unyielding Yama Mu.
The so-called upright and unyielding person glanced at Jing Xiangyang’s retreating figure and sighed. Sigh, both the palm and the back of the hand are flesh. Next, it depends on whether Lin Junyang can get enlightened.
If Lin Junyang remains indifferent to Jing Xiangyang’s glaring, then there’s nothing he can do.
On the training ground, Lin Junyang crossed stakes, leaped over trenches, climbed high walls, crawled through nets... completing the ten obstacle courses in one go.
Liu Hu stood by timing, seeing Mu Xingfeng approaching, Liu Hu stood straight and saluted, "Boss, Lin Tou just clocked two minutes twenty-three seconds."
Mu Xingfeng gestured for Lin Junyang to co over.
Liu Hu handed the tir to Mu Xingfeng and turned to continue his intense training.
"Boss, what’s the matter?" Lin Junyang, in short-sleeved training clothes, had sweat-soaked fabric at his chest, allowing sweat to slide down his forehead.
Mu Xingfeng looked him up and down, "Is the injury healed? If you keep this up, you might have to seek Jing Xiangyang for infection treatnt."
Lin Junyang instantly stood straight and gave a salute, "Yes."
"Also, pay attention during training. You can’t just brute force your way through. Don’t get injured during training again."
Lin Junyang wiped the sweat off his face, trying to see his boss clearly.
"In the training ground, if not brute force, what do you rely on? Is there a trick to it? How?
Besides, since when did the Cold-faced Yama care about soldiers getting injured during training?"
Seeing Lin Junyang’s perplexed expression, Mu Xingfeng asked back, "What? Didn’t you hear clearly?"
Lin Junyang imdiately stood straight and gave a standard military salute, "Yes, understood."
"Good. Recently the doctor might take two days off. After all, our Guard Team mbers need to marry and have children too. Since he has a life goal, as your leader, I must support you. Go now."
Mu Xingfeng waved at Lin Junyang and turned to check other soldiers’ training.
"Boss, Boss..." Lin Junyang paused for a mont to understand Mu Xingfeng’s words, then rushed after him. "Boss, I think now is the critical ti for our training. Even though the doctor doesn’t join our training, with such high intensity, it’s inevitable that soldiers might get injured. Isn’t it bad if the doctor leaves?"
Lin Junyang saw Mu Xingfeng turn around, slightly frowning, seemingly displeased, and hastily explained, "Second Brother, I’m just thinking about you. If a Guard Team mber gets injured, doesn’t find a doctor, and it gets reported up, won’t it be your responsibility?"
Mu Xingfeng stopped, thought for a mont, "You have a point."
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