Yang Heng didn't recognize Ye Jian until they entered the temporary hiding spot. After coming out of the bomb shelter, Yang Heng retreated with Big Prawn. He didn't retreat with Ye Jian. During the retreat, they didn't et each other either. When they entered the warehouse, Li Jinnian instructed Ye Jian to treat Commissioner Miao's wound. Ye Jian then replied, "Yes." Yang Heng was imdiately dumbfounded.
He heard a voice that was most unlikely to appear here, but it did.
When the place was lit up, Yang Heng imdiately looked for the owner of the voice. Then, he saw Ye Jian looking at him with a smile on her face.
He didn't hear wrongly and wasn't mistaken. It was Ye Jian.
She was the most unlikely person to appear here. He never thought that he would et her in Libya. She was standing in front of him with a smile. She even… winked at him playfully.
At that mont, Yang Heng was so shocked that he stood still like a wooden doll. Until now… he was still in shock.
Why was Ye Jian here?
Why did she co with this group of special forces soldiers to save him?
Why was she so familiar with this group of powerful special forces soldiers? They could understand each other with just a look and a gesture.
How did she know them?
Was she a special forces soldier too?
But she was still a student in the military school. How did she beco a special forces soldier?
Why was she sent to Libya to carry out such a dangerous rescue mission instead of completing her howork?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Holding the flashlight in his hand, Yang Heng had hundreds of thousands of questions about Ye Jian. Why, why… Why couldn't he figure out the crux of the matter?
"There's shrapnel embedded. We need to take the shrapnel out and suture the wound."
Before the fabric that was stuck to the wound was completely peeled off, Ye Jian could already see a piece of shrapnel with a sharp edge.
This was the shrapnel of a grenade. The incision was like a knife, deeply stabbing into Commissioner Miao's calf.
Fortunately, it was stabbed into the flesh and not into the calf bone. They just needed to take out the shrapnel, disinfect the wound, and suture it.
Her cold and calm voice pulled Yang Heng's chaotic thoughts back. When he realized what Ye Jian said just now, Yang Heng imdiately asked, "Is it serious?"
His voice was still extrely hoarse, and his throat was hurting.
"Fortunately, it's not a serious injury."
Ye Jian replied in a low voice. The dagger in her hand slowly and lightly slashed past Commissioner Miao's trousers that had hardened from the layers of dried blood.
The wound was a little big. When the cloth was peeled off, blood flowed out again. Because the cloth was stuck to the wound, Commissioner Miao couldn't help but gasp in pain.
The wound was torn open again. It was like a piece of flesh was being torn apart. Ye Jian raised her head and looked at Commissioner Miao gently. She said softly, "Teacher, you can bite your sleeve to help you bear with the pain."
Commissioner Miao, who was in his early 40s, had a rare local anesthesia allergy. Hence, he couldn't get an anesthetic shot at all. He could only endure it and let cold sweat bead his forehead.
Despite how painful it was, the elegant teacher smiled and looked at the female student encouragingly. "Continue. Don't worry about ."
When the senior doctor called Ye Jian 'Junior' in the bomb shelter tunnel, Commissioner Miao knew that Ye Jian was a student of the National Science University.
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