A week later, in the morning, the hospital's back garden.
The back garden is full of lush trees, and the ground is impeccably clean. On the iron leisure chairs under the green trees along the path, patients who stepped out for activities are sitting. So are accompanied by their families, while others are alone, reading books, listening to music, chatting away. Ti passes tranquilly. Luo Zheng and Lan Xue are among them, sitting quietly and watching the peaceful lives of the other patients around them. They feel that the injuries they suffered were worthwhile, contributing to the calm and peaceful atmosphere.
After a week of treatnt, the injuries of both have stabilized. Now, what remains is to rest and recuperate. Both were inford that they need to stay in the hospital for a month, and they did not object. Coming off the battlefield, they indeed need a period of peaceful life to adjust their mindset and restore their strength.
The sun is getting stronger, shining through the gaps in the trees and onto them. Luo Zheng quietly stands up, turning his back to the incoming sunlight, blocking the sun shining on Lan Xue's face to prevent her discomfort. Lan Xue, with her keen observation skills, naturally notices this detail but doesn't object and quietly enjoys the care and concern from her lover, feeling sweet inside.
"Hey, I really wish it could always be like this. How's your injury feeling?" Lan Xue softly asks.
"Feeling much better than yesterday. The old director's herbal dicine is indeed bitter, but drinking it makes the body warm, as if there's a fire burning, very comfortable. Military Doctor Wu says the chill should be completely removed, no worries. If really unable to return to the battlefield, it's okay. We can just retire and do so small business for a living. It wouldn't be bad." Luo Zheng softly replies.
Lan Xue knows Luo Zheng is comforting her. As a soldier dreaming to beco the Strongest Soldier King, Lan Xue knows Luo Zheng cannot give up his goal, but she does not expose it and lightly smiles, "Alright, I really look forward to those days. When we retire, we can just rent a shop in the community and sell toys or sothing."
"We'll have lots of kids too." Luo Zheng laughs.
"Do you think I'm a pig?" Lan Xue laughs and scolds sweetly inside.
"If you beco a pig, then I'll be a boar, we'll still be together." Luo Zheng sincerely says, looking at Lan Xue with deep affection.
"Hmm, you can't go back on your words." Lan Xue laughs happily.
"I absolutely won't go back on it." Luo Zheng seriously says.
"Wow, are you two flirting here? Hope I didn't interrupt you." Wu Miao walks over from the side, smilingly looking at them, gaze finally falling on Lan Xue with a hint of envy, then a dissatisfied glare at Luo Zheng, handing them two thermoters, saying, "asure orally first, then underarm."
They have already gotten used to it, take the thermoters and put them in their mouths silently, Wu Miao checks the ti on his watch, softly says, "Shadow sent to remind both of you to return to the ward soon. Whispering can be done back in the ward too, it's not safe here, so suspicious individuals have been spotted."
With thermoters in their mouths, they cannot speak, exchanging a glance and nodding, after a while, Wu Miao indicates they can take it out, checks the temperatures, records them, shaking the thermoters and telling them to continue asuring, Luo Zheng places his under his arm and softly says, "How many suspicious individuals were spotted?"
"Once you talk about warfare, you get invigorated. Can't you worry less about it? The world spins fine without you; enemies get annihilated without you. The important thing is to recuperate, understand recuperating?" Wu Miao snaps with concern.
"Hehe!" Lan Xue laughs by the side; this week, Wu Miao has reprimanded Luo Zheng often, but all out of concern. Lan Xue can see that Wu Miao genuinely cares about Luo Zheng, even having a bit of a crush, but she doesn't mind. As long as restraint is maintained, and with absolute trust in Luo Zheng, she just watches amusedly until Wu Miao leaves embarrassed each ti.
"All you do is laugh." Wu Miao feels guilty under Lan Xue's laughter, knowing she's the rightful girlfriend, while he's rely being one-sided, glaring at Luo Zheng before taking Lan Xue's thermoter, recording the temperature and continuing, "Next ti, best to go out with makeup, bring a gun, shall we go?"
"You go first, we'll sit for a while longer." Luo Zheng softly replies.
Wu Miao glances at Luo Zheng, sighs silently, and turns away. Lan Xue watches Wu Miao's departing back, softly says, "She still likes you, you're quite lucky, huh."
"No choice, the man you fancy certainly must be charming, how else would he be worthy of you?" Luo Zheng teases, joking harmlessly as they've done often this week.
"Vain you are." Lan Xue laughs and scolds, "You're getting glibber by the day."
"Yes, will ensure not to be slippery anymore." Luo Zheng laughs and suddenly his eyes sharpen, narrowing into a needle-like focus, staring at an approaching figure.
The person is around thirty, male, wearing cleaner's attire, slightly loose and not fitting, pushing a cleaning cart, wearing a mask and cleaning hat, seemingly like a cleaner, but wearing sneakers, unusual for the unified shoes all cleaners wear here, stirring Luo Zheng's suspicion.
Luo Zheng's sudden vigilance triggers Lan Xue's, she follows his gaze and quickly spots the suspicious cleaner, realizing sothing and quietly asks, "Do we alert Shadow or handle it ourselves?" While speaking, she unconsciously reaches for the 92-style pistol at her back waist; as a soldier, Lan Xue is used to keeping a gun on her, sothing even Wu Miao, their attending doctor, did not notice.
"Your external injuries aren't healed, don't move, I'll go." Luo Zheng, seeing the person heading towards Wu Miao, softly instructs and quickly pursues.
Soon, Luo Zheng notices the person speeding up, inadvertently bumping the trash cart against Wu Miao, raising his hand to spill so of the piled garbage onto Wu Miao. He hastily apologizes, looking flustered. Wu Miao feels a backache from the bump and suspiciously looks at the person but finds nothing amiss.
The person hurriedly nods and apologizes, stretching to dust off the garbage fallen on Wu Miao's hand. At this mont, Luo Zheng swiftly steps forward, pulling Wu Miao back and aims his gun at the person coldly saying, "Stop pretending, squat down honestly. Coming here looking for trouble, you should know my skills."
The person looks frightened and says, "What do you want?"
"What's wrong?" Wu Miao also senses sothing wrong, cautiously steps back a few steps and asks.
"Kid, you're quite the actor, seems you're not planning to live, good, I'll fulfill it for you." Luo Zheng coldly says, unleashing a burst of murderous intent, about to pull the trigger. For those behind assassination, whether Special Agent or Assassin, they're not good people, Luo Zheng's eyes sharpen, ready to shoot.
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