Chapter Thirty-Two

  Although they insisted that they could start training immediately, the military commander still forcibly arranged for them to go to the hospital for a check-up and to rest.

  Yuan Shuai's wound stitched with fishing line and thread has healed, but the fishing line has grown deep into the flesh. Surgery is required to remove it. When removing the fishing line, the doctor said: "You medical personnel are too irresponsible, this is simply reckless. This is not even a medical suture thread, it looks more like fishing line used for angling."

  Yuan Shuai said with embarrassment: "This was originally a fishing line, I sewed it myself. In the wilderness, where can you find suture thread? Having fishing line is already good enough."

  "What, you sewed it yourself? Is there any anesthetic?" The doctor was a bit skeptical.

  "There's anesthesia but I don't dare use it, those are against the rules, using anesthesia can still win." Yuan Shuai felt that what the doctor said was a bit unbelievable.

  "It's unbelievable, it's unbelievable that such a long wound was sutured without anesthesia and by himself". The special forces are indeed living up to their reputation.

  Yuan Shuai thought to himself, inexplicably, sewing up a small wound, making a big fuss over something that wasn't even as serious.

  The doctor cleaned his wound and immediately returned to the department, which was naturally known by Yu Rou. With tears in her eyes, she came out. These days, he has been caring about Yuan Shuai every day. When the doctor said that he had come to the hospital at first, he was excited for a moment. But when he heard that he was so "miserable" himself, she couldn't control her tears anymore.

  The door was kicked open with a "bang", and she scolded him harshly, "You idiot, how can you be so careless with your own body? You used fishing line to stitch the wound, did you disinfect it? What if it gets infected?"

  Her actions left Yuan Shuai a bit stunned, "What do I use if not fishing line? I only have fishing line, nothing else. What am I supposed to do? Is this a battlefield or something? Am I supposed to dial 120?"

  She thought she had worried herself to death for him, but he still had the nerve to joke with her. She punched him hard. It just so happened that it hit his shoulder, which had just been operated on. Yuan Shuai didn't make a sound, but he still shuddered.

  However, he was still seen by Wang Yuanjian, who immediately joked and said: "Murdering one's husband, murdering one's husband"

  He said so and everyone followed suit.

  Yu Rong didn't care what they said, she pouted her mouth and looked at Yuan Shuai with a heartache.

  Yuan Shuai's face turned red as if he was a kid who had done something wrong, and he quickly looked away.

  For them, this is not a disease at all, so lying in bed is simply torture for them. So everyone discussed going out for a stroll at night.

  Just walking at the gate, was seen by Yu Rong who came head-on.

  "Where are you going? Don't you know you're a patient?" Yurong said sternly. There's no way to let him take charge here.

  Everyone could only make a wry face and look at Jinfeng, among them only Jinfeng was able to be poor.

  Jīn Fēng's eyebrows furrowed and he immediately knew what to say.

  "Doctor, you've come just in time. Yuan Shuai was just thinking of going to find you. He said thank you for taking such good care of him last time and didn't even get a chance to properly thank you. Today he's inviting you out to have some fun."

  Yuan Shuai heard this and was confused. Just as he wanted to argue, he was stopped by Wang Yuanjian and Zhang Qipeng.

  Wang Yuan saw him pointing at him and whispered: "Whether everyone can go out tonight depends on you."

  Yuan Shuai reluctantly hung his head in defeat, indicating surrender.

  Yu Rong listened to Jin Feng finish speaking, then looked at Yuan Shuai. Yuan Shuai nodded slightly. Actually, Yuan Shuai wasn't someone who didn't like Yu Rong - what kind of person wouldn't like a girl like her? It's just that he knew soldiers like him in the army weren't allowed to fall in love. It was against regulations.

  Yu Rong looked at Yuan Shuai and nodded, then lowered her head in shyness.

  "Wait a minute, I'll go change clothes." He said, unable to conceal his excitement, and ran upstairs.

  "You're using me as a shield!" Yuan Shuai saw Yu Rou approaching and kicked out. Jin Feng dodged quickly and said, "I'm doing this for everyone's happiness."

  Yuan Shuai still wanted to continue when Yu Rou had already changed her clothes and come down.

  This stunned everyone.

  Tight jeans, tight-fitting T-shirt. A slender figure with a prominent physique. With shoulder-length long hair, the whole body exudes a youthful aura.

  As soon as they arrived on the street, the first thing they did was change into casual clothes. Although they didn't look as dashing as when they wore their military uniforms, they still looked impressive and majestic. As they walked down the main street, they even caught the attention of young girls who kept turning their heads to glance at them.

  As I walked and walked, I saw that it was very lively in front of me. Walking in to take a look, it turned out to be a dart-throwing stall. If you hit the bullseye, you could win a big doll.

  "It's so close, it's like he's sending one over." Yuan Shuai muttered softly.

  But unfortunately was overheard by someone playing beside him.

  This person looks rough and has a lot of scars on his face. He's also surrounded by a large group of people, like some kind of gangster.

  "What did you say? Nobody has dared to speak like that in front of me before. Do you know what I'm called? Nickname Little Li Flying Dagger."

  As soon as they heard this, Jin Feng and the others couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  "What are you laughing at?" The self-proclaimed Little Li Flying Dagger saw Jin Feng laugh and got very angry, and several people following him also came over.

  Jin Feng smiled and said: "If Gu Long heard you say that, he would have to crawl out of his grave."

  "If you say so, then you must be flying better than me. Let's have a competition. If you can't beat me, don't think about leaving this street intact today."

  Seeing this place has conflicts, more and more people are coming, soon it will be surrounded and there will be no way out.

  That man waved his hand and swung his legs as if he was warming up.

  Just as he was about to fly out, Yuan Shuai said, "Wait, what if you lose?"

  "Little kid, if I lose, I'll crawl out from between your legs."

  "Alright." Yuan Shuai waved his hand.

  This big fellow really has some skill, every knife hit the target. Two knives even hit the bullseye. The people following beside him were cheering loudly on one side.

  "It's your turn."

  Yuan Shuai didn't wave his hand or twist his waist. He picked up the flying dart and "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" it flew, hitting the bullseye. The onlookers were stunned for a moment. About 5 seconds later, thunderous applause erupted.

  That big guy started to act recklessly, "Little kid, what kind of gang are you from, dare to challenge me. Beat him up!" As he said that, his large hand swung out and the people beside him charged over with their teeth bared. Yuan Shuai gently pulled Yu Rou behind him. The first one to charge over had already thrown a punch at his face.

  Yuan Shuai's body leaned back, and with one kick, he sent him flying several meters away. Of course, he only used 30% of his strength. After all, it was an internal conflict among the people, so he couldn't use too much force. That's what he thought, but he was wrong (he was a small Luo Luo of Japan's espionage agency in China, but that's another story for now).

  Jinfeng and the others retreated to watch Yuan Shuai's performance. They knew that these few people were not enough for Yuan Shuai alone, so since Yu Rong was by his side, they let him perform well.

  Yuan Shuai was indeed playing a game, at first Yu Rou was still a bit afraid, seeing so many people. But soon she wasn't afraid anymore. Because when the few of them rushed up together, Yuan Shuai would sometimes hold her waist with his right hand and kick his left leg, then pick her up high, and sometimes put his arm around her shoulder and lean back. When he kicked the person rushing forward with his front leg, he would get up and switch her to his left hand, and sweep his right leg horizontally. It was like they were dancing a waltz together, their movements neat and smooth, elegant and free-flowing, causing the little girls watching from the side to scream in excitement.

  These people just looked at him and saw that he was already beaten up so badly that they didn't even have the strength to fight back, so they cursed and ran away.