High fever results in the inactivation of metabolic enzymes in the body, which leads to the decrease of appetite. Only porridge and soup are not easy to cause nausea, but also can promote the appetite of patients and increase the intake of nutrition.

Xia Jinyuan strictly follows the doctor's advice. At the same time, he also drinks porridge with Ye Jian.

He packed the paper and notebook, and Ye Jian put her eyes on his hands, and her eyebrows were wrinkled.

He changed his hands with new sterile gauze. If it was like what he said before, it would only scratch a few small blood holes. For them, this little wound doesn't need to be bandaged at all.

And , Ye Jian seems to think of something. Her relaxed look suddenly tightened.

And when he used medicine oil to push his back, he used the back of his hand, not the palm!

Thinking of this, Ye Jian pulls open the quilt and gets out of bed.

Xia Jinyuan's movement is faster than her, and her hand just catches the corner. He has taken his notes and came over. "Don't get out of bed. At eleven o'clock in the evening, we will leave the hospital and go to the second training base. You can lie on the bed and rest for a few hours."

The high fever has subsided, and the flush of the skin caused by drug allergy has also disappeared. After continuous observation for 12 hours, the patient can be discharged without any problems.

They don't have much time to delay. The training progress and time can't be changed due to personal reasons. This time, if it's not for Ye Jian's drug allergy, it's impossible to send a helicopter directly to the hospital for rescue.

Sick training is very common for them.

But Ye Jian grabbed his wrist and looked at him with clear eyes. "It's very serious, isn't it?"

"At one point, when climbing the helicopter ladder, the combat gloves were not worn and the ropes were abraded." Looking at her expression, Xia Jinyuan also knew that he could not continue to hide, so he told her exactly how he was hurt.

Instead, he told Ye Jian that he was relieved, "if you enter the desert for training in the hot summer, you need to deal with it as soon as possible so as not to fester."

"Don't worry. Lie down on the bed. I'll go to the canteen." Head down, a feather like soft kiss fell on the tip of her nose. "Come back soon, I'll take these materials. I'll go out and let the doctor come and have a look. Put them under the pillow."

All training materials are military secrets, and all itineraries are marching secrets. No one else is allowed except relevant personnel.

Ye Jane counted a total of 16 pieces of paper, on which there are pictures and notes, as well as detailed deployment.

There are also two notebooks, a map of the desert March. Only when I have a number in my heart can I hide all the information under the pillow.

Seeing this, the smile in the handsome face of Xia Jinyuan is deep.

She has always been very careful. It's very reassuring to give her the job.

When Xia Jinyuan left the ward, Ye Jian, dressed in blue and white stripe, immediately got up from the bed, took out the combat March backpack from the bottom of the bed, loosened the tether and took out her combat clothes.

If she leaves at eleven in the evening, she will have to start at about ten, but she likes to prepare in advance, and now she can clean up.

The doctor who brought in two nurses saw that the patients who should have been lying in the hospital bed were dressed in the same clothes as the men soldiers, standing on the edge of the bed as tall as a pine tree. She was brave and spirited, and could not see that she was still ill.

When two nurses saw Ye Jian in military uniform, they were very rare.

In 1999, female soldiers were rare, and the two nurses, who were as beautiful as Ye Jian and did not lose to the stars of Hong Kong and Taiwan, met for the first time.

"I'm so handsome, I feel so good."

"I'm so energetic and good-looking. My facial features are as beautiful as they are painted."

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