Chapter 1239 Can't stand this pain?
Yan Xiaohong looked at An Jing who was lying on the ground on her right, and Ye Zhi who was lying on the ground on her left. Then, she slowly fell on the ground, and then she crawled forward.
Seeing Yan Xiaohong start to climb, An Jing and Ye Zhi were still very relieved.
But Yan Xiaohong crawled for a while, and when she saw that her hands were frayed, she began to cry again.
An Jing and Ye Zhi couldn't bear the pain Yan Xiaohong was in, so they couldn't help frowning.
However, at this time, Yan Xiaohong hadn't given up. She endured the pain and continued to crawl forward while crying, but she only insisted on crawling for a while. Seeing that the epidermis on her hand had worn off more, she cried out: "I give up! Instructor, I give up! It hurts, I can't crawl, I don't want to crawl anymore, woo woo..."
"Have you made up your mind?" Quietly asked with no expression, and there was no emotional ups and downs in his voice.
Yan Xiaohong didn't answer immediately, but tried to touch the ground with her hand that was a lot of skin, and as soon as she touched the ground, she immediately picked it up, and immediately burst into tears: "I think about it! I give up! Give up! I Don't be this soldier, it's too hard!"
Is this hard work?
I haven't taken it out yet.
Also, can't stand this pain? If the enemy pulls a knife on you, wouldn't you...
An Jing was too lazy to think about this question, this Yan Xiaohong had already given up, and she didn't want to keep it, so An Jing got up.
Seeing that Ye Zhi also followed her from the ground, Jing Jing ordered: "Someone, return this person."
"Yes." Immediately, a soldier came forward and set up Yan Xiaohong, who couldn't get up from the ground, and told Yan Xiaohong to quickly return to the tent to pack her things. He wanted to return her to the inn.
And there was someone at the station to send her home.
Without even looking at Yan Xiaohong, An Jing and Ye Zhi walked back to the starting point and ending point and waited for Liu Feifei.
As soon as Liu Feifei completed her ten laps, she smiled weakly at An Jing and Ye Zhi: "Instructor, deputy instructor, I... finish the run."
An Jing and Ye Zhi quickly lifted Liu Feifei from the ground and praised: "Good job."
The injury on Liu Feifei's hand was not healed at all. Today, it happened again. Although the injury on her hand has aggravated a lot, it is fortunate that she was bandaged yesterday and tied with a cloth strip on her hand. They were all stained with blood oozing from her palms, but this strip of cloth prevented the soil on the ground from touching her wounds.
Today's wound is easier to clean than yesterday's wound.
Liu Feifei was so tired that she didn't have the strength to untie the sandbags on her hands and feet, so An Jing and Ye Zhi hurriedly untie them for her.
Seeing that Liu Feifei's hands were shaking like yesterday, Quiet wanted to help Liu Feifei to find Gong Juechen for treatment, but Liu Feifei had no strength now and couldn't stand up at all.
had no choice but to quietly support her left side, while Ye Zhi supported her right side. The two planned to drive her to find Gong Juechen.
But he only took two steps, and he saw Liu Buli, the one-armed general, hurriedly walking towards this side. Unlike the image he had seen before, this time Liu Buli didn't have a red spear in his hand.
Liu Buli came over and first looked at Liu Feifei's two hands that were shaking like they were about to be abolished, and then he took out a small porcelain bottle from his waist and handed it to An Jing.
"This is the medicine for golden sores, please help the princess to give her a shot." After speaking, Liu Buli bowed to An Jing, then turned around and left.
"Brother Buli..." Liu Feifei turned around to leave when she saw Liu Buli. She finally couldn't help but shouted softly, but her voice was already choked up.
(end of this chapter)