Black-bellied Bamboo Horse: Xiaoqingmei, I can't eat enough!

Chapter 900 Cutting a Watermelon
The field army training ground on the outskirts of the imperial capital.

"No. 57, did you have a broken leg? I can climb faster than you can run!"

"What is No. 125 doing? Don't let the dogs go!"

"Can you do it? If you can't, get out!"

Shouting and cursing rang out continuously, Sun Haolin stood on a high ground, holding a binoculars to watch the "recruit" rushing towards the high ground like ants.

They are not recruits, and some have even been in the army for five or six years, but here, they are all recruits.

Because this is the training camp for them to become special forces, these hundreds of people, only after a lot of selection, can only a few people be left in the end.

"Tsk tsk, why is the quality of soldiers so poor this time?" Sun Haolin curled his lips, and threw the binoculars to his sergeant major, "Yingying, I'm going back first, training as usual."

The eagle responded, "Alright, I'll keep an eye on it."

Sun Haolin stepped on the motorcycle beside him and drove towards the camp amidst a burst of dust and noise.

Boring...

He is eager to set out missions now, who knows what his elder brother has done, he has been back from Europe for half a year, and he has not been given any missions, well, except for training recruits.

Conscience of heaven and earth, he has already sent away two batches of "recruiters". With his unremitting efforts, the recent two batches of recruits have the highest elimination rate over the years.

Well, I really don't blame him, he's just very innocent...in a bad mood.

Back at the camp, Sun Haolin looked even more annoyed at the almost deserted camp.

He simply carried a watermelon to the backyard, put the watermelon on top of the tin bucket, stepped back about fifty steps, raised his hand, and took out a dagger to practice flying knives while cutting himself a watermelon to eat.

It's just that his plan was doomed to fail.

He had just aimed at the watermelon when he caught a glimpse of a white figure out of the corner of his eye.

Sun Haolin's eyes tightened, and the dagger in his hand was thrown out, aiming at the figure.

Then he looked over, and saw a little girl in a white coat standing blankly behind the wooden house, looking at him blankly.

Sun Haolin secretly yelled that it was not good, but it was too late to remind him.

His arm is strong, and the speed of throwing knives is quite fast, and that little girl——

To his surprise, the girl ducked away!
The dagger plunged straight into the wood behind her, still trembling slightly.

The corners of Sun Haolin's mouth rose slightly, and he smiled unconsciously.

Hey, this girl is a bit interesting!Much more interesting than those recruits behind!
He walked up to her with his hips akimbo, and raised his chin: "Who are you?"

Yan Beiyue looked at Sun Haolin in front of her, blinked her eyes before recovering, stood at attention and saluted him: "Yan Beiyue, a field military doctor, is here to report!"

"Military doctor?" Sun Haolin glanced at her white coat, um, it was quite obvious.

"Yes!" Yan Beiyue straightened her back and unconsciously looked at Sun Haolin's face.

Hmm... the real person is more handsome than the photos in military magazines...

Her face turned red unconsciously, it was definitely not because Yan Beiyue liked him, but pure admiration, it couldn't be more simple!

"Which unit were you in before?" Sun Haolin was fine at the moment, and felt that the little girl in front of him was quite skilled, so he became a little interested and wanted to chat with her.

A little pride appeared on Yan Beiyue's face: "I graduated from the National Defense Military Medical University. I have been peacekeeping for three years. I just returned to China and was sent to Blood Blade!"

"Hehe, no wonder," Sun Haolin became more interested. He looked at Yan Beiyue's beautiful appearance, and it was hard to believe that she came back from peacekeeping. "Africa?"

"Yes." Yan Beiyue nodded.

"No wonder you have good skills." Sun Haolin nodded again, he reached out and pulled out the dagger nailed to the wooden post, held the tip of the knife and handed the dagger to Yan Beiyue, "Cut a watermelon?"

"Ah?" Yan Beiyue took the dagger blankly, but she didn't understand what Sun Haolin meant.

Sun Haolin turned sideways, looked at the watermelon on the tin bucket, raised his chin towards her, and signaled her to do it quickly.

Yan Beiyue took a deep breath, unconsciously feeling a little... nervous.

She stared at it for a long time, and finally the dagger came out of her hand, and then... It flew out by scraping the edge of the watermelon, only peeling off a little bit of the emerald green watermelon skin.

Sun Haolin shook his head, with a somewhat helpless expression, then he walked helplessly towards the direction where the dagger fell, looking at the dagger inserted into the soil, Sun Haolin couldn't help sighing.

Yes, he really thought too much.

It's okay now, I have to wash the knife.

He just wanted to cut a watermelon to eat, it was too difficult!
"Actually..." Yan Beiyue walked behind him at some point, and explained in a low voice with a blushing face, "Colonel Sun, I'm actually better at using a scalpel."

Sun Haolin nodded: "Well, as long as you can do your job well."

As he spoke, he picked up the watermelon in one hand and the dirty dagger in the other, intending to get a watermelon knife to cut melons honestly.

Yan Beiyue's face turned even redder, she frowned and explained, "I mean it!"

Sun Haolin continued to nod: "I know."

Of course he knew that, given the injury rate here, it was impossible for the higher ups to send a doctor who dared not handle a scalpel.

What he cares about now is the watermelon, not the girl in front of him.

So... Zhu Gusheng's Sun Haolin just walked around Yan Beiyue with the watermelon in his arms, and calmly went to find the watermelon knife.

Yan Beiyue looked at his back, moved her right hand slightly, and a shiny silver scalpel fell into the palm of her hand. Her fingers moved slightly, and the silver light quickly spun between her fingers, flipping Come out one after another beautiful knife flowers.

"What I said is true...that dagger of yours is too heavy..." She pursed her lips lightly and muttered.

After muttering for a while, Yan Beiyue finally came back to her senses, and walked to the medical room while flicking her scalpel.

She had just walked to the flagpole in front of the camp when an off-road vehicle drove over. Two male nurses jumped out of the vehicle carrying a fainted soldier, and when they saw her, they immediately said, "Doctor Yan, here is a wounded man! Tibia fracture! "

Yan Beiyue ran over when they were parking the car, and seeing the soldier's bloody right leg, her eyebrows immediately frowned: "Prepare the operating room, first take X-rays to confirm the fracture of the bones, I will come right away .”

"Yes!"

They had just finished solving the problem, and two nurses carried another soldier out of the car: "Doctor Yan, this sudden coma, the cause of the coma cannot be determined yet."

"How's your blood pressure and blood sugar?" Yan Beiyue asked, frowning.

"Blood sugar is normal, blood pressure 190/102!"

"Take a brain CT."

Yan Beiyue was about to run in the direction of the operating room while talking, but she was the only one who came, so who knows where the operating room is!
(End of this chapter)