The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 673 Caring
"When laying the foundation, it was scratched by the edge of the stone." The student said without changing his face.

"Be careful in the future." Ding Xiaojun said, opened the wine jar, poured out some wine, and poured it gently on the student's long wound.

Ding Xiaojun's movements are very light, not at all capable of being a soldier, even compared to doctors and nurses, they are much more agile than his movements.

The student grinned involuntarily.

Ding Xiaojun felt that the student's hand tightened when the alcohol solution touched the wound, so he raised his head and looked at the student, who immediately returned to his previous expression.

Although the student's expression returned to normal, Ding Xiaojun still felt a tremor from his hand.

"Does it hurt?" Ding Xiaojun asked the student with concern.

"It doesn't hurt." After the student finished speaking, he forced a smile.

Ding Xiaojun didn't continue to ask him. He quickly took the old clothes, cut out the required size with scissors, and covered the student's wound. Then he took cotton thread, wrapped it up, and fixed it.

"Thank you, Squad Leader Ding." The student looked at his bandaged wound and smiled at Ding Xiaojun again.

"Be careful in the future." After Ding Xiaojun finished speaking, he waved to the next student.

The three students with relatively large wounds were bandaged by Ding Xiaojun, and other students took care of those with minor injuries. However, Ding Xiaojun has been watching from the sidelines, and he is still not at ease with these students.

"It hurts! It hurts! Take it easy!" The student who was being bandaged suddenly shouted to the student who was helping him with the wound, which attracted Song Zhigang's attention. !
"Master, why are you afraid of pain?" Song Zhigang reprimanded the student directly.

The student crying for pain raised his head, glanced at Song Zhigang, and pouted.

"Is it just pain? I'm not afraid of pain, so I'm not allowed to shout out."

Ding Xiaojun patted the student who was cleaning up, and said gently: "You move lightly, don't worry."

"Squad Leader Ding, why don't you help me deal with it? I saw that you treated it with care." The student whose wound was treated raised his head, looked at Ding Xiaojun affectionately and said like a baby.

Ding Xiaojun couldn't help shaking, he just felt a little uncomfortable all over his body, as if he had goose bumps all over his body.

"You need to care, right? My team leader cares about you, and I'll treat it for you." Song Zhigang said while pushing the student who was dealing with the wound, and stretched out his hand to directly grab the student whose wound was to be treated.

The student's face froze, and the other hand waved: "Captain Song, I was wrong, can I be wrong, this kind of trivial matter requires you to do it, are you robbing our students... ah... it hurts! It hurts... ..."

"Wrong, no, you are not wrong. As a leader, I should show more care to my subordinates." When Song Zhigang said this, his tone was gentle, but his expression was not at all acceptable.

"...It hurts...I was wrong...I was wrong..."

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All the injured students had taken care of their wounds. At this time, the student who helped carry the porcelain pot at the beginning came to Song Zhigang's side again.

"Captain Song, you see that there is so much wine left, why don't you let everyone drink some, it's a bit cold today, let everyone warm up too."

"Didn't I say, it's cool, let's go play." Song Zhigang glared at the student and said.

That student was rejected by Song Zhigang the other time, and his face couldn't bear it any longer. He turned his head to look at Ding Xiaojun again, with a look of begging for help.

"Old Song, is it still early?" Ding Xiaojun looked at Song Zhigang and asked casually.

Song Zhigang raised his wrist, looked at the time, and said, "It's past eight o'clock, and it's still more than an hour before the lights are turned off before our army's normal practice. Don't you have a watch yourself? Why are you asking me?" what."

"Old Song, shall I discuss something with you?" Ding Xiaojun walked to Song Zhigang's side at this time, and asked Song Zhigang solicitingly.

"What's the matter? Tell me." Song Zhigang looked at Ding Xiaojun seriously, and he became serious. In his opinion, what Ding Xiaojun wanted to talk about might still be about poverty alleviation in mountainous elementary schools.

"Relax, I'm not talking about official business." Seeing Song Zhigang's seriousness, Ding Xiaojun said again with a smile.

Song Zhigang really relaxed: "It's not business, so it's easy to say, what's the matter?"

"Today, the students have worked hard all day. I don't think they have worked so hard before. I thought, let's relax a little bit." As soon as Ding Xiaojun finished speaking, the students around him all had expressions on their faces. Looking expectantly at Song Zhigang.

Song Zhigang looked at Ding Xiaojun, then at the students, and seeing that everyone was looking at him expectantly, he couldn't help turning his head: "Squad leader Ding, look, you've already said that, and I can't really say that." The rejection is not, then you can figure it out, but let me say something first, don't make a bad influence."

"That's right." Ding Xiaojun smiled, and looked at the students who were already smiling: "Why are you still smirking, why don't you thank your leader Song."

"Thank you Song team..."

"Long live Song team..."

"Keep your voice down, you just said pay attention to the influence." Song Zhigang turned around, and reprimanded again in a pretended seriousness.

"Don't touch the wine." Ding Xiaojun suddenly stopped the students who were close to the big porcelain pot. He looked at Song Zhigang and said, "Go to the two of you, go to the villager's house to buy some meat, vegetables, etc. When you come back, remember to give Enough money."

"I'll go, I'll go." The student who asked Ding Xiaojun to treat the wound at the beginning shouted to the front.

"I'll go too." Another student also came out.

Ding Xiaojun looked at the two students and nodded with a smile: "Then you two are leading one or two people respectively, remember to speak politely, don't scare the fellows, go."

"Yes, Squad Leader Ding." The two students each called a companion and went out.

"We must give money, and we must strictly abide by the three major disciplines of our army." Song Zhigang shouted again to the leaving students.

"Yes, Team Song, don't worry, we will remember." The student's voice came from afar.

Song Zhigang was still worried. He looked at Ding Xiaojun and said, "Squad Leader Ding, is this going to be bad?"

Ding Xiaojun patted Song Zhigang on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Old Song, we were young too, you say no."

Song Zhigang didn't understand Ding Xiaojun's words, and his eyes widened involuntarily: "What do you mean, I don't understand."

"It's not interesting, you can experience it yourself." After Ding Xiaojun finished speaking, he looked at the students who stayed behind: "What are you doing here, go find some dry firewood, and wait for ready-made ones. "

(End of this chapter)