I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

He Yong asked cautiously, "Chief of Staff, should we write it too?"

"Weren't you there?"

"Yes."

"Then why even ask?"

"clear."

The few people who were gloating just moments ago were now all unable to laugh.

really.

It's lively enough to watch.

But they can't be too close.

Being too close makes it easy to be counted as a participant.

Gao Yue glanced at the ward one last time and said coldly, "It's not finalized yet when the military leaders will come down."

"But you must prepare by tomorrow!"

"I don't care what methods you use, during the inspection, there can be absolutely no more safety issues during training!"

"Then I received a call from the medical team, saying that the training team had sent another batch of people—"

He pointed at Qin Gang and said, word by word:

"I'll just move your office, the captain's office, right to the sanitation team's office!"

"You'll be working here from now on!"

After saying that, Gao Yue turned and left.

He stopped at the door.

He turned to look at the six people lying on the ground.

How many more doses of nutritional injections are needed?

Lin Xia immediately replied, "One session at noon, and another in the evening, which will complete today's consolidation treatment."

All six people trembled simultaneously.

Gao Yue nodded in satisfaction.

"it is good."

"Call on time."

"Don't leave a single one behind."

Six people: "..."

boom!

The ward door closed again.

The footsteps outside the corridor gradually faded away.

The ward was silent for a good ten seconds.

Wu Hanfeng spoke slowly, "Captain Qin."

"What are you doing?"

"Does Gaoyue always care about the grassroots soldiers this much?"

Qin Gang looked at him coldly.

"Do you feel like you haven't had enough injections?"

Wu Hanfeng immediately shut up.

The six of them spent the rest of the morning lying in bed.

They originally thought that the first injection was the peak of their suffering.

As it turned out, they underestimated the Lin siblings' insistence on the "complete treatment."

Noon.

The six people had just finished eating.

The familiar sound of ambulance wheels rang out again from outside the corridor.

Squeak.

Squeak.

With each sound, the faces of the six men paled a little more.

When Lin Xia pushed the door open with a smile, the six people had already wrapped themselves up tightly in blankets.

There were only six bulges left on the bed.

"Not here!"

Zhao Yihang shouted from under the covers.

"The top-performing team members have all been discharged from the hospital!"

Qian Kun: "There are pillows on the bed!"

Ma Teng: "We've already returned to the training team!"

Sun Dawei: "Come again this afternoon!"

Hao Qiang: "I'm not in the top class! I went to the wrong ward!"

Wu Hanfeng remained silent.

He knew that nothing he said would make a difference.

Lin Xia stood in the center of the ward and gently patted the stainless steel box on the ambulance.

Ding!

All six blankets shook at the same time.

Ten minutes later.

The second round of nutritional injections officially began at noon.

The left side was treated in the morning.

At noon, pierce the right side.

Lin Xia's reasoning is very scientific—left-right balance is beneficial for drug absorption and can also avoid excessive burden on one side.

None of the six people had any objections to this.

It's not that they approve of it.

Once they were restrained, they lost the right to express their opinions.

12:20 PM.

Six screams rang out one after another.

The birds in the trees outside the sanitation team's window were startled and flew away.

That evening, the third round of injections arrived as scheduled.

This time, the six people did not run away.

It's not about being brave.

Both sides of my buttocks hurt, and I can't run at all.

Zhao Yihang even went so far as to arrange the pillows neatly, and asked with a look of utter despair, "Sister Xia, is this really the last time?"

"Today is."

"What about tomorrow?"

"We'll decide tomorrow based on the recovery progress."

Zhao Yihang's vision went black.

It's better not to ask.

After the third round of treatment, the ward became completely quiet.

It was uncomfortable for six people to lie down like that.

Lying on my left side hurts on my left side.

Lying on my right side hurts.

Lying flat hurts more.

In the end, each person could only hold a pillow, maintaining a strange posture somewhere between lying face down and suspended in the air.

After struggling for half an hour, Hao Qiang finally found a position where he could barely sleep.

Before he closed his eyes, he said only one sentence.

"If I ever order takeout again, I'm a dog."

the next morning.

After a night's rest, the six people's physical indicators have basically returned to normal.

The medical team examined them again.

Heart rate is normal.

Blood pressure is normal.

There was no serious muscle damage.

Aside from a sore butt, there were basically no other problems.

The doctor readily issued a discharge opinion.

For three consecutive days, avoid high-intensity training, eat on time, ensure adequate sleep, and report any physical discomfort promptly.

Upon hearing that they could finally leave, the six people almost burst into tears of joy.

Lin Xia also stood at the door of the ward to see them off.

"Brother Feng, please come often in the future!"

Wu Hanfeng, holding onto the door frame, glanced back at her.

"I'm not coming."

"The sanitation team isn't a restaurant; it doesn't expect people to come all the time."

"I still have needles here."

"Then I definitely won't come!"

The six men changed back into their training uniforms, packed their things, and lined up to leave.

But after taking that first step, an extremely comical scene unfolded.

Wu Hanfeng, who was walking at the front, originally wanted to maintain the image that a second-term sergeant should have.

Keep your back straight.

Chest lifted.

His steps were steady and deliberate.

As soon as her right foot stepped out, the muscles in her buttocks were gently pulled.

His face contorted instantly.

The steps taken were shortened by half.

In the end, it turned into tiny steps of less than twenty centimeters.

Zhao Yihang walked behind, his legs spread wide apart.

Toes pointing outwards.

Take one step, then stop.

It looks just like a duck trying to walk upright for the first time.

Qian Kun kept his legs together, barely daring to bend his knees.

Each step only moved forward a few centimeters.

From behind, it looks like a robot with only one percent battery left, which could shut down at any moment.

Ma Teng found that walking normally would aggravate the needle marks on both sides, so he simply turned sideways and moved forward sideways.

Take a step with your left foot.

Step up with your right heel.

They walked like crabs participating in military training.

Sun Dawei is physically strong and has great endurance.

But with every step he took, the corner of his mouth would twitch violently.

So his rhythm became—

Take a step.

Take a deep breath.

Take one more step.

Take another deep breath of cool air.

If you didn't know better, you'd think he was practicing some kind of special breathing technique.

Hao Qiang suffered the most.

He covered his buttocks with both hands, bent his waist slightly, and dared not put his legs together or spread them too far apart.

Before taking any step, one must first test the ground.

He didn't look like someone who had just been discharged from the medical team.

It felt like I had just ridden on horseback for three days and three nights straight.

The six of them walked from the ward to the entrance of the medical team, a journey that usually takes less than a minute, but it took them almost five minutes.

The medics and soldiers who came to see the doctor along the way made way for them.

Everyone stared wide-eyed as the group, each with their own unique posture, slowly passed by.

"Are these the ones who ran over ten kilometers yesterday?"

"Yes."

"Didn't you run quite fast yesterday?"

"Why are you walking like this today?"

"I heard she received three rounds of nutritional injections."

"What kind of nutrient injection can turn a person into a crab?"

"I don't know, maybe it's a new technology from the division's medical team."