A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Chatting can relieve the pain of the wounded, especially those who are close to Liu Shaoshuai, but most of those who join the army are destitute, except for the ambition to protect the family and the country.

Without military pay, as a disabled person, it will be difficult to support the family and may drag down the family. For them, the future is hopeless.

Therefore, even if the wounded cannot go to the battlefield, they still want to stay in the army to do logistics, at least have a job to make ends meet.

While talking to them, Shu Ange wrote down the needs of the wounded, and figured out what type of work they were suitable for, so he could introduce them to the factory.

Just as Shu Ange and the wounded were doing their homework, the door suddenly opened. She looked up and saw that it was none other than Yu Jiahui.

In her hand she also carried the nurse's round tray with medicines and painkillers and anesthetics and a small towel on it.

Could this be the fateful encounter in the legend?

After seeing Shu Ange, Yu Jiahui smiled lightly, first cared for the wounded in the ward in a soft voice, and then said to her with a sullen face: "Miss Bai, I know that you are from wealth and do not understand the suffering of the people. But The wounded need rest, and the overflowing love you give here will only make them more tired."

After she finished speaking, she moved her finger to the person in the next hospital bed: "This soldier has participated in many battles. Last time, in order to capture a foreign spy, his arm was cut off and his limbs had to be amputated. They are all heroes. , not for entertaining when you're bored."

Shu Ange was dumbfounded. Even the wounded person who was praised by Yu Jiahui had a bad look. He endured the pain and said, "Miss Yu, actually..."

Yu Jiahui waved her hand and said with a heavy expression: "You don't need to say it, I understand that the young marshal will definitely arrange for you."

At this time, Shu Ange's heart was not disturbed, and he even wanted to laugh.

Yu Jiahui was still continuing, she said emotionally: "Liu Shaoshuai will never abandon any of his comrades, everyone must believe in Jiang Yangjun. Please also let Miss Bai know that the compassion of the superior will only make these wounded feel humiliation."

At this moment, Liu Huaijin pushed open the door and came in, just in time to hear Yu Jiahui's beautiful speech, and Shu Ange's sarcastic look.

With her back to the door, Yu Jiahui saw Liu Huaijin's entry from the glass and Bai Ange's sneering expression, she hurriedly said, "Miss Bai is looking down on us, although I'm soft-spoken, but..."

"Enough, let's go out."

Liu Huaijin didn't even look at Yu Jiahui, said five words with a cold face, then walked to Shu Ange's side, straightened her hair for her, and said softly, "Don't listen to other people's nonsense, I know what you mean."

His completely different attitude made Yu Jiahui blushed and stammered, "Young Master, you have misunderstood. I really didn't mean to target Madam, I just thought too much about the wounded."

In the blink of an eye, the previous Miss Bai became Mrs.

At this time, the wounded lying on the hospital bed finally found a chance to speak: "Miss Yu, you have misunderstood. Madam is not high above. She is asking us what we plan to do after the injury. She wants to introduce us to work."

Liu Huaijin glanced at Yu Jiahui coldly, she shivered with restraint, Shu Ange gently tugged on Liu Huaijin's sleeve and said unhappily, "Why is she always targeting me."

Taking advantage of her illness and taking her life, the Virgin will put forgiveness in her mouth every day, and the false Virgin, such as Yu Jiahui, will give people eye drops in the name of forgiveness.

Liu Huaijin let Shu Ange snuggle up on her body, and said expressionlessly, "You can stay in the hospital and work in the future."

He is not an idiot. Liu Huaijin sees everything in his eyes recently. He is very disappointed with Jiahui, and even more sorry for Shu Ange.

Shu Ange looked at Yu Jiahui's blue and red complexion, and heard the system's cheerful beep, her favorability level reached 85, so she made a face at her.