Qigang finally saw off Feihu, then handed all the problems over to Zhou Hong, and rushed off with Ying Jie to the hospital.
On the way to the hospital, Ying Jie’s smile never faded.
Qigang glanced at him and suggested, "Could you tone down that smile of yours?"
"Captain, I can’t help it!" Ying Jie laughed even more heartily, proudly saying, "Do you know how much they all envy and admire me in the whole battalion?"
"I know!" Qigang nodded earnestly.
"It’s the first time I’ve seen someone under suspension like you."
"I think it’s worth it!" Ying Jie was actually very aware that given their status in the rescue world, it was impossible for them to really retire early. So, being suspended was just fine! What was there to worry about?
The bunch of brats in the battalion were almost envious to death.
"By the way! Why are you following me?" Qigang suddenly floored the accelerator and stopped the car on the side of the road.
"Captain, we are both suspended, of course, I’m following you."
"Scram!" Qigang grumpily shooed him away, "We’re both suspended, why are you still following me? I’m going to see my wife; what business do you have there?"
"I’m going to see sister-in-law!" Ying Jie, under Qigang’s order, reluctantly got out of the car, and not wanting to be left behind, clung to the car door saying, "Captain, if I don’t follow you, what am I supposed to do?"
"You might as well go home and spend more time with your grandfather, I have an assistant and don’t need you." Qigang directly drove away, leaving the man behind.
"Captain, Captain, wait for me! Even if you send me home, you can’t just leave me in this godforsaken place!" Ying Jie looked around, seeing nowhere that looked like a village ahead or behind, wondering if he was expected to walk back.
Qigang, hearing him yelling from behind, didn’t respond and drove straight to the hospital.
This silly kid, he could handle a fifty-kilometer march with a load; a little walk shouldn’t be a problem.
In the hospital, Sheng Ning lay on the bed, her head propped up by thick pillows. After several days of recovery, her complexion had visibly improved, and the wound on her abdomen was beginning to heal.
She held the knife that had stabbed herself, looking emotionlessly, without blinking for a long while.
Qigang entered and immediately saw this, his soul nearly fled in fright. Quickly reacting, although he didn’t know how he managed it, the knife ended up in his hand.
Sheng Ning was startled, and it took her a while to realize what happened. She reached out to snatch back the knife, grabbing at thin air before she noticed Huo Yan’s stern look.
"Huo Yan..." She called out softly, frightened, "What’s wrong?"
Qigang’s hand holding the knife trembled. Thinking of the way she had just looked at the knife sent shivers down his spine. "What... were you thinking of just now?"
"I was just looking." Sheng Ning was merely recollecting the moment when Meng Ping had tied her with a tie, and how she secretly struggled free and drew the knife she had hidden on her.
She remembered, in fact, hesitating while stabbing herself—she could still recall the trembling of her fingers.
She was also afraid of dying, truly terrified.
Her good days had just begun; she hadn’t married Qigang yet. If she really died then, she would definitely be the most frustrated reincarnator.
"From now on, you’re not allowed to look at it." Qigang, with a twist of his hand, directly confiscated her knife.
"It’s mine, give it back."
"No, it must be confiscated. You are not allowed to carry such a dangerous thing anymore."
"What if I encounter a villain?"