Liu Jun explained the situation to the manager and got a rest room.
Qin Jian carried An Hao off the car and was about to go upstairs when he ran into Jian Ying, who had just come out of the guest house.
Jian Ying had been doing a national tour report and had not been seen for two months.
"Jian Ying, when did you get back? Your report took long enough!" Qin Jian remarked.
"You really despise giving reports and avoid the hassle, leaving me to run around alone. After these two months of reports, I’m practically going to throw up. I dream about giving reports in front of crowds!" Jian Ying had a bellyful of complaints. Although he received plenty of applause and flowers, it was truly dull and tedious.
He had been longing for the army life!
"Without you here, I wasn’t used to missing my partner. You go back and rest first, I’ll take An Hao inside."
Jian Ying glanced at An Hao lying in Qin Jian’s arms, wearing a military uniform, pale and drenched, not knowing what had happened, "What happened to sister-in-law? She’s also in uniform?"
"She tested into Military Medical University, it’s military training time, and she scraped her leg and got a bit of a fever! I’m taking her in first," Qin Jian said succinctly, taking An Hao upstairs.
Warrior Liu Jun had already opened the door, and Qin Jian carried An Hao inside.
Seeing her drenched, putting her on the bed would soak the sheets and comforter through.
"Xiaoliu, hurry back to my dorm and bring over my bedding," Qin Jian ordered.
"Comrade commander, don’t we already have ready-made ones here?" Liu Jun didn’t understand.
"Just go quickly if I tell you to go." Qin Jian didn’t have time to explain.
Liu Jun was quick and soon rolled up everything of Qin Jian’s, knocked on the door, and after entering, found Qin Jian was still holding An Hao.
"Make the bed with these! Move faster!"
After Liu Jun made the bed, he hurried out.
Qin Jian roused the sleeping An Hao, "Take off all your clothes."
"What?" An Hao’s fever made her groggy, "Take off what?"
"Take off all your wet clothes!" Qin Jian raised his voice and repeated.
An Hao’s mind cleared up a bit at this, "Take off? I don’t want to!"
"Do you plan to sleep in wet clothes? Be obedient and hurry up!" Qin Jian’s tone was more commanding. Seeing An Hao sitting still, he took a deep breath and said, "If you don’t get moving, I’ll just help you strip! Anyway, I will have to take off your clothes sooner or later."
An Hao, already feverish, blushed even more fiercely at his words, "How did I never realize you were so improper before?"
After speaking, she glanced at Qin Jian and gestured with her hand, "Turn around."
Qin Jian nodded, and behind him came the sound of fabric rustling.
An Hao knew Qin Jian meant well and wouldn’t think badly of her, so she followed his instructions, stripped off her wet clothes, tossed them aside, and crawled into the bed.
Hearing no more movement behind him, Qin Jian asked, "All done?"
An Hao softly confirmed, "Yes. I’m done."
Only then did Qin Jian turn around, ready to pick up the heap of soaked dirty clothes on the ground to wash and hang them, but he heard An Hao shout, "Don’t!"
The shout startled Qin Jian, and as his hands trembled, her underwear slipped from the dirty clothes. His eyes fell to the floor, and upon seeing the small white piece, his cheeks burned, and his ear roots quietly reddened.