"Have you been like this before? Have you always been so reticent to talk?"

"Why don't you talk? It's too quiet."

Shan Qiye murmured and muttered to himself, not expecting Qin Yimu to respond at all.

However……

"lazy."

Shan Qiye Hache stopped in the middle of the fight, looked up and saw Qin Yimu's serious appearance, he couldn't help but wonder if he had hallucinated just now.

Is it okay to be lazy? I had to turn you into a talkative.

Shan Qiye narrowed his eyes, clinging to his neck slightly upwards, clinging to each other, and said softly, "same table? You..."

"It's here." Before he could say more, Qin Yimu pushed open the door of the infirmary, walked in and put him on the hospital bed.

The doctors in the infirmary were a little confused when they saw that they were being carried, "What's the matter?" Are you seriously injured?

Shan Qiye pointed to his left foot hanging beside the bed and said, "I have a sprained foot, and it's a little swollen."

The doctor nodded, turned his head and picked up the alcohol, "Take off your shoes and socks and let me see."

Shan Qiye leaned halfway against the head of the bed, propped up the mattress with both hands, and hung himself abruptly, then stepped back a little and pulled his legs back.

Although it is slow to move a little bit, it is unlikely to be injured twice. If he accidentally pokes again, his left foot may be scrapped on the spot.

However, before he could rub his leg back, Qin Yimu grabbed his calf.

The slender five fingers contrasted sharply with the dark black military training uniform. "Same table?" Shan Qiye felt strange, and then saw Qin Yimu leaning over and taking off his shoes, his thumb was on the edge of the sock, slightly different from the red and swollen ankle. Touching halfway, the icy fingertips were like ice cubes for pain relief. Between the touch of the two, there was a completely unconscious trembling.

"Wait, wait for the same table, I'll do it myself." Shan Qiye stretched out his hand, but Qin Yimu couldn't refuse to flick his hand away. After taking off his shoes and socks, he put his Roll up your trousers.

Each fold was nearly the same size as the last, and his thumb slid over the edge, smoothing out the folds, until his ankle was fully exposed, with half of his calf above him.

"Thank you for the same table!" Shan Qiye doesn't have the patience for himself. If he comes by himself, he will just pull it up and it will be done.

Qin Yimu went around, supported his back with one hand, and landed the other on the crook of his knees. He carried him to the head of the bed, just where his waist could be leaned on. Then he stepped aside and gave the doctor the position.

Shan Qiye grabbed the soft cushion behind him, it was fluffy, he didn't know what to think, he gave Qin Yimu a candid smile, and crossed his thumb and fingers to make a small heart shape, "Thank you for your hard work, I love you at the same table. Ya~"

Qin Yimu turned his face away indifferently and looked at the doctor.

The doctor held the alcohol and stood aside and watched the whole process. When he was hugging the person just now, he wanted to go up and give a hand, but he looked around and found that he didn't see a place where he could intervene. Every detail was handled properly. , he can only be a bystander.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Qin Yimu frowned, "Doctor?"

"Ah? Oh... it's coming." The doctor came back to his senses and leaned over with his little alcohol.

Putting the alcohol aside, the doctor looked at the swollen ankle, a little unable to do anything, "Why is it swollen?"

After such a long time, the ankle was more serious than it seemed before, and Shan Qiye felt that he was hurt hard enough this time.

Shan Qiye said: "Running stepped on something, that's all."

"Hey, you're lucky then." The doctor dipped some alcohol on an alcohol cotton pad and put it on it. The movements were very light, just to relieve his pain.

"Last time there was a student who also tripped and fell to the ground, and the good guy's nose almost didn't go in halfway." Thinking of that picture, the doctor couldn't help but 'tsk tsk' in amazement. The runway of their military training venue seemed to be poisonous.

"Where did my luck come from?" Shan Qiye rubbed his index finger under his nose, and said a little embarrassedly: "It wasn't my tablemate who rescued me."

However, if he did fall, he might not land on his face, and even his wrist would be bruised or worse.

The doctor nodded, no matter what happened to him, it was always good that he didn't hurt other places. "Then you..." The voice slowly dissipated when the doctor raised his head. He looked at Shan Qiye with some doubts, and then followed With Shan Qiye's gaze, he looked at Qin Yimu.

doctor:"……"

I don't know if it's because I'm too sensitive, I always feel that something is not right.

Shan Qiye heard his voice, but didn't understand the content clearly, so he asked, "What did you say?"

The doctor coughed lightly and said, "It's nothing, that is, if you don't want to delay training, I will help you rub the wound away, then rest for a day, and you will be able to train normally tomorrow."

"However, rubbing the meeting is very painful." The doctor paused and emphasized: "It really hurts."

Hearing this, Shan Qiye raised half of his brows, and his index finger tapped the swollen ankle. Just touching it like this made him sweat and rub it away...?

Gee.

Just thinking about it makes my scalp go numb.

But not rubbing the meeting delays training.

Shan Qiye didn't think military training was tiring. On the contrary, he enjoyed this kind of military training that improved his physical fitness and tested team cooperation, and...Shan Qiye glanced at Qin Yimu quietly.

I can accompany him for a day at the same table, but can't accompany him without military training.

If he goes home because of a foot injury, then when the class is officially started, the same table may go back to silence again. He has finally reached the current communication, and he must not give up military training just like that!

Thinking of this, Shan Qiye took a deep breath, "Come on, don't delay the military training."

The doctor was ready to give him a medical record, but he never thought that Shan Qiye would choose to continue military training!

This was somewhat unexpected, "Are you serious?"

There are so many Omegas, Alphas, Betas, things like medical records, things that can't be obtained by crying and shouting, but Shan Qiye actually gave up on his own initiative?