bantayden Chapter 126 What are you doing? Let me go!
Chapter 126 What are you doing? Let me go!
Zhao Dayong's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stood at attention.
"Looks like you all have plenty of energy," Bai Rongbei said calmly. "Everyone! Add another twenty pounds of weight! Run ten laps around the training field! No food until you finish!"
"Commander!" Zhao Dayong wailed.
"Speak again and I'll add five more laps." Bai Rongbei said expressionlessly.
No one dared to speak anymore.
With grimaces, the soldiers shouldered their heavier gear again and continued running under the scorching sun.
Bai Rongbei stood there watching, his face expressionless, but the annoyance at being teased slowly dissipated, and he recalled how Su Wanwan had woken up groggily that morning.
She found herself sleeping in his room, her face flushed instantly, she scrambled to her feet in a fluster, her hair a mess, and whispered, "I'm going back to my room," before running away without looking back.
Like a startled rabbit.
So cute.
And it looks so funny.
Bai Rongbei's lips twitched again.
This time he managed to control the situation in time and prevent anyone from seeing it.
After getting off work in the afternoon, Bai Rongbei took a shower and changed into clean clothes before going to the cultural troupe to pick up Su Wanwan.
He missed her after not seeing her for a day and wished he could see her right now.
Su Wanwan had already told Lin Weiwei that she would be accompanying Bai Rongbei to Doctor Hu's place that evening and wouldn't be home for dinner.
Lin Weiwei winked at her, her smile carrying a deeper meaning.
Su Wanwan pretended not to see it, packed her things and left the rehearsal hall.
Bai Rongbei was waiting at the door. When he saw her come out, he nodded and said, "Let's go."
The two walked side by side out of the camp.
Dr. Hu's clinic is on the edge of the camp, requiring you to cross a small earthen slope.
The road was a dirt road worn smooth by footsteps, full of potholes, with drought-resistant shrubs growing on both sides.
As the sun sets, the Gobi Desert is bathed in a golden-red hue. The wind is light and feels pleasant against the skin.
Su Wanwan followed Bai Rongbei, taking small steps and occasionally having to jog a couple of steps to keep up with his long strides.
She was thinking about Dr. Hu's examination, feeling a little nervous but also a little expectant.
As I was walking, my foot suddenly went soft and I stepped on something.
It's soft and a little sticky.
Su Wanwan stopped and looked down.
A half-dried, yellowish pile of dog poop was stepped on by her.
She froze instantly.
My mind went blank, and I froze on the spot.
Bai Rongbei took two steps and realized she hadn't followed. He turned around and saw her with her head down, staring at her feet, her expression constantly changing.
He followed her gaze and understood.
"Don't move," he said, walking back, glancing at the condition of her shoes, then suddenly bending down and picking her up in his arms.
Su Wanwan gasped softly, and before she could react, he carried her to a large rock by the roadside.
Bai Rongbei placed her on a rock to sit, then squatted down and held her ankle.
"I took off my shoes," he said.
Su Wanwan's face flushed red, and she whispered, "I can do it myself..."
"Don't move." Bai Rongbei had already nimbly untied her shoelaces and taken off her shoes.
Sure enough, there was that clump of stuff stuck to the sole of the shoe.
Bai Rongbei remained expressionless, picked up his shoes, walked to the sandy area beside him, and vigorously rubbed the soles of his shoes in the sand.
The sand was coarse, and it wiped away most of the dog poop in just a few strokes. He then picked up a twig and scraped away the remaining poop from the crevices. After rubbing it a few more times, the sole of his shoe finally looked clean.
After doing all that, he picked up the shoes and walked back, then knelt down to put them on for her.
Looking at his serious expression, Su Wanwan's embarrassment slowly dissipated, replaced by a warm feeling.
Bai Rongbei tied his shoelaces, looked up at her, and said, "All done."
Su Wanwan whispered, "Thank you..."
"Watch where you're going." Bai Rongbei stood up, brushing the sand off his hands. "This is a huge lump, didn't you see it?"
Su Wanwan was initially quite touched, but his words made her a little embarrassed: "I... I was thinking about something and didn't notice..."
"What bad things could you possibly be thinking about that would lead you to step in dog poop?" Bai Rongbei teased, a hint of amusement in his eyes.
Su Wanwan caught the teasing in his words, her face flushed again, and she bent down to pick up a small stone from the ground, pretending to throw it at him: "You still dare to talk back!"
Bai Rongbei looked at the stone in her hand and suddenly raised an eyebrow: "That's dog shit too."
Su Wanwan was taken aback and subconsciously looked down at the stone in her hand.
It's grayish-brown, just ordinary stones.
She realized he was teasing her, and angrily threw the stone on the ground, yelling, "Aaaaah, Bai Rongbei!"
Bai Rongbei couldn't help but laugh when he saw her puffed-up face.
He rarely smiles, but when he did, fine lines appeared at the corners of his eyes, making him look much gentler.
Su Wanwan was rendered speechless by his laughter and couldn't help but smile back at him.
"Let's go." Bai Rongbei stopped laughing and extended his hand to her.
Su Wanwan looked at his outstretched hand, hesitated for a moment, and then placed her hand on it.
His hands were large, with calluses on his palms, and were warm and dry.
The two held hands and continued walking towards Dr. Hu's clinic.
The setting sun cast long shadows of them, which overlapped.
The two entered the courtyard, where Doctor Hu was squatting in the corner tending to several pots of herbs. Hearing the noise, he looked up.
"Oh, you're here." He stood up, dusted off his hands, and his gaze lingered on the two clasped hands for a moment before he gave them a knowing smile. "You two have a good relationship."
Su Wanwan quickly pulled her hand back, her face feeling a little hot.
Bai Rongbei, however, was quite composed and nodded: "Doctor Hu."
"Come in," Dr. Hu said, leading them into the house.
There was a faint smell of Chinese medicine in the air.
Dr. Hu asked Bai Rongbei to sit down, washed his hands, and began the examination.
Su Wanwan stood to the side, watching nervously.
Doctor Hu asked about Bai Rongbei's recent condition and then asked him to take off his shirt so that he could carefully examine the old wound on his waist and abdomen.
He pressed his fingers on the acupoints, occasionally asking, "Does it hurt here?" "And here?"
Bai Rongbei answered them one by one.
After the examination, Dr. Hu nodded, a satisfied look on his face: "The recovery is quite good. Your blood circulation is improved, and your meridians are much more flexible than last time."
He looked at Su Wanwan: "You've been quite persistent in giving him massages."
Su Wanwan nodded quickly: "I massage it every day."
"Yes, keep at it." Dr. Hu then asked Bai Rongbei, "How are you feeling?"
Bai Rongbei thought for a moment and said truthfully, "It's much better than before. Sometimes... there's a reaction."
He spoke subtly, but Dr. Hu understood.
The old doctor smiled, his wrinkles deepening at the corners of his eyes: "That's good! It means the treatment is on the right track. I'll prescribe some more medicine for you, and with massage, if you persist for a while, you should recover almost completely."
He also gave some instructions, including diet, rest, and that marital relations should be gradual and not rushed.
Su Wanwan blushed and lowered her head, not daring to look at anyone.
Bai Rongbei, however, remained unfazed and agreed to everything.
After getting their medicine, the two left the clinic at dusk.
Night falls quickly in the Gobi Desert; just moments ago there was a sunset, but now it's already dark.
The lights of the camp in the distance began to twinkle.
As the two walked back, Su Wanwan felt happy and her steps became lighter.
Bai Rongbei walked beside her, carrying a medicine bag in his hand. He didn't say anything, but the corners of his mouth were slightly curved.
After walking for about ten minutes, just as we were about to reach the camp, we suddenly heard a woman's cries for help coming from a nearby alley.
Her voice was urgent, trembling with tears: "Let me go! What are you doing!"