An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 71 "Why did you do this?"

When Meng Youyou and the others returned to the camp, Shen Xi's survey team had already returned a little ahead.

As the off-road vehicle approached the sentry post, rows of people could be seen in the distance.

As soon as Meng Youyou got out of the car, Shen Xi came to greet her. Perhaps he was a little excited, because he grabbed Meng Youyou's left forearm and asked anxiously, "Youyou, are you alright?"

Meng Youyou winced in pain, and the hiss that instinctively escaped her lips was instantly swallowed back. She calmly withdrew her left arm and said with a light smile, "It's alright, it was a close call after all."

Huo Qingshan, standing on the left rear side, darkened his eyes and lowered his gaze.

The sleeves of the coat were clearly intact.

Just then, Commander Wang stepped forward. "Oh dear, you're injured. Now that you're back safely, don't waste time at the door. Go to the infirmary to get your wound treated. It's no small matter if a young lady has a scar on her forehead."

Meng Youyou nodded in agreement.

Shen Xi immediately offered to accompany her, but Meng Youyou refused because she knew that a lot of data processing work would be waiting for him after the on-site survey was completed.

She walked along the main road toward the infirmary, and could still faintly hear Commander Wang's constant ridicule of Huo Qingshan.

"You're alright, kid. What happened? Did the invincible king of soldiers finally slip up in a ditch this time?"

When Meng Youyou reached the corner at the end of the main road, she glanced back. In the distance, the man's figure stood out in the crowd, towering above the rest, standing ramrod straight.

Unsurprisingly, he remained the same, craning his neck as he listened to the reprimands.

As if sensing the gaze from this direction, Huo Qingshan turned his head and looked over. The two of them were separated by a long main road and countless pairs of shoulders, gazing at each other from afar.

It's so strange, why is it that I always get caught when I look at him? Does this guy have eyes in every 360 degrees? Meng Youyou thought to herself.

The distance was too great for Meng Youyou to see the emotions in his eyes.

But her intuition told her that after she woke up in the car, she noticed that he was unusually depressed.

This is especially true now.

……

Chu Yao was on duty at the infirmary.

The news of Huo Qingshan stepping on a landmine had spread throughout the team by the end of the day, and Chu Yao had heard about it.

So Chu Yao wasn't surprised that people still came to the infirmary after the shift change.

Upon seeing that the person who came was Meng Youyou, Chu Yao couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise on her face, especially when she saw the large, blood-stained wound on the girl's forehead.

She didn't have much interaction with Meng Youyou during this period, but she was good at observing.

It's highly likely that Meng Youyou and Huo Qingshan are together, but it seems that they have encountered an irreconcilable conflict.

Chu Yao wasn't sure... whether this conflict was absolutely irreconcilable.

So she needs to ask.

Chu Yao put on medical gloves and, while examining the injury on her forehead, casually asked, "How did you get this wound?"

"I was walking too fast up the mountain and I tripped and bumped into a tree root."

Chu Yao used tweezers to hold a cotton ball soaked in iodine and began to disinfect the area around the wound. She then asked, "So, after this fall, is the only injury on your forehead?"

Her tone was businesslike. This time, Meng Youyou didn't hide anything. Keeping her head still, she used her exceptional balance and resilience to lift her leg high and roll up her trouser leg. She smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Haha, you have a lot of wounds. Your workload might be a bit heavy later."

Chu Yao's mouth opened wide involuntarily. She rarely showed such an outward expression, but the scene before her was simply too astonishing.

She looked down at the girl sitting in the chair with a smile on her lips and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

It seems impossible to reconcile the girl in front of me with the person who appeared in the treatment room more than a month ago and asked her, "Does the infirmary have any scar removal medication?"

For a moment, she even began to wonder if her memory was playing tricks on her.

The shock to her understanding caught Chu Yao off guard, abruptly interrupting the complete and coherent set of questions she had prepared.

For a long time afterward, Chu Yao didn't speak again. She silently and meticulously treated the wound on her forehead, and then went to treat the numerous wounds of all sizes on her legs.

The movements of the hands were nimble and light.

Chu Yao tied a knot in the bandage around her knee, stood up, and then asked, "The injuries on your calf and knee are almost treated. Are there any other injuries?"

Chu Yao seemed to see a fleeting moment of hesitation in the girl's beautiful eyes, but it was only for a split second, and she wasn't sure if she had seen it wrong.

"Those eyes are so beautiful," a strange thought inexplicably popped into Chu Yao's mind.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Youyou slowly pulled open the sleeve of her coat, revealing...

Chu Yao subconsciously held her breath.

He blurted out, "How did you do that?"

"If I tell you, can you promise me you won't tell anyone else?"

Meng Youyou playfully stuck out her tongue at her and even twisted her body slightly.

It sounds like she's... being coquettish?
Chu Yao nodded.

Even after receiving the promise, Meng Youyou still hesitated a bit when she finally spoke: "It's just that... when I... went down the mountain... I wanted to make some marks, because I was afraid I would get lost, so... I used the most brightly colored thing on my body as a marker."

As she spoke, the girl pinched her right thumb and forefinger together, leaving a small gap between them, as if demonstrating the "little bit" she was referring to.

Chu Yao unconsciously exhaled a breath of stale air, picked up the tool tray on the table again, and said, "This kind of wound may need stitches."

Meng Youyou nodded knowingly and readily agreed: "Okay."

She was clearly not surprised by this outcome.

"The anesthetic is in the pharmacy's safe. The pharmacist in the clinic has already left work. I need to fill out a medication requisition form and then contact the pharmacist to come back and verify it before I can give you the anesthetic and then stitch you up. So, you'll have to wait here for a while."

After Chu Yao finished speaking, she turned to leave.

But Meng Youyou stopped her, reaching out to grab Chu Yao's sleeve. "Calling someone back right after work is too much of a commotion. Everyone will know about it now. It's okay, Chu Yao, you can just sew it up. You might not know, but I'm actually pretty good at enduring pain."

Meng Youyou winked at her, her expression ingratiating.

Chu Yao's confusion was no longer concealed: "Why did you do this? Who do you not want to know? Huo Qingshan?"

She asked the question without thinking.

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