Han Yao finally waited for the old man's answer, tears fell down like money,

With the help of Chai Kemu, he focused his eyes on the old man on the mobile phone screen and saw clearly the little girl who had been crying.

"Xiaoyao, why are you crying? Grandma is so good. Look, these are your shoes. Grandma will make them for you. You can wear them when you come back."

The needles and shoes in her hand were raised up tremblingly and placed clearly in front of her.

Han Yao couldn't touch it, but she knew that the shoes must have grandma's body temperature and the familiar smell of sandalwood.

The old man has a box made of sandalwood for storing shoes, and all the valuables are placed inside.

He quickly wiped the tears hanging on his face, and Han Yao suppressed the astringent feeling of the tip of his nose, "Grandma, can you listen to me? You have a fever, can you go to the hospital with Mu Mu? Go to the hospital for a hang up some water, and you can go home if the fever subsides, okay?"

It seemed that he had said this to the air, and the old man seemed to have not heard it. After thinking for a long time, he did not answer her words.

After a while, I only said this sentence,

"Where is Xiaoyao? When will you come home to see me?"

While talking, I was looking for something,

Han Yao felt that his body, which had been hot before, became extremely cold in an instant, and even felt a little bit of pain.

This is all confused,

"Grandma, you go to the hospital with Mu Mu. Xiaoyao will be back soon, okay? You go to the hospital with her first, and I will be back soon, okay?"

"If I don't go to the hospital, I will wait for Xiaoyao to come back."

The old man is old, like a child, and looks stubborn, which is not usually the case, but it is like this that the child refuses her words.

I was confused, but I was still so stubborn.

The shoes in the old man's hand fell down suddenly and disappeared from the screen.

"Grandma!"

Chai Kemu's scream came from the screen, and all the figures on the screen disappeared.

"Grandma! Mu Mu, what's going on now?"

Han Yao's voice increased by several decibels, which made He Xiaoling, who had been standing not far away, heard it, and cast a sight to her.

But I could only see her anxious, asking questions from the phone.

"Mumu, please take your grandma to the hospital quickly, go quickly."

Han Yao was extremely panicked, his body and voice began to tremble. He kept repeating a few words while holding his cell phone, and he felt like he was a devil.

He Xiaoling waved away the few people who wanted to squeeze over after the competition, stood quietly and looked at the person who was crying. Under his slightly drooping eyelids, he covered his emotions.

Chai Kemu did not hang up the phone all the way, but fortunately she drove her own car over, except for the difficulty of helping the elderly.

The others were not difficult, but they drove away, but attracted the attention of some neighbors. After the car drove away, they stood under the corner of their own wall and kept pointing and pointing.

"Yaoyao, don't worry, it's okay, I'll contact the doctor right away. It's a bit troublesome if I didn't prepare last time. I'll talk first this time, there's not so much trouble, and this time it must be not as serious as the last time."

"Last time? Was it the last time I was in the hospital during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Han Yao was stunned for a moment, then seemed to realize something.

Chai Kemu suddenly fell silent, and in a hurry to comfort her, he missed his mouth.

"Chai Kemu! Tell me seriously what happened last time? Why didn't anyone tell me?"

Han Yao growled, his eyes red.

The trembling look of bent back made He Xiaoling, who had been observing her not far away, frowned, and Zhang Lanxiao and the others were watching from a farther place, worried.

Han Yao was still stalemate with Chai Kemu on the phone, and Han Yao's forbearing crying sounds kept coming from the phone.

In the end, Chai Kemu couldn't hold on and told the truth about that day.

"That time, Song Xingqi took her grandmother to the hospital. At that time, she also had a fever caused by a cold. Later, because she mopped the floor for too long, it turned into pneumonia. When you called, her grandmother was still in a coma, and she almost didn't survive that time."

When Han Yao heard this, his legs became weak and he knelt directly in the snow. The coldness spread from his knees to her heart.

Cold! She was instantly falling into an ice cellar, and her phone fell on the snow. She was stunned for a long time and was pulled back to her senses by Chai Kemu's anxious shouts on the phone.

"Yaoyao! What's wrong with you? Yaoyao?"

Chai Kemu could not hear Han Yao's answer, but only saw the vast white sky. She knelt on the ground, buried her face in her palm, pressing her tears to prevent them from flowing out.

The pain in her heart even made her breathing start to be a little uncomfortable. She took the cell phone on the ground and replied quickly.

"Mumu, please take good care of my grandmother, and I will try my best to go back."

Before Chai Kemu's answer was met, Han Yao hung up the phone.

Wiped away the tears on his face, and staggered up from the ground, as if the cold blood was a little uncirculated.

After a brief dizziness, she put away her cell phone and took a somewhat unsteady step, and stopped in front of He Xiaoling.

"Captain, I want to go back to the health company."

He Xiaoling looked up at her, stood up straight in front of her, and looked at her, his voice serious and calm.

"Han Yao, I hope you can recognize your current responsibilities. You don't have the chance to go back now because our training has not yet ended, and I am not qualified to approve your family leave."

Han Yao stared at her tightly. After hearing what she said, he turned around and left.

"Han Yao! You have to recognize that from the beginning of your entry into the army, you can only choose one family and country."

After listening to her steps, she turned around at an extremely slow speed, and then spoke again, her voice was full of coldness.

"Is it impossible to achieve both sides at this time?"

He Xiaoling closed his eyes, sighed, and nodded.

"Yes."

Han Yao pinched and released his fists, then clenched and then pinched, and finally he seemed to be deflated.

He Xiaoling walked to her side and wanted to pat her shoulder to give her some comfort.

Before the stretched out hand touched her, she stopped her and pinched her tightly in the air.

Feeling the force coming from his hands, He Xiaoling frowned and heard Han Yao's voice.

"Captain, I want to compete with you now. Are you willing to fight?"

He Xiaoling listened to Han Yao's words, looked at her red eyes, and pulled her hands back with force.

"I will accompany you, I will stop if I don't beat you!"

Han Yao did not answer and directly used the move. Now she is a person who has studied Sanda professionally and started fighting with He Xiaoling on the spot.

Han Yao was extremely angry and overly sad, and he was ruthless in his moves and did not keep any strength. He Xiaoling felt the strength of her not holding back at all, gritted his teeth and became serious.

With her eyes red, she looked very arrogant and terrifying with such a ruthless move.

The people from the reconnaissance camp who had not left after the competition was not far away, looked at the two people who had taken ruthless actions here,

Everyone was stunned. The squad leader just looked at him and said nothing. The soldier smacked his lips.

"I'm so kind! Squad leader, my eyes are not blurred!"

The squad leader slapped him in the face.

"Look at others, look at you again! Remember to receive the punishment when you go back!"

The soldier, who helped the hat that was slapped off, nodded in a muffled voice.
Chapter completed!