Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

Seeing that Mi Rong's wound was really serious, and Shi Rong and the others didn't take them seriously at all, Song Jia gritted his teeth and took Mi Rong to the infirmary first.

Fu Zhijing didn't care about this at all, and patiently and softly comforted Shi Rong. Gradually, there was finally a light in Shi Rong's eyes.

At that time, Rong couldn't control his reaction when he saw Rice throwing herself into Fu Zhijing's arms. The action was too intimate and too dazzling, and he couldn't be completely free of grudges.

That scene seemed to remind him of a fact that Shi Rong didn't want to think about at all. That is, Fu Zhijing is twenty-three years old. One day, he will meet his beloved...

Hugging, kissing, even... having sex.

Unable to accept it, he couldn't accept it at all!

Shi Rong stretched out his hand and grabbed Fu Zhijing's arm, raised his eyes and looked directly at him: "Fu Zhijing, if you... have someone you like, you must tell me."

He will do anything to break them up.

Fu Zhijing's heart skipped a beat, "Good boy, you..." Do you like me a little bit?

"You said you wanted to take care of me as your own brother." Shi Rong thought Fu Zhijing wanted to refuse, and stared stubbornly into Fu Zhijing's eyes, "I have the right to know this."

Fu Zhijing's heart dropped heavily, and Fu Zhijing's voice was a little hoarse, "Other than Guaiguai, I don't like anyone at the moment."

But Shi Rong didn't want this kind of love between relatives. He wanted Fu Zhijing to love him, the kind of love between lovers. He is always like this, greedy...

Shi Rong lowered his eyes, "...Yeah."

"Go back, my dear. Go to bed early and remember to take vitamin tablets."

"Ah."

Shi Rong watched Fu Zhijing's back gradually go away, then turned around and went upstairs.

Putting the vitamin bottle on the table, Shi Rong hesitated for a moment, then took the water glass and went to get a glass of warm water.

Shi Rong unscrewed the bottle, poured two vitamin tablets, then closed his eyes and threw them into his mouth. He picked up the water glass and drank quickly, and finally swallowed the vitamin tablet.

The vitamin tablets are not bitter, but a little sweet. It's just that Shi Rong is a little averse to taking medicine. If Fu Zhijing hadn't specifically reminded him, he wouldn't have even touched the bottle.

Shi Rong tightened the bottle cap and was about to stand up. Suddenly Xie Qingyuan's slightly concerned voice came from behind him: "Shi Rong, you took sick leave today. What's wrong with you?"

Xie Qingyuan is the squad leader, and all matters large and small are basically handed over to him. He noticed early in the morning that Shi Rong did not come to the military training. It was only after he received a message from the instructor that he learned that Shi Rong had asked for sick leave.

When I returned to the dormitory and saw Shi Rong taking medicine, I couldn't help but feel concerned.

"I'm fine." Shi Rong didn't want to talk to Xie Qingyuan anymore, so she turned around and walked around him, preparing to wash up.

Just as he walked to the bathroom, the dormitory door suddenly opened, and Mi Rong and Song Jia walked in.

After seeing Shi Rong, Song Jia said aggressively: "Shi Rong, didn't your friend push Xiaomi down? Don't you want to express any apology?"

Song Jia took Mi Rong to see a doctor. After cleaning the wound, the bleeding stopped. But the wound was still leaking pus, and it looked absolutely terrible.

Xiaomi was so seriously injured, but Shi Rong could still act as if nothing had happened. He really had sinister thoughts!

Mi Rong lowered his head in grievance and had no intention of stopping Song Jia. He just didn't see it and ran into the man's arms. Why was he treated like this?

He knew he was wrong, but... they were too bullying.

Shi Rong ignored Song Jia, entered the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and poured water into the basin.

But Song Jia chased in reluctantly, "Shi Rong, speak! Don't give me...ah!!"

The cold water fell from the top of her head instantly, and Song Jia's whole body became wet. The air conditioning in the dormitory was turned on again, and when the cold wind blew, he couldn't help but shiver and scream.

Shi Rong put down the basin and looked at him coldly: "You really love being a dog."

Rice always let him out to charge into battle, but he himself became invisible. The key is that this idiot didn't realize it yet, but actually enjoyed it, and he was actually a good and loyal dog.

However, a dog that bites needs to be taught a lesson.

"Shi Rong... Shi Rong!!!" Water was dripping from Song Jia's hair and clothes, and her body was shivering because of the cold. He was going crazy. He rushed forward and stretched out his hand to hit Shi Rong.

But he was stopped by a hand.

"Squad leader! He splashed water on me, do you still want to help him?!" Song Jia turned her face in disbelief and saw Xie Qingyuan's gentle face.

"Beating a classmate will result in a demerit." Xie Qingyuan's smile remained unchanged, and his tone was like a breath of fresh air. "And now, what you have to do is to change your clothes to avoid catching a cold."

Song Jia put down his hand hesitantly, as if he had thought of something, pointed at Shi Rong and said, "Will Rong get a demerit then? He broke the cold water on me!"

"Point your ugly finger at me again and I will break it off." Shi Rong glanced at Song Jia in disgust and threatened coldly.

Song Jia's arm trembled, she retracted her hand and looked at Xie Qingyuan: "Squad leader, look, he is still threatening me now!"

"The school rules say 'beating'. Shi Rong didn't hit you, so there will be no demerit..." Xie Qingyuan smiled, "You go out and change clothes first, and I will help you reason with him."

Song Jia glanced at Xie Qingyuan gratefully and walked out of the bathroom. As soon as he came out, he was stopped by Mi Rong with concern: "Xiaojia, why are you so wet...I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."

"It's okay, Xiaomi, don't hold me back now, I have to change my clothes first."

"Yes, yes, it's time to change clothes first. Xiaojia, if I'm concerned, I'll be confused..."

What a fool. Shi Rong picked up the basin and turned on the faucet again. Only this time, he received warm water.

"Classmate Shi Rong, did I help you this time?" Xie Qingyuan stared at Shi Rong's delicate and cold side face and smiled softly.

Shi Rong washed his face and said, "I don't need you to help me."

He has learned some kung fu from Fu Zhijing, and his force value is not weak. At least it was easy to deal with Song Jia and his ilk.

It’s really a waste of food and salt. Xie Qingyuan's smile faded a little, "It's easy for you to have no friends like this."

"Wow -" After washing his face, Shi Rong poured water into the pool. The water splashed everywhere and soaked Xie Qingyuan's trouser legs.

Shi Rong seemed not to notice and walked out of the bathroom without looking back.

He didn't have any friends, and he didn't need any.

He has Fu Zhijing, which is enough.