Reborn At Weight Camp: General Don't Mess Around
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"But you are a special exception, I can't treat you equally." Xia Jinyuan smiled. Its beautiful features resemble a bright moon – clean and tidy. If the conversation continued, he would be completely rejected. Topic must be stopped. After changing his mind, the topic naturally changed. "The day you put on the uniform, I'll treat you the same."

Ye Jian sighed in relief, he was afraid that he would say something else that would humiliate him.

One was a talented hunter and the other was a cunning fox. It was meant to be a match between equals.

The sound of someone crying could be heard from the tent. It was Dema's wife who knew that her husband had died.

Ye Jian stopped in his tracks. His gaze was filled with sadness as he looked at the tent. The sound of someone crying brought him back to the past. Her mother cried like this, hugging her when her father was killed in an accident.

Not long after, the gentle and beautiful mother no longer returned with laughter. He was covered by the flag and inside the urn before returning to the village.

Back then, although he could remember many things, he did not understand what sacrifice meant.

Arriving at Ye Zhifan's house when she was beaten with a stick by Sun Dongqing for seizing Ye Ying's egg, she finally understood that she had become an orphan.

In his past life, he was scared because he found out too early. That was why he was a coward when facing Ye Ying.

“Do not look down on these Tibetans, they are a brave group of people. Without Dema, his wife can still support the family.” His sadness made Xia Jinyuan rub her head gently. "Everything will be fine. There are no obstacles in the world that cannot be overcome.”

“You can walk this far, leave Ye Zhifan and her family, overcome all these obstacles and live your own beautiful life. Being a mother, Dema's wife will be able to stay strong for the sake of her children.”

Ye Jian nodded and remained silent, quietly returning to Uncle Cizha's tent.

The Little Fox was afraid because she thought about her life experience, and hence her sadness. Xia Jinyuan should have settled the matter of the team's follow-up after sending Ye Jian back to his tent. However, he changed his mind and decided to stay and accompany her.

He turned around and did not pay attention to Xia Jinyuan's eyes which were filled with heartache and sorrow from her grief.

Looking at the tent in front and the herders outside, Xia Jinyuan pressed her earpiece and told the team members who were doing the cleaning, “Ye Jian was injured. I'll accompany him for a minute. Do a good job on follow-up. After cleaning up, accompany the herder to where the stone is and bring back Dema's body to the village.”

“If there is anything we can do to help, help the Dema family to the best of your ability.”

G3 is cleaning up the bodies of seven mercenaries. From inventory to taking photos of their identity documents, they all had to be careful. Hearing that, they replied, "Let's settle the other matter, take good care of Ye Jian."

After all, it was extremely rare to meet a girl who could fight alongside these male soldiers. Besides, he's just a student.

Ye Jian walked into the tent. There were no adults there, only Yang Jin who was there, sitting alone in front of the melted butter lamp. There was a wide sword drawn on the table, along with a trident.

Seeing Ye Jian enter the tent, Yang Jin immediately got up and moved towards him. "Are you okay? I'm worried about you." Immediately after, he saw a foreign man following behind him, causing him to stop in his tracks.

Despite having gone through elementary school, Yang Jin was not familiar with Mandarin. He also hugged Ye Jian lightly while his gaze was fixed on an unfamiliar stranger. She looked at him curiously until the man smiled at her, before becoming confused and throwing his face away.

"He hurt his back, you have to be softer." Xia Jinyuan stood behind the two of them and smiled. Using Tibetan, he started a conversation with Yang Jin. "Next, I need to treat the wound."

The only words Ye Jian could understand were 'thank you' and 'sorry'. Just as when she was about to ask Yang Jin to help her, the spirited Tibetan woman chanted a series of scriptures and held her prayer wheel before leaving the tent quickly, like a butterfly.

Upon seeing Yang Jin leave, Ye Jian frowned slightly. “I hurt my back. Captain Xia, it's inappropriate for you to stay.”

How alert. Not that he'd do anything.

"One little fox who's hurt, what are you afraid I'm going to do?" Xia Jinyuan picked up the sniper rifle that was beside her and without mentioning the wound, asked Ye Jian, “Where did you put this down after lowering this? Give me the bag.”

Ye Jian was even more uncomfortable when he did not mention about his injury. “I'll do it myself. Can you leave the tent first? I want to self-medicate the wound and see the situation.”

“Aren't you all tough in the mountains? Why are you in such a hurry to treat your wounds now?” He sat down on the sheep cloth on the floor, before releasing the sniper rifle. When he looked up, Ye Jian was still standing at the same spot. He couldn't help it and joked, “What's up? Did I make you angry?”

His face was filled with confusion, he could not understand what Ye Jian wanted to do.

What does she want? Ye Jian himself had no answer. But with Xia Jinyuan sitting there, it was no good! He can't take off his clothes!

He clearly stated that he would treat his own injuries. How could he not understand that?

Saying anything else will show that he thinks too much. Ye Jian felt sad, “Captain Xia, stop trying to be messed up. I'm making myself clear, I want you to go, because..”.

He was embarrassed, but he still managed to say those words clearly. “Because I have to undress, how can you let a teenage girl undress in front of an adult man like you?”

Xia Jinyuan responded with a warm laugh. “First, I asked Yang Jin to invite someone. Second, Your wound is on Your back, taking care of it yourself will be troublesome. Thirdly…"

He observed Ye Jian from head to toe, before making eye contact with him again politely. "I still know where my manners are."

The sadness in his eyes had disappeared. She went back to being a strong, passionate girl. In the past, little girls would inadvertently show hostility to anyone of the opposite sex and the dark side that could not be easily detected.

This time, his eyes were clear and negativity, the darkness that was in his eyes was gone.

Instead of them being buried deeper, they were actually gone.