"Tianxing is discharged today," Ruan Yan said, looking down at his watch before saying, "The plan was for 8 a.m., but now it's 10 a.m."
From the military hospital to the base, Tianxing, with his stitches removed, could crawl back.
Mo Shangjun: "..."
Oh, so her boyfriend is discharged today...
Lowering her head, Mo Shangjun was lost in thought.
She reached into her pants pocket, tsk, didn't bring her phone.
Ruan Yan said, "He should be in the office now, you can go find him."
Mo Shangjun sighed, "I'm thinking about what excuse to use to bluff my way through."
"...Give up,"
Ruan Yan mercilessly shattered Mo Shangjun's fantasy.
Judging by Mo Shangjun's demeanor, she probably promised Tianxing she'd pick him up from the hospital.
But it turns out, she neither had a mobile phone nor a landline, and she was in a training exercise with the Information Unit, unreachable by anyone.
Wouldn't it be easy for Tianxing to find out where she was?
