In the dormitory of Team 9, Jiang Tianqing looked at Jiang Qiemo, who was lying motionless on the bed, staring at the ceiling. He was extremely worried.
With Jiang Qiemo's physique, plus the treatment from the medical team, there wasn't much of a problem when they carried him off the training ground. Even his wounds had quickly healed.
However, after Jiang Qiemo returned, he had been lying on the bed like this, staring blankly at the ceiling for several hours now.
Jiang Tianqing watched him for a long time and didn't see Jiang Qiemo blink even once.
"Brother, victories and defeats are common in warfare. This time was a lesson; you were too careless, but it's not too late to mend the pen after losing the sheep. People grow from making mistakes. It's actually good that you make mistakes now than in life-and-death battles later because that's fatal," Jiang Tianqing said.
Jiang Qiemo appeared not to hear Jiang Tianqing's words, continuing to stare unfocused at the ceiling.
