When he heard that he was going to be sent to the picket department, Jin Ruge snorted and said disapprovingly: "Why should you cause trouble for me alone? This nurse provoked me first. We are going to the picket department. Let's go together!"

The lieutenant colonel, a military doctor, frowned and obviously had no intention of paying attention to her.

In the army, no matter which job you are in, the most important thing is honor. Even if it is his nurse who caused trouble first, but with his protection, he will cover up if he wants to, a new female trainee who is still in military training

, he will not take her seriously at all.

The surroundings became much quieter. The back of Jin Ruge's hand was covered with blood, and drops fell on the ground, blooming into beautiful and enchanting fire lotus.

Several people were standing in a confrontation, but no one said that they should first stop the bleeding on the back of Jin Ruge's hand for the sake of the patient in the spirit of saving lives and healing the wounded. They just watched with cold eyes. Their indifference and alienation made Jin Ruge deeply understand what it means to be in the cold world.

Jin Ruge's tears of grievance began to well up in her eyes. Several of the men couldn't stand it any longer, and they started talking about it. Some said it was the little nurse who was wrong, and some said it didn't matter whether the little girl had beaten her or not.

Man, let's stop the bleeding first. But still no one moved.

Those nurses obviously listened to the military doctor, and the military doctor stood there as if he was in charge and would not let Jin Ruge escape.

About three or four minutes passed, and two pickets wearing white steel helmets ran in from the door of the infusion room. They saluted the military surgeon lieutenant colonel in a routine manner, and then began to ask what was going on.

The military doctor pointed directly at Jin Ruge: "This new student came to my place to cause trouble and fight, and injured my nurse. You can take him back and teach him how to teach him."

The picket glanced sideways at Jin Ruge, his cold gaze piercing her heart like a needle.

The picket looked at her nameplate again. Even though she was a freshman and had not had time to put a photo on it, the three characters "Jin Ruge" were very obvious, and her contact number and team number were written very carefully.

The two pickets looked stern and looked at each other for a second or two, seeming to find some tacit understanding in each other's eyes.

Then one of the pickets said: "Vice President Liao, please wait a moment. Let's call Minister Ling Yuling first. You don't know that this Jin Ruge was greeted by Minister Ling early this morning.

If she commits a crime and needs to be sent to the picket department, Director Ling must be informed as soon as possible, otherwise no one can arrest her."

When Jin Ruge heard this, his heart warmed up.

She thought that this matter was going to be brought to Jin Moqing and that she would be in real trouble, but she didn't expect that Ling Yu was so foresight and even blocked her at the critical moment. She glanced at the military doctor with disdain.

It turns out that he is actually the deputy director of a military hospital. He is so unreasonable and bullies others. This is too much!

When the military doctor heard this, he couldn't help but frowned, and the way he looked at Jin Ruge changed.

Another picket had already taken out his cell phone to call Ling Yu. He didn't know what was said there. The picket suddenly turned his head and looked at Jin Ruge from head to toe. Then he held the phone and said, "The back of your hand is bright red."

It's all covered in blood, I don't know exactly where the injury is."

Jin Ruge lowered his eyes, endured the pain and raised his hand to glance at the back of his hand. Not to mention, it was quite scary. It was bright red and had different shades of color. Probably because the pinhole was small, it would not cause heavy bleeding, but it was just a little bit like this.

It looks quite distressing when it comes out.

"Quickly, stop her bleeding! Use alcohol to wipe the back of her hands clean!"

The military doctor who had not cared about her life or death suddenly pointed to a little nurse next to him and started drinking. The little nurse rushed to the shelf at the door and came over with a box of cotton balls soaked in alcohol and a small pair of tweezers.

Jin Ruge put her hands behind her back like a treasure, and glanced coldly at the people in white coats in front of her: "How dare I trouble you? The matter is now over, I don't need your hypocrisy, right and wrong, there will always be answers

That’s fair!”

When the nurse saw that Jin Ruge was not cooperating at all, she glanced at the military doctor with embarrassment. The military doctor vaguely felt a trace of trouble, frowned and said nothing.

Time passed quietly like this. In the quiet room, except for a few patients who needed to change their medicines, and the nurse would move around a little, almost no sound could be heard.

Jin Ruge stood silently, thinking that Ling Yu would actually greet the picket team like this. She felt warm and a little embarrassed at the same time. It seemed that in his heart, she was really a troublemaker. Could he

Therefore, you don’t like yourself even more?

My nose is sore and I feel aggrieved.

If Jin Moqing finds out about what happened today, don't think too much, he will definitely be in trouble.

What about Ling Yu?

Looking at the motionless posture of these people in front of him, Ling Yu should be here soon. Will he be very angry with himself, will he not want her, will he think she is a troublemaker?

The anxiety in her heart was getting bigger and bigger. Jin Ruge even began to blame herself. It would have been better if she had just endured it. The little nurse said that she was a vixen.

Who knows who at the gate of the military hospital? Why can't I hold back? Why do I have to fight?

She stood quietly, even though she was very embarrassed after the fight, but her stubborn head was held high, as if she was not afraid even if the sky really fell down in the next second.

The eye sockets are very red, and combined with the color of the hands, it is very distressing.

A noncommissioned officer who was closer to her was sitting on a chair giving an infusion. He couldn't stand it and frowned: "Little junior sister, don't be afraid. If necessary later, I can help you testify!"

"Yes, I can also help you testify!"

"We can all testify for you. There will always be an explanation for right and wrong. Don't be afraid!"

The men all chimed in, and Jin Ruge, who was originally irritated by their voices, now felt that such men were actually quite kind and cute. At least, compared to the so-called military hospital in front of him.

The vice president is much more humane.

When the two pickets heard that the people around them seemed to be talking about Jin Ruge, they couldn't help but become suspicious. They glanced at the military doctor, and one of them said: "Vice President Liao, do you know the whole story?"

The military doctor was stunned, adjusted his glasses, and some of them said in a silly manner: "Well, uh, when I came here, I saw this female student riding on my nurse and beating her. I don't know much about the rest."

"Since Vice-President Liao hasn't even figured out the whole story, how could he ask someone to call our inspection department?"

"Well, the main thing is that this little nurse has always been well-behaved. If something happened to me, she must be the victim."

As soon as the military doctor finished speaking, a clear and melodious baritone voice came to mind at the door: "If Vice President Liao's subjective assumptions can also be used as the basis for the picket department to judge the merits, wouldn't it be childish?"
Chapter completed!