“The way she looks now… It seems that the military school is indeed her best choice.” Dr. Zhou said, who would have thought that a child without parents, and was even a cowardly child once, would have come to this point? She had become a celebrity in Fujun Town, the first child in the town to be admitted to a military school.
Nowadays, everyone knows Ye, Jian. The first thing people would say was, “Ye Jian is really amazing! She’s the champion in Shui Kou Village! The first student in our town to go to a military academy! She’s truly amazing, really amazing!”
People of the same interest group together. Ye Jian could have today’s achievements, which was most probably due to the influence of that old man.
Dr. Zhou’s daughter had also gotten a lot of help from her. Otherwise, with her daughter’s grades, perhaps it would be difficult for her to even pass the exam.
“Mom, I’ll go have a look, I won’t accompany you for now.” What An Jiaxin saw was not the horrifying military might exuding from Ye Jian earlier. She saw the sadness in Ye Jian that she had never seen before. She continued sadly: “I can see that she’s sad. I am going to accompany her.”
What is a true friend?
A true friend may not appear at your brightest point, but a true friend will definitely appear when you are sad, disappointed, and helpless, giving you her selfless help without asking for anything in return.
A true friend doesn’t bother you when you are happy, but a true friend will worry about you when you are sad. You just have to look up, and you can see your true friend being by your side silently.
An Jiaxin was that true friend. She didn’t walk into the ward; she just watched Ye Jian, who was standing next to the hospital bed, seemingly to be unwilling to take a step forward as her tears fell directly from her eyes like rain.
She knew it, she knew… Ye Jian would be sad. She was so, so sad.
Fortunately, her boyfriend stayed with her and persuaded her, giving her a greater spirit to rely on, so she no longer had to face sadness alone.
Regiment Commander Liu and Political Commissar Yan did not notice An Jiaxin standing at the door of the ward. They both looked at Ye Jian, who walked in but refused to get near to the bed. They were afraid that she could not accept reality and that something might happen later on.
“Ye girl, come to my side.” Political Commissar Yan, who was standing by the hospital bed, waved and said kindly: “Uncle Gen woke up an hour ago. You sit here and accompany him. You can have a chat with him when he’s awake.”
Ye Jian also wanted to walk over, but her feet were as heavy as a thousand catties; she couldn’t take any steps.
She stared blankly at Old Uncle Gen, who had to rely on instruments to maintain his breathing, and watched the old man lying skinny on the white hospital bed… Uncle Gen was really thin, so thin that the hospital bed looked very wide, very wide.
Why is Grandpa looking so sick? He’s as pale as a sheet, his eyes are closed so tightly, as if… as if he will never wake up again…
She couldn’t take any steps even if she wanted to. Looking at Grandpa Gen, who was exhausted on the bed, she couldn’t walk.
Xia Jinyuan wrapped his arm around Ye Jian’s shoulder, held her shoulder with his slender and powerful hand, and hugged her into his arms, “I will accompany you. Let’s go.”
Taking this step requires courage. Facing the weak elder in bed who didn’t have much time left requires even more courage.
Regiment Commander Liu and Political Commissar Yan did not pay attention to Xia Jinyuan’s actions, nor did they pay attention to the intimacy between the two. Instead, they saw Ye Jian taking a step. Both of them invariably took a step forward, wanting to take Ye Jian’s hand and lead her to the bed.
The two of them treated Ye Jian as their own daughter; they couldn’t bear to see her so heartbroken.
