Chapter 391 New Instructor

Lu Yi let go of his hand, and there was a fragment of his hand in his palm. He thought that he should know.

He took out his cell phone and called Ye Shuyun.

"Mom, it's me."

"Lu Yi, son, where are you? Why did you get out of the hospital? Ye Shuyun was worried about her son. Although he is feeling better, he is still injured. He can't stay in the hospital and run around. What, you don’t want to die, do you?”

"Mom, I'm fine," Lu Yi sat down, but still held the fragments in his hands.

"Mom, tell me, who gave me the blood transfusion?"

His intuition was hers. There could be no such coincidence in the world. The doctor hesitated to speak, Lei Qingyi concealed his desire, and even Yi Ling didn't like him too much. So, it must be her.

Ye Shuyun was stunned for a moment, then groaned, not knowing what to say.

"It's Yan Huan, right?" Lu Yi answered for her, "She was the one who gave me the blood transfusion. Her blood type is the same as mine. She was there that day, right?"

Ye Shuyun felt her throat being stimulated.

"Mom, is that right?" Lu Yi asked again, "I don't want you to lie to me. I'm a man, but I can't even protect my wife. I asked her to save me three times. Mom, Tell me, am I still useful? Last time, she gave me 1,300cc of blood to save me. This time, it was 1,000cc. Mom, she didn’t even weigh 90 pounds. Tell me, the amount of blood in the human body is How much, how much blood is there in her body?"

Ye Shuyun was extremely ashamed by Lu Yi's words.

"Lu Yi, Mom didn't mean to hide it from you. The more she kept talking, the more ashamed she became. When you came out of the operating room, we were all looking out for you. We didn't know where she was..."

"Mom, you don't need to say anything, I understand," Lu Yi interrupted Ye Shuyun.

Yan Huan is actually a very insecure person. Don't look at her. She doesn't care about anything on weekdays. She can bump into anything, dare to jump off buildings, and dare to serve as a soldier. In fact, she is afraid of silence and the dark.

She gave him a blood transfusion and saved his life, but was abandoned by everyone. To her, this was a kind of hurt, a betrayal, and an unbearable thing.

"Lu Yi, you..."

Ye Shuyun wanted to say something else, but Lu Yi had already hung up the phone and was unwilling to say anything more.

After releasing his hand, Lu Yi wanted to hold the fragments of the phone in his palm tightly.

Then, he covered his face and remained silent, while the sky outside became cloudy and it started to rain. The rain was very cold, so cold that it bit the bones.

Yan Huan looked at the rain outside. She didn't know what she was thinking. She pressed her face to the top of the glass, and the white air coming out of the corners of her lips was also filled with white.

"It's raining, that's good. We don't need to train anymore."

"Don't you have no need to train in the first place?" Huang Mengmeng ran over and lay on Yan Huan's shoulders. At first, she didn't dare. Who made Yan Huan so famous? After several famous works, she is recognized by everyone She is the national goddess. For ordinary people like them, she is an extraordinary existence. However, after getting along for a long time, she discovered that she is actually no different from ordinary people, and she can compete better than ordinary people.

Although she is the oldest, she is the one with the highest overall quality among the female soldiers.

"Tell me, why doesn't the instructor let you train?" Su Mengmeng pinched Yan Huan's face, "Is it because your face is too white?"

"It's possible," Yan Huan smiled, but anyone could clearly see the tiredness in her eyes. Her face was very white, very white, a bloodless white. It was really quite white. It makes people worry whether she will be smiling one second and fall down the next.

From time to time, Huang Mengmeng was afraid that she was really going to collapse, but luckily, although Yan Huan looked bad, she was actually pretty good. At least, she was not a sick beauty who collapsed just because she said she would.

"I'm going to bed," Yan Huan turned around, walked to her bed, and lay down like this. She rubbed her hands against the soft quilt, feeling that something had been suppressed in her heart. She had never been in a good mood.

Huang Mengmeng shook her head. Goddess and female man are indeed different. They can laugh when they laugh, cry when they cry, and sleep when they talk. She will write them down one by one.

But, is it possible that everything is like this?

The goddess is also a human being. She needs to eat, drink water, and rest. She will also encounter heartbreaking things. She is also sad and in pain, but it seems that she is more tolerant than others.

Yan Huan moved everything she owned into the military camp. When she trained, she was desperate for her life. Even the instructors were frightened by her. In the past, there was a desperate Saburo, but now a desperate Sanniang.

Now everyone no longer calls Yan Huan Yan Huan, but instead calls her Yan Sanniang.

Because she is really hardworking and has some basic skills. In addition, she has been learning fighting and grappling this year. Now, few female soldiers in the entire regiment are her opponents. If you fight, it will be life-threatening.

By now, almost everyone has forgotten her identity, but they only know that she is a terrifying existence in this military camp.

Yan Huan stood in the team, her expression was very calm, she didn't even think about anything. After living two lives, there was nothing she couldn't see through. And it had been a long time since she had thought about someone or anything. It is better not to think about it, and it is better not to think about it.

Anyway, he won't die, he will live well, even if she dies, he won't die.

And she even thought like this with anger. She wouldn't call him or answer anyone's calls. She would just stay in this military camp and train herself to be a devil.

A sneer appeared on the corner of her lips at this time. The smile was very light but also very cold.

She stood with her hands behind her back, looking straight ahead. The instructor came over, holding a teaching pole in her hand.

"Hello everyone."

"Hello, commander!" the female soldiers below said in unison. Although they were all women, they were all full of heroic spirit that was not inferior to that of men, and their skills were not as good as those of a man.

"Very good," the instructor looked at the female soldiers she brought out in this field, and was very satisfied. The ones she brought out to destroy a team were all elites, and every one of them was quite outstanding.

Her eyes stopped on Yan Huan for about two seconds, and then left.

"Today I want to introduce to you a person who will be the instructor of our army this time. He will teach you the last few lessons, because this year, some of us will leave and go to our respective places. A better road, a bigger stage, and a better future, and I, no matter where you are, just hope you remember that you are a soldier, and what is the most important thing about a soldier."