Night hospital is always particularly dark and quiet, Gu Qianmou's uniform, standing on the balcony of the ward in the cold. Today, when he was in the military area, he had received orders from above. Although it was not likely to be demoted, some punishments were unavoidable. After all, the fighter's fight was a serious matter and endangered his life. Destiny, in any case, requires someone to stand up and bear the consequences, and as their instructor himself has to shoulder this responsibility.

Gently spit out a smoke ring, the hazy smoke makes his whole person seem more complicated and confusing. In fact, he seldom smokes, but recently there are...