Xiaobing Fang Heng

Fang Heng had already woken up when he was put in the car, and he saw Yang Yi's face in front of him with a single glance. The blurred vision made that face a little distorted, his lips opened and closed as if in slow motion, Fang Heng could even see a shallow line of blood on the corner of the upper lip of this face, and the brown blood scab was particularly conspicuous.

Then Fang Heng rolled his eyes and landed on Hou Jue's face. Hou Jue looked at him nervously, his face was still in a trance and distorted, but his eyes were very dark and dull, full of depressive tones.

Fang Heng's eyes blinked, his face was full of confusion, foggy.

Yang Yi looked around the faces of Fang Heng and Hou Jue, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Fang Heng turned his head half a beat later, he didn't hear clearly, Yang Yi's words were as far away as a door, so he asked in confusion, "What's wrong with me?" His voice was not hoarse, but slightly low. There was a kind of emptiness in the ear, Fang Heng frowned slightly, his head was uncomfortable, there was some louder noise hitting the skull, bang bang.

"Where is it uncomfortable? Is it difficult to breathe? Do it!" Yang Yi said again.

Hou Jue said directly, "You're dizzy."

Fang Heng frowned, but when he heard their mouths opening and closing, their voices were scattered and extremely indistinct, so he said "ah?", pulled out his ears, and was about to sit up, but Yang Yi told him Pressed back.

Yang Yi leaned against his ear and yelled loudly, "You're dizzy, why don't you feel uncomfortable!"

Fang Heng heard it clearly this time, following Yang Yi's voice, there was still a gust of hot air spraying into his ears, so he hid aside, and then yelled, "No! The ears keep ringing, tinnitus, buzzing Yes." The volume is very loud, the typical speech pattern of hearing-impaired patients, as if others can't hear them, and they rely on roaring to speak.

At this time, Jizhu Karma pushed Hou Jue away and said directly, "I'll take him to the hospital, you continue training."

"Yes." Yang Yi got up obediently, and pulled out his ears before turning around. He was yelled at so close, and his ears felt a little uncomfortable.

Jizhu Karma quickly walked around to the driver's seat, and before getting into the car, he glanced at Hou Jue who was standing there blankly, "Get in the car."

Hou Jue's tense face immediately relaxed, and he opened the passenger door.

The jeep drove all the way out, and Fang Heng kept digging his ears in the back, his facial features squeezed together, looking uncomfortable.

Jizhu Karma looked at Fang Heng in the rearview mirror for a while while driving, and then asked, "Are you fellow villagers?" The voice was not loud, and it was Hou Jue who asked.

Hou Jue nodded and explained nervously, "Fang Heng is not timid, maybe he didn't expect the gunfire to be so loud. His hearing is a little abnormal, especially good, and the gun is so close, so he fainted."

"En." Jizhu Karma responded, looking at Fang Heng with some surprise.

He will take a quick look at the information of the recruits, but he will rarely look at some data such as height and hearing in detail. He will only pay special attention to those with sports skills or excellent eyesight, because the information of these people must be reported later. , Special Forces will specially absorb these recruits.

Students with a good foundation in sports and good physical fitness are relatively easy to adapt to the training intensity of special forces, and good eyesight is naturally targeted to train them to be snipers. Such people are all talents.

As for those with excellent hearing... To be honest, they are not very useful in the army. They might as well be agents and listen to corners.

And this kind of special talent is really rare. At least Jizhu Karma has been a soldier for so many years. Except for knowing a few when he was in Falcon, he has never seen it in the military school or in the army, so he will A little surprised.

After opening for a while, Jizhu Karma said, "The recoil force of the Bayi Bar is great, and the sound is also loud. There are not soldiers who have not been shaken by the ringing in the ears during the annual recruit training, but it is the first time I have seen the one who fainted. How high is the hearing decibel?"

"I don't know." Hou Jue shook his head, thought for a while, and said, "I just know that sometimes he can hear us clearly when we talk in a low voice a meter away."

"En." Jizhu Karma replied in a low voice, and stopped talking.

Fang Heng was very uncomfortable. In addition to tinnitus, his right ear also had some pain, and even his temple was twitching, so he could only keep playing with his ears, and by the way, recalling the previous things, his complexion became more and more ugly.

He had never lost such a big face, even if he was frightened by the sound, he didn't say that he passed out. During the Chinese New Year, the sound of firecrackers was not low. Didn't he play it well?

In fact, he has always known that he is a little afraid of sound, so he will pay special attention to some special circumstances, such as festivals, but he did not expect that something would happen, he was stunned by the gunshots, and he was in front of the whole platoon...

It's embarrassing...

Fuck!

Fang Heng was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother! !

After much deliberation, Fang Heng also knew that it was his fault. He miscalculated the decibels of the shooting, and always measured it according to the sound he heard on the TV. But in reality, if he really wanted to shoot, the sound was really exaggerated, and it was close to his ears. Like a thunderbolt, the whole soul and body were separated, and the thought was faulted, and finally passed out.

Fang Heng pondered back and forth for a while, staring at the company commander's back, suddenly inexplicably wanted to explain, so he leaned forward and shouted, "Company commander! I won't faint next time!!"

The car body shook violently, and an S was drawn on the road. Jizhu Karma stepped on the brakes and stared at him in shock, "What did you say suddenly!?"

Fang Heng froze, read the meaning from the company commander's mouth, he smiled and covered his mouth.

Jizhu Karma turned her head and rolled her eyes, then turned the key and lit the fire.

Seeing Fang Heng talking, Hou Jue said, "Are you okay?" His voice was not loud, but his mouth was very standard.

Fang Heng nodded and smiled.

Hou Jue also laughed.

Jizhu Karma took Fang Heng to the hospital, and left after hearing the diagnosis. He had to watch the training there.

Hou Jue accompanied Fang Heng for infusion. His job was to take the person back intact. Fang Heng's condition was not serious, at least the eardrum was not ruptured, so the hospital performed microwave and vasodilation for Fang Heng according to the normal procedure. Conventional treatment with hyperbaric oxygen.

The intense training and the sudden one-day vacation made the two boys feel pretty good, but it was not convenient to communicate, so one lay on the bed and the other took a nap beside the bed.

Fang Heng woke up and saw that Hou Jue was still lying on his stomach, so he pushed the quilt a little to cover Hou Jue's exposed fingers.

Hou Jue was startled awake, looked up at him, then looked at the infusion bottle, then rubbed his eyes and asked, "Toilet?"

Fang Heng shook his head, pursed his lips and smiled, "Thank you."

Hou Jue understood instantly, raised his hand and flicked on his forehead, "What are you talking about? Be polite to me?"

Fang Heng rubbed his forehead, moved his body into a comfortable position, and lifted the quilt to cover Hou Jue's hand.

"It's cold." Fang Heng said.

Hou Jue nodded, and stretched his generous hand a little further, stuffing it under Fang Heng's waist, "Hold on."

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows, then closed his eyes with a smile, lowered his waist a little more, and the two of them smiled heartily.

At noon, Yang Yi came over to take a look, brought them lunch, and asked Hou Jue to go back to rest after eating. There was still training in the afternoon, and Fang Heng had an accident, so Hou Jue could not escape training.

Of course, it was impossible for Yang Yi to stay. He brought an old soldier over to help take care of him, and then he and Hou Jue left.

The veteran Yang Yi brought over was named Wu Di. His name sounded domineering, but he actually liked to laugh. Fang Heng also took care of him, asking a few questions from time to time.

Fang Heng couldn't hear clearly, but it didn't prevent him from understanding the other party's kindness, so he responded politely, smiling very cutely.

So Wu Di ran even more frequently.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Heng returned to the army. Of course, he did not need to be hospitalized for this kind of injury, but he had to be treated continuously and had to report to the hospital every day.

Yang Yi learned about the specific situation from Wu Di, and immediately nodded without asking any further questions. After all, he also hoped that Fang Heng would come back after healed. It's useless, I can't understand the slogan at all, it's better to cultivate with peace of mind, but there is a but, I hope Fang Heng should follow the training in the afternoon, at least not too far behind.

It was hope, not force, Fang Heng entered the room without expressing it.

In the evening, the instructor also came to see, and asked a few words considerately. Seeing that it was difficult to talk to Fang Heng, he could only pat him on the shoulder to let him rest and treat.

As soon as the instructor walked away, Yue Zitong and Hou Jue both posted over and continued the previous topic.

Yue Zitong said before, it's great, I don't need to train with confidence, I'm envious.

Hou Jue said, take good care of it, and don't suffer any sequelae.

Fang Heng kept looking at their mouth shapes thoughtfully.

As soon as the instructor left, Fang Heng suddenly spoke, his voice was so low that he couldn't hear it clearly, but he knew that Hou Jue and the others would definitely be able to hear it at this volume.

He said, "You say, should I practice by myself?"

Fang Heng made this decision because he had some obsessive-compulsive disorder and had to force himself to work hard. It was because the current situation made him a little annoyed.

The people in the platoon stared at him in an indescribable way, as if they were watching a joke and looked down on him, so he was uncomfortable, and the stubbornness came out again, and the decision to fight for his breath before had to be made again. I choked it out.

Moreover, his grades have just gotten better recently, and just when he felt that he had the opportunity to rush into the vanguard, he just let him give up. In fact, he was not very willing.

After all, if a person is lazy, it really doesn’t matter if he is content with the status quo, but if a person has an idea in his heart, no matter what the reason for his hard work is, once he sees his little progress and the goal is getting closer, It will never be comfortable to fall back.

Fang Heng didn't want to just collapse like this.

Hou Jue lowered his head and thought for a while, then looked at Fang Heng, "Take a rest for two days, and I will accompany you when you feel better."

Yue Zitong looked at Hou Jue, hesitated for half a second, then patted his chest, "There's still me."

Fang Heng patted the shoulders of the two of them and pursed his lips and smiled.

There were a lot of things going on that night. Before going to bed, Yang Yi came over again, sat opposite Fang Heng and stared at the person, then turned his head and waved to Hou Jue.

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows to look at him, and saw that he was talking to Hou Jue with his lips open and closed. Because his face was profiled and the volume was not very loud, he didn't read it out.

After Yang Yi finished speaking, he raised his hand to touch Fang Heng's face. Fang Heng was startled, and shrank subconsciously.Yang Yi's hand stopped in mid-air in such an embarrassing manner. The two of them stared for two seconds. Yang Yi's mouth curled up, and he smiled, and said word by word, "I will teach Hou Jue how to massage, and he will recover. Hurry up."

Fang Heng frowned immediately after interpreting it, and glanced at Hou Jue, but he didn't move.

Yang Yi's fingers are long and slender, with well-defined joints. When Fang Heng met him for the first time, he noticed the man's face and that hand. It was really beautiful. The nails were neatly trimmed, unlike most men's hands. Rough, more like a hand holding a pen.But when you open your palm, you can see that there is a thick layer of cocoons, much thicker than these recruits, and it can be seen that they have suffered much more than them.

Therefore, although these hands looked elegant, they were actually very powerful. The acupuncture points around the pinnae caused slight pain and itching, which made Fang Heng feel uncomfortable but strangely comfortable.

Yang Yi taught very seriously, and Hou Jue also studied very seriously, explaining in detail one acupuncture point by one, how hard to use and how to use it.

Yang Yi realized that Fang Heng was uncomfortable when he withdrew his hand after teaching.

Fang Heng lowered his head slightly, looked at his toes, and pursed his lips tightly. From his angle, he could clearly see the thick and long eyelashes trembling. The most important thing was that his face was very red, almost red Blood was dripping, and the pinnae of the ears were crimson and moist, and they were beaten by the light, as if they had been covered with a layer of silver powder.

Then Fang Heng looked up after he stopped his hand, his black and white eyes were slightly misty, with a shy and delicate feeling.

The corner of Yang Yi's mouth twitched, his hair stood up again, and he left Fang Heng after handing it over to Hou Jue.

On the way back to the dormitory, I kept thinking about Fang Heng's appearance... What a fucking cheat! !

Can't stand it~~

A man always put on such an expression that made people's skin crawl and wanted to be punched, which made his teeth sore and he wanted to fight a cold war.