"Is it the medicine you gave me the last time I was out on a mission?" Lu Xingzhi remembered how useful they were.
Jiang Yao nodded. "That's the least I can do. I don't want to see more bodies buried in the Martyrs' Cemetery. Even if they lose a limb, it's still better than dying."
Lu Xingzhi, after a long silence, gently caressed Jiang Yao's hair and smiled.
"Alright! I will submit the training report tomorrow, this is an excellent suggestion!" Lu Xingzhi continued, "Once it's approved, you'll oversee the training. I don't trust any other doctor but you."
"Can I?" Jiang Yao's eyes widened. "I'm only a freshman in medical school!"
"Don't worry, you'll be fine." Lu Xingzhi was adamant. "You know your stuff. Plus, I believe you'll put in more effort than the others."
Not forgetting that if she took charge of the training program, she would have to stay in the platoon for at least a week or two. That meant she would be with him often.