Qin Qingran pushed the door open and saw Gu Xiaoer, who looked much better. With a subtle smile, she walked to the bedside.
"Xiao Er."
"Sister Qingran!" Gu Xiaoer pulled Qin Qingran's hand to sit down.
"How are you now? You had a fever of thirty-nine and a half degrees last night, it really worried us."
"Getting sick in exchange for Instructor Cheng and the team's recognition, it's nothing." Gu Xiaoer was completely indifferent.
Qin Qingran didn't refute, instead she took Gu Xiaoer's temperature again and recorded it in her medical file.
Gu Xiaoer blinked and looked at her, the stars glittering in her brilliant eyes fell upon her busy arm, where a long, faint scar drew her interest, seemingly curious.
"Sister Qingran, did you suffer a lot when you were with the Qin Family? Was it tough at the base too?"
Qin Qingran was always an emotionally reserved person, and hearing Gu Xiaoer's question, she was slightly taken aback.
"Why did you think to ask that?"
