Quick Transmigration: The Beautiful Host Wants to Have Both Love and Career

Chapter 151 The Beautiful Doctor's Love and Career (3 words)

Jun Sui walked forward slowly with steady and firm steps, his posture as upright as a pine tree, and his camouflage uniform seemed to carry countless honors and stories for him.

He stretched out his hand, his arm strong and powerful, but his slightly trembling fingertips betrayed a subtle tension and anticipation deep within him.

His gaze was fixed on Yun Suisi with sincerity and passion, not allowing Yun Suisi the slightest chance to escape.

He said in a deep and powerful voice, "Sui Si, from now on, we will be together through thick and thin. I will rely on your miraculous healing skills to cure the injuries on the training field."

The words echoed in the somewhat empty corridors of the military base.

Each word seems to be imbued with life, possessing a unique magnetism that seems to penetrate walls and reach out to distant, unknown challenges and battlefields.

Yun Suisi tilted his head slightly, his porcelain-like face flawless. His white clothes seemed out of place yet strangely harmonious in this world full of camouflage and determination.

He met Jun Sui's gaze, his eyes sparkling like cold stars, aloof and distant.

I gently raised my hand to shake Jun Sui's, and instantly, I felt the roughness and warmth of Jun Sui's palm.

The roughness seemed to be the marks left by time and battlefields, while the warmth was like the burning heart that you share with me.

He lowered his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes fluttering gently like fans, concealing the complex emotions in his eyes, and softly replied:

"Rest assured, Captain Jun, it is my duty, and I will not let you down."

His voice was clear and cool, like a secluded mountain spring flowing in a quiet valley.

Yet, within this serene stillness lies a steadfast resolve, like a secluded spring stubbornly weaving through the rocks.

Though seemingly frail, he possesses boundless strength, as if silently proclaiming his deep respect and commitment to this responsibility.

Jun Sui led Yun Suisi into the training ground, his eyes radiating confidence and pride:

"Ah Si, this is a microcosm of our battlefield. Though there is no smoke of gunpowder, it is full of challenges."

Yun Suisi looked around and saw various professional training equipment arranged in an orderly manner, with markings on the ground simulating real combat scenarios.

Jun Sui walked to a row of hanging sandbags, suddenly turned around, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips:

"Would you like to experience what our training is like?"

Before Yun Suisi could answer, he quickly put on his boxing gloves, got into position, and threw a flurry of punches at the sandbag. The sandbag shook violently and made a dull thud.

After a few punches, he stopped, slightly out of breath, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead, but his eyes remained burning.

"Come on, try it."

Yun Suisi shook his head slightly: "I don't have that ability."

Jun Sui, however, persisted, taking two steps forward and gently pulling his arm, leading him to the sandbag:

Just for a moment, to get a feel for it.

Helpless, Yun Suisi followed Jun Sui's instructions and threw a punch in the same manner. Although the force was small, it still made the sandbag sway slightly.

Jun Sui laughed loudly from the side: "Not bad, he has potential."

Then, Jun Sui led Yun Suisi to the climbing frame.

Like a nimble cheetah, he darted to the top in a few leaps, then hung upside down, looking down at Yun Suisi:

"The view from up there is really beautiful, why don't you come up and take a look?"

Yun Sui looked up, feeling somewhat helpless, but not wanting to be looked down upon, so he carefully began to climb.

Jun Sui patiently guided him from above on where to put his hands and feet. When Yun Sui finally climbed halfway up, his foot slipped and he fell downwards.

Jun Sui reacted quickly, grabbing his wrist and pulling him close.

The two were pressed tightly together, and could clearly hear each other's rapid heartbeats.

Jun Sui's gaze was fixed on Yun Suisi, and he said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Yun Suisi turned her head slightly to avoid that intense gaze, but the tips of her ears quietly turned red.

He tried to make his voice sound calm: "No, it won't."

Jun Sui straightened up, straightened his clothes, crossed his arms, and kept his gaze fixed on Yun Suisi.

He moved closer, seemingly naturally, his arm lightly brushing against Yun Suisi's shoulder, as if it were just an unintentional gesture, and asked:

What should we do first tomorrow?

Yun Suisi keenly sensed that warm touch, his body stiffened slightly, but he quickly relaxed and regained some of his coolness.

He raised his hand and gently smoothed his hair, saying:

"Go to the medical clinic for a physical examination. I need to understand your physical condition."

Only by understanding each of your physical conditions can I better develop appropriate medical plans to ensure you maintain peak condition during high-intensity training and upcoming missions.

Jun Sui nodded, his eyes filled with trust: "Okay."

Yun Suisi frowned slightly, a hint of doubt and curiosity flashing in his eyes. He looked at Jun Sui and asked:

"I heard from the commander that we'll be going on a mission in three months?"

Jun Sui's expression turned serious, his eyes revealing solemnity and determination.

He took a deep breath, as if to encourage himself and also to convey the importance of the mission to Yun Suisi.

As he spoke, Jun Sui unconsciously placed his hand on Yun Suisi's back and patted him gently twice, as if in a silent gesture of comfort and encouragement, and said:

"Yes, this mission is extremely critical, involving many major strategic deployments and the safety of numerous personnel."

You're here to assist with that mission; your expertise and medical support are indispensable to its success.

You are like a lighthouse guiding us through the darkness, giving us peace of mind and hope.

Jun Sui's hand slowly descended from Yun Suisi's back, and the atmosphere between the two became somewhat subtle for a moment.

Yun Suisi lowered his eyes slightly, concealing the turmoil in his heart, and broke the silence first:

“From now on, I will have to monitor your daily training intensity and physical indicators more closely.”

Jun Sui smiled faintly.

"Okay, whatever you say, Ah Si."

This affectionate address made Yun Suisi's heart beat even faster.

Just then, a shout suddenly came from the training field.

Jun Sui's expression hardened, and he turned to look, only to see that Gu Yichen seemed to be injured on the training equipment.

Jun Sui strode off in that direction without hesitation, and Yun Suisi quickly followed.

Mu Shang rushed to Gu Yichen's side even faster than Jun Sui.

His face was filled with tension and worry; his usual calm and composure had vanished. He shouted loudly:

"Yichen, how are you?"

Gu Yichen gritted his teeth, his forehead covered in sweat:

"I think I twisted my ankle, it hurts terribly."

Yun Suisi squatted down, gently grasped Gu Yichen's ankle, and carefully examined it with skillful and gentle movements.

After a moment, he said, "No bones are broken, it's just a sprain. I'll give him some first aid."

Seeing Yun Suisi's focused expression, Jun Sui felt even more trust in him.

After the wound was treated, Gu Yichen was carefully helped up by Mu Shang.

Ye Lengfeng came over and teased with a smile, "Yichen, you're a really nice person. You gave Dr. Yun a chance to show off as soon as he arrived."

Gu Yichen was both amused and exasperated: "It was an accident, don't make things up."

Mu Shang snorted coldly from the side:

"With his recklessness, it's no wonder he got hurt, and now I'm stuck here taking care of him."

Gu Yichen was displeased upon hearing this.

She was about to retort, but then she remembered that she still needed Mu Shang's support, so she swallowed her words back.

He simply let out a heavy snort to express his dissatisfaction.

Mu Shang rolled her eyes at him, but her hand still gently supported him, carrying a special kind of care.

It's as if the complaints they utter are just a habitual expression, not consistent with their true inner thoughts.