"Are you kidding? Your chest wound hasn't even healed yet, and you want to go to the battlefield?"
At the entrance of the residential area in Base 011.
Lei Jie looked at Yu Qian, who still had an IV drip, with disbelief in his eyes.
"Do you know how serious your condition is right now? Do you really think you're fully recovered?"
"We're only using antibiotics to suppress the explosive infection inside you; full recovery is still a long way off."
"And your current wound can't support you doing high-intensity activities."
"Don't even talk about fighting. Let me ask you, can you even carry a gun now?"
"I can, Commander!"
Yu Qian's tone was firm. He raised his right hand and waved it in front of Lei Jie, then said:
"I really can, Commander."
"If we take off this IV bottle, my left hand can also move freely."
"Rest assured, I won't hold back anyone..."
"This isn't about dragging anyone down!"
Lei Jie frowned deeply.
