He is a sickly Cinderella

Chapter 114 [114] You have a cousin

 Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was the day for the new recruits to join the army. An Yeran didn't have much luggage, so he packed it all in one box.

An Yewen and her father sent her to the airport. With An Zicheng taking care of her, there was actually no need to worry too much, but her father was still worried.

"When she arrives at the army, please keep an eye on her. Her hot temper makes it easy for her to get into conflict with others." An's father said to An Zicheng.

The man nodded. "Don't worry, I will."

Before boarding the plane, he smiled and asked his cousin: "Is this your first time on a plane?"

An Yeran glanced at him calmly and said, "No, it's the second time."

"The second time? Where did you sit the first time? In the dream?"

An Yeran kicked him and said, "Yeah! Why are you talking so much nonsense? Let's go!"

An Zicheng boarded the plane with a smile on his face.

An Yeran pursed his lips, however, if the experience in the novel world was really a dream, then it was true that he had taken a plane in a dream.

Oh yes.

I watched the S9 World Finals in my dream.

Although in the dream match, the champion did not belong to their own region.

However, dreams and reality are opposites.

"Brother Zicheng, there is something I want to tell you."

"What?"

An Yeran: "I am slightly airsick, and I forgot to prepare medicine, so——"

"!"

An Zicheng: "Don't spit on me, ahh ...

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Flying is a torture.

Because I felt so dizzy.

After landing, An Yeran no longer wanted to walk.

The cousin had no choice but to carry the little girl on his back and asked his comrades to help with the luggage.

"It seems that people with motion sickness cannot pass the enlistment test, right?" asked the comrade while picking up the luggage.

An Zicheng said: "She is mildly ill, barely qualified. She can't be an airborne soldier or a tank soldier, but she is fine for ordinary ground support."

After saying that, he went to the military hospital without telling his cousin to ask the doctor for some medicine.

An Yeran was sipping a Wahaha with a box of chocolate bars next to him.

An Zicheng came over with medicine in his hand. When he saw her, he asked in surprise, "What's wrong? You've become so fond of drinking AD calcium milk?"

An Yeran said: "Because I want to grow taller."

"How tall are you now?"

"162cm, just the passing line for enlistment."

An Zicheng thought about it and said with some disdain, "Yes, you are quite short. The average height of the female soldiers of your generation is around 170cm."

An Yeran: "..."

Shut up.

After taking the medicine directly at the military hospital, An Yeran was about to report in when she suddenly saw several doctors walking past her in a hurry, holding several instruments in their hands.