She was too nervous, and Xia Jinyuan didn't need to say anything. Ye Jian, who was talking to herself, started tidying up the military academy's winter cadet uniform. She was worried that she would come off as rude if she wasn't wearing it properly.
She spent a long time packing her uniform in the hospital. Her epaulets, collar, bow tie, and belt were all neatly arranged. The clothes were kept in a suitcase and had not been taken out to wear before this. She had also specially borrowed an iron from a life carer to make sure the edges of her clothes were without any creases.
She had already inspected everything about her uniform carefully, but she was still afraid of being impolite. It was clear that she was extremely nervous.
