Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 118. Only the crying child has milk to eat
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Fan Hanyi hesitated.
The unwillingness of everyone in Sanlian is like a heavy burden on his shoulders.
As the saying goes, "the soldier counsels one, and he will counsel the nest." As the commander of the third company, he should have supported the third company. Even if there is something wrong with the third company, he cannot let the third company be victimized. Saw the joke.
However, Mo Shangyun's oppression left him no other choice.
At the moment, it's hard to ride a tiger.
He must make a choice.
Thinking about it again and again, after a while, Fan Hanyi condensed his eyebrows slightly, and his voice sank, "Okay, we lost this time. We will wait until the next time we have a chance to compare."
"Then it will be troublesome."
Mo Shangyun nodded kindly.
The affiliation between Erlian and Sanlian, following this incident, ended.
Anyway, Erlian’s face is back.
Fan Hanyi's face was as dark as coke, turned around, saw the unwilling Sanlian, waved his hand, "Let's go."
"The company commander—" someone called him unconvinced.
"Go!"
With a cold drink, Fan Hanyi blocked his words.
He took the lead and left first.
Soon, the soldiers of the three companies looked at each other. Even though they were unwilling and unwilling, they had to hold back under the command of the company commander.
Standing hesitantly for a while, staring at each other for several times before leaving with the gun and helmet in his hand.
At the same time--
"Ms. Mo, you are so handsome to fly anytime, anywhere!"
"As expected to be our Mo Fulian, Sanlian was speechless in a few words, and the skill of this language attack is increasing day by day."
"Mr. Mo, where did you go last night? What's the matter with your hand? Is it serious? Are there any other injuries?"
……
As soon as the people from the third company left, all the people present at the second company gathered towards Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun heard their praise, flattery, and worry, his brows moved slightly, and he didn't care. He lowered his head and glanced at the watch on his wrist.
Eight minutes passed, and two minutes left.
There is not much time left.
"Zhang Zheng!" Mo Shangyun said loudly.
"To!"
Zhang Zheng's sonorous voice sounded in the crowd.
Gradually, the noise stopped.
Mo Shangyun scanned the people around his eyes and continued: "Li Liang!"
"To!"
"Lin Qi!"
"To!"
It's all here.
Raising his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun turned around and walked out of the crowd, "Come with me."
Others didn't know why, but they all agreed to give her a way.
Mo Shangyun walked a distance and stopped, followed by three platoon leaders.
It took her a minute to briefly explain the next three things to the three of them.
One. She will not participate in her next actions.
Second, avoid conflicts with Yi.
3. If possible, march at night and get to the destination as soon as possible.
After listening, the three companies were full of doubts, but Mo Shangyun didn't even give them a chance to ask. He cast a look at it and let them shut up with interest.
If you think about it carefully, you can guess that something must have happened to Mo Shangyun.
I disappeared at night, was sent down by a helicopter, and was wounded all over...
They can faintly guess something, but they dare not guess when they are inconclusive.
After all the explanations were completed, there was still one minute left, Mo Shangyun waved his hand and left without further delay.
The three long platoons looked at each other.
The entire Erlian looked dumbfounded.
The pillars of theirs, just, just left?
They were a little bit reluctant, but they didn't dare to speak out, let alone stop Mo Shangyun.
One is afraid of being laughed at by her.
The second is...They don't know her specific injury, but looking at the blood-stained bandage on her right hand, she should have been hurt very badly, and shouldn't keep her because of reason.
*
Ten minutes.
Mo Shangyun got on the helicopter on time.
When landing, Yan Tianxing pressed the stopwatch.
09:59.
Mo Shangyun glanced at him inadvertently when he passed him, and happened to glance at the stopwatch in his hand, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
You actually timed her?
I knew... I'll be up two seconds later.
Yan Tianxing retracted the stopwatch calmly and glanced at her right hand with a sympathetic expression, "Does your hand hurt?"
The angle of the helicopter is right in the air, and the two groups of people below are also very empty. With a pair of binoculars, he can see clearly what Mo Shangyun is doing below.
The wound on the back of her right hand was open and fleshy. As soon as she was bandaged, she grabbed the rifle and fired three shots. She was really good at it.
Yan Tianxing's eyes rested on the bandage of her left hand.
There are several layers of bandages, but the blood stains are infiltrating and spreading and are clearly visible.
So, the gloom between the eyebrows is a little bit more.
Why don't you care about wasted bandages if you have a leisurely mind to do it?
"It doesn't hurt."
Mo Shangyun moved his right hand, and the answer was calm and gentle.
Yan Tianxing raised his eyes slightly and praised calmly, "Awesome."
"General."
Nodding, Mo Shangyun appropriately expressed humility.
Yan Tianxing's eyes cooled a little.
Mo Shangyun didn't see it, touched his nose, and sat back safely.
Even if it hurts, it's her suffering. Who does he stare at?
Mo Shangyun was in a bad mood at first. Seeing that his attitude was not good, he was even more upset, so he took off his coat and threw it to him, so he didn't even bother to look at him again.
Yan Tianxing caught the coat, but didn't get angry. He glanced at the military doctor who was on the sidelines, and motioned him to go and re-bandage Mo Shangyun.
The military doctor knew, and hurriedly leaned forward, really not idle in his actions.
Ten minutes later, as soon as Mo Shangyun returned to the pre-liberation period, the injuries on his right hand and shoulder cracked again, the bandages were loosened, blood dripping, and the scalp felt numb in all the military doctors looked at.
No anesthetics, no painkillers, how painful is this?
I carefully looked at her eyes and noticed her pale face with pain, and the military doctor shuddered and started to lighten her hands as lightly as possible.
Oh.
His daughter is just this old. If his daughter suffered this kind of injury outside, she would have to pretend to be calm. If she didn't say a word, he would die of distress.
Yan Tianxing looked at the opposite side silently.
Even if it is the soldiers he leads, those big men with strong blood and energy, if they are injured by Mo Shangyun's degree, even if they are not so painful, they cannot wait for treatment calmly, and those with weak stamina will look for them. Opportunities to divert attention, strong endurance, at least frown.
It's the first time Yan Tianxing has seen someone like Mo Shangyun who is not his own or has no pain in his body.
I can bear it.
But I don’t know that the crying child gets milk.
A short while.
Yan Tianxing tilted his head and looked at the two men who were put on the stretcher for rescue.
There is no comment from the military doctor for ten minutes of delay here, because--
The two people, in a short time, are not life-threatening.
Although the injury was very serious, it did not hurt the vital parts. At most, there were multiple wounds and excessive blood loss. There were no other major problems.
In other words, when Mo Shangyun made his attack in the later stage, although he was cruel enough, she didn't aim at their culprit, and started her attack. When the two of them were more sober, they barely fended off.
Presumably it was halfway through the fight, and suddenly calmed down and changed his mind about getting rid of them.
It's just that Yan Tianxing has no way of knowing how Mo Shangyun's psychology has changed.
He can't ask, and other people can't ask.
*
In half an hour.
The helicopter stopped on the top floor of the military hospital.
I heard that there were three wounded. The hospital prepared three stretchers, but the two men were carried down, while Mo Shangyun went down.
She took all her injuries and got out of the helicopter without panic, then calmly followed the doctor into the hospital building. It took an hour to clean up all other injuries on her body, and then she was assigned Hang a little bit in the single room.
Mo Shangyun is boring.
Even, I was so boring to count the leaves visible outside the window.
The ward she was in was on the third floor. Through the narrow windows, she could barely see half of the sky, one building, and the branches obliquely blocking the small half of the window.
The row of camphor trees planted downstairs, the leaves grow lush, the outside sunlight is soft, pouring on the gray-green leaves, scorching and shining, the light refracts in, which is quite dazzling.
She looked out the window from various angles, and the number of leaves that appeared in her field of vision was different from different angles.
Staring intently for a few moments, then close your eyes and recall the number of leaves you saw.
The word count is close, but there are always errors.
So, repeatedly tried and failed.
After trying to get tired of his eyes, Mo Shangyun admitted that the task was a bit difficult, lazily retracted his gaze, yawned, and returned to the bed with a bottle, intending to sleep for two hours first.
After all, she is not an iron body, no matter how she can stand it, she also needs to rest.
Ran——
Yan Tianxing came in at this time.
With a "knock", he knocked on the door and pushed in directly.
At that time, Mo Shangyun was standing next to the bed with a medicine bottle. She injured her right hand and left arm. Her right hand was wrapped in a bandage like a zongzi, and the back of her left hand was stuck with a needle to hang drips, and she was using it now Holding the medicine bottle in his right hand like rice dumplings, he hung up, his movements were not ambiguous at all.
Yan Tianxing glanced inside, and couldn't help but froze.
At that moment, I really hope it was an illusion.
She's hurt so much, and she can do it so well, why not just kill her?
However, Mo Shangyun calmly looked out of place. After looking at him, he hung up the medicine bottle, and then he sat on the bed unhurriedly. He lifted his legs and took off his slippers and lay on his back. To the bed.
"What's the matter?"
She leaned on the pillow behind her and asked him lazily.
Yan Tianxing walked into the door and closed it smoothly.
"They will take you away this afternoon."
"Oh."
Mo Shangyun nodded slightly, but she expected it.
Yan Tianxing walked over and put the porridge in his hand on the bed cabinet next to him, "Drink the porridge first."
"Not hungry." Mo Shangyun lifted his eyelids.
She doesn't feel hungry, and she doesn't want to eat.
"Just ask once, eat or not?"
Yan Tianxing has a calm face, too lazy to break with her.
"Hello?"
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, somewhat irritated.
Yan Tianxing lowered his eyes and stared at her.
We marched in the field during the day, formulated a comprehensive attack plan for the company in the evening, rushed to the middle of the night at night, and killed two mercenaries.
Everything came together, but she was perfectly done, and she managed to hold it down, leaving herself scarred.
But, I still need to keep that momentum and publicity, and I can't relax when I'm resting.
After a long period of high tension, ordinary people are in such a relaxed and safe environment. At this time, they must be exhausted, and they are not afraid to expose their weaknesses and dead spots.
Only this woman, her nerves are still tense, from beginning to end, she has never been relaxed.
The frowning of the brows, a little impatient, adds a bit of vividness to her overly delicate face, there are wounds on her forehead, and bandages are attached, and the rest of the scratches are simply detoxified and all exposed to the air in.
Even if he is injured, he is still seductive.
"OK."
Withdrawing his gaze faintly, Yan Tianxing curled his lower lip playfully, and responded patiently.
She only had two hands, one hand was dripping, and the other hand became rice dumplings. She wanted to force her to eat.
Since she took the initiative to propose, it should be lighter.
Take out the porridge bowl, Yan Tianxing used a spoon to feed her, and each spoonful of porridge was specially cooled before being fed into her mouth.
It's just that I didn't take care of anyone at first glance, and his movements were very stiff.
Mo Shangyun finished eating indifferently.
Since he condescended to feed her, he didn't tell him that it was not only hot, but also not tasty at all.
Anyway... it will be, not once or twice.
Yan Tianxing cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks without throwing them in the room. He specially carried them out and threw them in the trash can in the corridor.
After a short while, I came back again.
"Sleep." Yan Tianxing closed the door and approached.
Mo Shangyun looked out the window, "Can't sleep."
The eyelids are heavy, tired and sleepy, but the matter is not over, and it is hard to fall asleep no matter how sleepy, it is better to just wait like this.
"Lie down."
The brow raised lightly, and Yan Tianxing lifted the quilt open and made half of the bed free for her.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyes to look at him.
The two looked at each other, not too strong, but they stood in a stalemate for a moment.
Half a while, Mo Shangyun compromised and lay down silently.
Yan Tianxing helped her cover the quilt.
"Close your eyes." Yan Tianxing used a command tone.
Mo Shangyun's eyes widened, but before she could see people clearly, Yan Tianxing stretched out his hand to cover her eyes.
The hand was cold, and the palm was a bit rough, rubbing her eyebrows, itchy and uncomfortable, but the movement was so soft that Mo Shangyun couldn't resist any moment.
Later, she heard his magnetic voice, a little gentle, "I will be with you."