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Chu Yunyao's feet are still on the car, his body is dead pressed in his arms, nose smell a thick smell of blood.
Chu Yunyao looked down and found that Mo Lingyuan had been shot in the shoulder, and the blood was pouring out. The black coat had already been soaked with blood.
Her new clothes were stained with blood.
Chu Yunyao pushed him in disgust and scolded in a low voice: "let me go, I've soiled my clothes."
Mo Lingyuan heard that she still wanted to pay attention to her clothes. Her low smile overflowed from her lips and teeth, and her thin back was caressed by her warm palm with a thin cocoon.
"Little thing, isn't it more important to be a husband than your new clothes?" His tone with a bit of displeasure and unconscious doting: "with me, you are afraid of the lack of clothes to wear?"
Chu Yunyao broke away from his arms and said, "I have paid off my debt to you."
Living in the young commander's mansion, she cooks for him every day, which is regarded as offsetting her own rent and board expenses. After all, not everyone can taste her own cooking.
He gave him his own diamond hairpin, and she saved his life today, and it's just that they don't owe each other.
Mo Lingyuan was just about to ask what it means to pay off, when Gong Jue, who fainted in the co pilot's seat, woke up.
The pain on his back neck reminds him how he fainted. Seeing Chu Yunyao close at hand, he picked up the pistol on his seat and pointed it at her: "how dare you stun this president and disobey the military order."
Mo Lingyuan quickly held Chu Yunyao and turned to block her. He looked at Gong Jue sideways: "president, you have something to say. Do you have any misunderstanding about Yunyao?"
The rear guard happened to open his eyes, looked out of the window and rubbed his back neck: "have you arrived at the barracks?"
Gong Jue was stunned for a moment. This is really a military camp.
Chu Yunyao said coldly: "President Gong, I didn't disobey the military order. The car has arrived at the military camp. If there is nothing else, can I deal with the gunshot wound on my husband's shoulder first?"
Chu Yunyao didn't say a word about knocking him out.
Gong Jue's sharp eyes fell on Mo Lingyuan's shoulder. His amber pupils narrowed, and a trace of light flashed at the bottom of his eyes.
Throw the pistol aside, slow face: "probably I misunderstood, you are OK, go to deal with the wound first."
The military doctor looked like he was about 50 years old, carrying a first-aid kit and coming in a hurry.
He was followed by a valiant girl in military uniform. She was in her early twenties. Her long black hair was tied into thick braids and hung down on her chest.
Mo Lingyuan takes Chu Yunyao by the hand and a group of people enter the office.
Chu Yunyao looked at the furnishings in the office, pulled open the cabinet door, found a set of clean clothes from inside, put them on the back of the chair, "wait for the wound to be treated, put on this."
Mo Ling Yuan stares at her one eye, the lip Cape several can't check of hook, acquiesce.
The military doctor arched his body, cut Mo Lingyuan's clothes with scissors, looked at the wound on his shoulder, wiped the blood around the wound, explored the depth of the wound with tweezers, and said in a dilemma: "young commander, the wound is too deep, the bullet is embedded in the bone, so it's difficult to take it out."
He is not Mu Qing, but an ordinary military doctor. He usually treats those rough and fleshy soldiers well. In the face of Mo Lingyuan, his fingers are trembling, with instinctive awe, for fear of making any mistakes.
"Doctor Mu is not here. If you believe me, young commander, I'd like to have a try." Li Changqing, the daughter standing behind Li Junyi, volunteered: "no one here is more proficient in surgery than me."
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Chu Yunyao's feet are still on the car, his body is dead pressed in his arms, nose smell a thick smell of blood.
Chu Yunyao looked down and found that Mo Lingyuan had been shot in the shoulder, and the blood was pouring out. The black coat had already been soaked with blood.
Her new clothes were stained with blood.
Chu Yunyao pushed him in disgust and scolded in a low voice: "let me go, I've soiled my clothes."
Mo Lingyuan heard that she still wanted to pay attention to her clothes. Her low smile overflowed from her lips and teeth, and her thin back was caressed by her warm palm with a thin cocoon.
"Little thing, isn't it more important to be a husband than your new clothes?" His tone with a bit of displeasure and unconscious doting: "with me, you are afraid of the lack of clothes to wear?"
Chu Yunyao broke away from his arms and said, "I have paid off my debt to you."
Living in the young commander's mansion, she cooks for him every day, which is regarded as offsetting her own rent and board expenses. After all, not everyone can taste her own cooking.
He gave him his own diamond hairpin, and she saved his life today, and it's just that they don't owe each other.
Mo Lingyuan was just about to ask what it means to pay off, when Gong Jue, who fainted in the co pilot's seat, woke up.
The pain on his back neck reminds him how he fainted. Seeing Chu Yunyao close at hand, he picked up the pistol on his seat and pointed it at her: "how dare you stun this president and disobey the military order."
Mo Lingyuan quickly held Chu Yunyao and turned to block her. He looked at Gong Jue sideways: "president, you have something to say. Do you have any misunderstanding about Yunyao?"
The rear guard happened to open his eyes, looked out of the window and rubbed his back neck: "have you arrived at the barracks?"
Gong Jue was stunned for a moment. This is really a military camp.
Chu Yunyao said coldly: "President Gong, I didn't disobey the military order. The car has arrived at the military camp. If there is nothing else, can I deal with the gunshot wound on my husband's shoulder first?"
Chu Yunyao didn't say a word about knocking him out.
Gong Jue's sharp eyes fell on Mo Lingyuan's shoulder. His amber pupils narrowed, and a trace of light flashed at the bottom of his eyes.
Throw the pistol aside, slow face: "probably I misunderstood, you are OK, go to deal with the wound first."
The military doctor looked like he was about 50 years old, carrying a first-aid kit and coming in a hurry.
He was followed by a valiant girl in military uniform. She was in her early twenties. Her long black hair was tied into thick braids and hung down on her chest.
Mo Lingyuan takes Chu Yunyao by the hand and a group of people enter the office.
Chu Yunyao looked at the furnishings in the office, pulled open the cabinet door, found a set of clean clothes from inside, put them on the back of the chair, "wait for the wound to be treated, put on this."
Mo Ling Yuan stares at her one eye, the lip Cape several can't check of hook, acquiesce.
The military doctor arched his body, cut Mo Lingyuan's clothes with scissors, looked at the wound on his shoulder, wiped the blood around the wound, explored the depth of the wound with tweezers, and said in a dilemma: "young commander, the wound is too deep, the bullet is embedded in the bone, so it's difficult to take it out."
He is not Mu Qing, but an ordinary military doctor. He usually treats those rough and fleshy soldiers well. In the face of Mo Lingyuan, his fingers are trembling, with instinctive awe, for fear of making any mistakes.
"Doctor Mu is not here. If you believe me, young commander, I'd like to have a try." Li Changqing, the daughter standing behind Li Junyi, volunteered: "no one here is more proficient in surgery than me."
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Chu Yunyao's feet are still on the car, his body is dead pressed in his arms, nose smell a thick smell of blood. Chu Yunyao looked down and found that Mo Lingyuan had been shot in the shoulder, and the blood was pouring out. The black coat had already been soaked with blood. Her new clothes were stained with blood. Chu Yunyao pushed him in disgust and scolded in a low voice: "let me go, I've soiled my clothes." Mo Lingyuan heard that she still wanted to pay attention to her clothes. Her low smile overflowed from her lips and teeth, and her thin back was caressed by her warm palm with a thin cocoon. "Little thing, isn't it more important to be a husband than your new clothes?" His tone with a bit of displeasure and unconscious doting: "with me, you are afraid of the lack of clothes to wear?" Chu Yunyao broke away from his arms and said, "I have paid off my debt to you." Living in the young commander's mansion, she cooks for him every day, which is regarded as offsetting her own rent and board expenses. After all, not everyone can taste her own cooking. He gave him his own diamond hairpin, and she saved his life today, and it's just that they don't owe each other. Mo Lingyuan was just about to ask what it means to pay off, when Gong Jue, who fainted in the co pilot's seat, woke up. The pain on his back neck reminds him how he fainted. Seeing Chu Yunyao close at hand, he picked up the pistol on his seat and pointed it at her: "how dare you stun this president and disobey the military order." Mo Lingyuan quickly held Chu Yunyao and turned to block her. He looked at Gong Jue sideways: "president, you have something to say. Do you have any misunderstanding about Yunyao?" The rear guard happened to open his eyes, looked out of the window and rubbed his back neck: "have you arrived at the barracks?" Gong Jue was stunned for a moment. This is really a military camp. Chu Yunyao said coldly: "President Gong, I didn't disobey the military order. The car has arrived at the military camp. If there is nothing else, can I deal with the gunshot wound on my husband's shoulder first?" Chu Yunyao didn't say a word about knocking him out. Gong Jue's sharp eyes fell on Mo Lingyuan's shoulder. His amber pupils narrowed, and a trace of light flashed at the bottom of his eyes. Throw the pistol aside, slow face: "probably I misunderstood, you are OK, go to deal with the wound first." The military doctor looked like he was about 50 years old, carrying a first-aid kit and coming in a hurry. He was followed by a valiant girl in military uniform. She was in her early twenties. Her long black hair was tied into thick braids and hung down on her chest. Mo Lingyuan takes Chu Yunyao by the hand and a group of people enter the office. Chu Yunyao looked at the furnishings in the office, pulled open the cabinet door, found a set of clean clothes from inside, put them on the back of the chair, "wait for the wound to be treated, put on this." Mo Ling Yuan stares at her one eye, the lip Cape several can't check of hook, acquiesce. The military doctor arched his body, cut Mo Lingyuan's clothes with scissors, looked at the wound on his shoulder, wiped the blood around the wound, explored the depth of the wound with tweezers, and said in a dilemma: "young commander, the wound is too deep, the bullet is embedded in the bone, so it's difficult to take it out." He is not Mu Qing, but an ordinary military doctor. He usually treats those rough and fleshy soldiers well. In the face of Mo Lingyuan, his fingers are trembling, with instinctive awe, for fear of making any mistakes. "Doctor Mu is not here. If you believe me, young commander, I'd like to have a try." Li Changqing, the daughter standing behind Li Junyi, volunteered: "no one here is more proficient in surgery than me." www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
