Xiao Fengting looked down, a little indifferent, untied the bandage wrapped in the morning, and said faintly: "it has stopped bleeding."
She bit her lips and saw that he didn't care about his body. She secretly got angry and tore off the innermost patch. She saw the split wound inside, slightly contracted her pupil, raised her head and said, "when did it split? Why don't you tell me? "
Xiao Fengting was sitting on the bed, mixing the hemostatic and analgesic powder from the hospital. He was still careless and made people angry: "what can be said? It's not that I can't help it."
"What if the wound is infected?" Xia Ning chats, "the wound inside you has not healed, and the wound outside has repeatedly split. If you go on like this, you will be hospitalized again."
Xiao Fengting took up the patch and applied it to his wound without blinking. The wound of gunshot wound was very small, but it was very deep. After a slight movement, blood was squeezed out of the wound. After all, there was still some pain when the powder was pasted on it. He took a breath secretly, and his face became more and more pale. Xia Ning chatted and said, "I hate downing."
Xiao Fengting looked up at her, "what do you hate her for?"
Xia Ning chat is holding the bandage, her slender fingertips are tight, and she doesn't speak.
"If she had tried to kill me, I would have been dead." Xiao Fengting and so on that burst of pain relief in the past, he slowly spit out a breath, the whole person is a bit of collapse, leaning on the head of the bed. "So close, even if she hasn't held a gun for more than ten years, she still has some accuracy."
She bit her lip and said, "I don't care."
Her eyes were still, she came forward and wrapped a bandage around his chest, and then she put on his bathrobe.
Xiao Fengting knows that although he has given the order to withdraw, Xia lingliao has been secretly searching for Tang Ning behind his back. However, it is estimated that Tang Ning has been hidden for a long time, so he also turns a blind eye.
He didn't have the same resentment about this matter as Xia Ning chat. Instead, he had a light relief when downing gave him the shot. He and downing said goodbye to the past, and neither owed anyone.
Now it's Xia Ning who can't see it alone.
"You go to bed early."
Xia Ning chats and arranges the medicine box with her head down. Then she comes to the door with the medicine box. She stops for a moment. After all, she can't help but look up at Xiao Fengting who is leaning against the head of the bed.
His eyes were closed, a little tired and haggard, and his long forehead fell down, blocking his eyes. In the shadow, his appearance did not look like the arrogance of the day, but he was amiable.
He was a mortal, she thought.
You get sick, you get hurt, you shoot down, you die.
He is not the invincible God in her memory. He brought these people here and may die here.
Her heart couldn't restrain the pain to get up, slowly took back the sight, she pushed the door, walked out.
In the long corridor, the sound of the outside is quiet. The tan chat is a little tired, leaning against the wall, squatting with the medicine box, burying his face on his arm, and taking a deep breath.
I'm afraid that I can't protect him. I want to run away regardless of my fear. I dare not face what will happen in the near future.
But this section of the road, she must witness, witness him with Tang Qing back, everyone back to Tongcheng.