Chapter 211

Before the corporal's words were finished, Rong qianxia suddenly felt a gust of Yin wind blowing behind her, and her back was a little cold. Rong qianxia seemed to understand when he looked at the corporal closing his mouth and lowering his head.

Her body was a little stiff and didn't turn around. She listened to song lengge's cold voice scolding: "it's all right, isn't it? Run 30 laps on the playground and report in 30 minutes!"

"Yes!"

Just opposite Rong qianxia, the corporal immediately straightened up, saluted, responded loudly, then put his hands back slightly and began to jog.

Rong qianxia is a little embarrassed. If he doesn't talk much, he won't be punished.

"Song lengge, what's the matter with you? People just praised you. That's it."

Rong qianxia is speechless. Song lengge is so arrogant that he can't be praised. If he speaks ill of him, won't he be killed directly?

"Do I need to be praised?"

Song lengge looked at her expressionless, his thin lips raised slightly, with a bit of arrogance.

Rong qianxia was stunned. She forgot that this was song lengge. If he was not arrogant and cold-blooded, how could he deserve his reputation.

"Well, when I don't say anything, I can't even praise you. It doesn't seem so powerful."

Rong qianxia said and turned to leave.

The arm was suddenly pulled up by a strong force and let shallow Xia stare at him. The perfect side face was covered with the afterglow of the sunset, but the eyes were cold and not affected at all, and still cold to the bone.

"Since no one was injured, I went back to the medical camp first." Rong qianxia explained.

"I didn't mean to tie a silver needle for me. Now it seems that it's just talking." song lengge said, and then released her.

Rong qianxia was poor in words. He thought that the man changed his face faster than turning the book. The corners of his mouth moved and said, "well, whether to go to the medical camp or your office."

Song lengge didn't answer, and walked ahead arrogantly with a cold face. Rong qianxia felt like a little attendant, timidly following behind.

Along the way, everyone looked over, and the gossip in their eyes flickered. Sometimes the power of men's gossip can not be underestimated.

In the office, song lengge took off his combat suit, in which a tight camouflage suit outlined the perfect proportion of shoulder width, thin waist and inverted triangle. His solid muscles were full of shadow, which was a bit of temptation.

"Have you seen enough? If you want to see it, just look at it openly."

Song lengge sat down, his sleeves rolled up slightly, one leg on the desk, full of Uncle sitting posture.

Fortunately, there was no one else in the office. Song lengge's sitting position was also convenient for needle injection. Rong qianxia didn't talk much. He squatted down at his desk and began needle injection.

Acupuncture in traditional Chinese medicine focuses on various acupoints. Generally, there is no pain and pain is blocked. You can make a slight mistake, and the treatment results are very different.

Rong qianxia dared not be careless and looked attentive. His slender fingers gently pressed on his skin. Song lengge's nerves tightened every inch.

Rong qianxia also saw song lengge's abnormality, released his hand and asked him, "what's wrong?"

Song lengge held his breath in his heart, but his face was still as calm as water. He couldn't see any clue, "it's all right, you continue."

Rong qianxia "Oh", lowered his head again, and a wisp of broken hair fell. Rong qianxia couldn't open his hand and shook his head a few times. Song lengge couldn't see it and whispered, "come here!"

"What!"

Rong qianxia didn't understand.

Song lengge stretched out his hand and let Qian Xia hide. He saw that the latter's face became more and more gloomy and indifferent. His voice was like an order, "come here!"

Then, I saw song lengge's slender fingers stretched out and arranged her hair for her. Song lengge's strong eyebrows were close at hand. She could even see her silhouette in Song lengge's eyes. Her heart beat faster and her thinking was a little stagnant.

Song lengge raised her chin with one hand and forced her shell teeth open. Their tongues seemed to start a chase game, and no one wanted to stop.

Until song lengge was willing to let go, Rong qianxia barely took a breath. Her cheeks were red and looked very attractive.

Song lengge also wanted to continue. Rong qianxia quickly got up to keep a distance, and then said, "chief song, don't move. There's a needle in your leg."

"What am I afraid of with you as a military doctor?" song lengge said with an indifferent face.

Rong qianxia was unwilling to be outdone. He smiled sweetly and looked calm and upright. He looked harmless to people and animals. "You know, my silver needle is also half hanging level. If you move it casually, I'm not responsible."

Song lengge's handsome, thick eyebrows picked up, and with a somewhat playful radian in the corners of his mouth, he asked her, "according to this, I'm not taking a risk. I'm kidding by giving you all the soldiers' lives."

Rong qianxia is neither humble nor arrogant, and spits out words to clearly respond to him, "chief song, one yard to one yard, don't worry, since I have promised, I will definitely do it well."

Song lengge's smile converged, restored the silence of the past, looked at him faintly, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Rong qianxia looked at his watch, and the time was almost over. "Don't move, I'll pull out the needle for you."

Song lengge has been staring at Rong qianxia's drooping eyebrows. When he gets serious, he is less rebellious on weekdays, which is very appetizing to him.

"Your leg, I suggest you'd better rest for a few days and stop running around." Rong qianxia doesn't know whether he will listen to his words.

"You follow your treatment plan and leave the rest alone."

Song lengge looked at his legs and pulled down his trouser legs. He got up and moved a few times. It didn't matter.

"I'm a doctor, you must listen to me." Rong qianxia's voice was a little stiff, with a meaning that can't be questioned.

Song lengge seemed surprised. When he looked back at her, he saw Rong qianxia's serious face, widened his eyes and stared at himself. He couldn't help reaching out and gently pinched his fat but not meat cheek.

"When will I listen to a second lieutenant?"

Although his face was calm, his slightly raised corners of his mouth were somewhat brazenly despised.

Rong qianxia also touched song lengge's routine. When there was no one, she leaned over, grabbed his neck, stood on tiptoe, whispered in his ear and said with some charm: "don't forget, I'm still the wife you just married."

It is obviously not the first time for Rong qianxia to throw himself into the arms. He is also used to it. His hand is naturally buckled on his waist. As soon as he makes an effort, Rong qianxia sticks more tightly.

"What you said is also reasonable and accurate." song lengge was obviously in a good mood and said with a smile.

Rong qianxia looked happy and forgot his current situation. He smiled and asked, "take a good rest these days."

"In the name of my wife, I naturally can't refuse." song lengge said with incomparable warmth, with a smile between his eyebrows and eyes.

Rong qianxia was a little embarrassed. She struggled a little, but she didn't work hard.