Pamper!Mr. Shang threw himself into a trap for love

Jiang Yun had mostly skin injuries this time, and the more serious one was the slight fracture of the lumbar spine from being kicked.

To her, this little pain was nothing, the only pity was that it would be difficult for her to move freely.

Knowing that Jiang Yun was awake, everyone who finished training in the afternoon lined up to visit her at the door of the ward.

Qin Qu walked in the front, and the first thing he did when he came in and saw her was to stand at attention and salute.

He didn't speak, but they both understood what it meant.

Jiang Yun desperately ended Feng Shaojie's life, whether it was an explanation for this mission or for Qin Shuhuai back then.

Don't look at Qin Qu's superficial relief of Qin Shuhuai's death.

In fact, he, like Jiang Yun, has always had this thorn in his heart all these years.

After Qin Shuhuai's death, the army considered that Qin Qu was Qin Shuhuai's only son, and wanted to transfer him back to the special forces in his hometown, at least it would be safer than staying at the border.

However, Qin Qu rejected the proposal without even thinking about it.

He chose to stay, firstly because this is the place he loves, where he can realize his ambition to the greatest extent.

The second reason is that only by staying can he avenge his father one day.

However, Qin Qu and Jiang Yun are not exactly the same.

After all, age is here.

Qin Qu is five years older than Jiang Yun.

He joined the army earlier than her, and he was able to face life and death more calmly. He knew that it was Qin Shuhuai's own choice.

As his subordinate and son, although he is unwilling, he is also proud of him.

Now, his long-cherished wish has been fulfilled. This military salute is a respect for Jiang Yun as Major General Jiang who fought against the enemy at all costs, and it is also a gratitude to her for succeeding in revenge for him as Qin Shuhuai's apprentice.

Jiang Yun barely sat up straight, and returned a military salute to Qin Qu with a solemn expression.

The two looked at each other, and although they didn't say a word, it was worth a thousand words.

The others waited quietly outside the door. Seeing that the two of them had finished their silent communication, they rushed in immediately.

"Boss, are you okay?"

"Boss, how are you feeling?"

"Boss, is there any discomfort, or should I ask the doctor to come and see?"

"Boss..."

The "boss" that filled the room one after another gave Jiang Yun a headache.

She raised her forehead, glanced at the tense and concerned faces, sighed, and waved her hands wearily: "Don't worry, I won't die."

The little briquette hurriedly "bah, blah, blah": "Don't say such unlucky words, the boss will live a long life."

Jiang Yun glanced at him, knowing that this kid has always believed in these things, but she made herself laugh.

He joked: "This comrade's ideological realm needs to be improved."

Others followed suit.

Jiang Yun is a staunch materialist. She only believes in her own strength and nothing else.

Originally, Jiang Yun was thinking that it was rare for everyone to get together, even if they quarreled a little, she could bear it.

However, half an hour later, her head was about to explode.

A group of people were chattering, she was irritable with a high fever and a headache, and now she was lying on the bed emitting resentment.

Shang Yan saw her wandering on the edge of a runaway, coughed lightly, and glanced over everyone.

The next second, the room was silent.

Everyone stared at him with apprehension, and belatedly remembered that this man who had been guarding their boss for three days without sleep was a cruel "tyrant" at heart.

His tenderness is only shown to Jiang Yun.

Others, all they could get from him was impatience.

With Shang Yan sitting here, although everyone was reluctant to leave, they had to obediently bid farewell and leave.

As soon as they left, Mr. Jiang called.

However, it was Shang Yan who dialed.

Jiang Yun didn't expect her grandfather to call Shang Yan directly, and she couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

When the phone was connected, Mr. Jiang asked calmly, "I heard that girl is awake?"

Shang Yan glanced at Jiang Yun and nodded: "I just woke up for a while."

"I thought I'd wait for her to call you later, so I didn't tell you."

Mr. Jiang didn't care at all.

He was about to talk to Jiang Yun.

Shang Yan handed Jiang Yun the phone and watched her patiently.

Mr. Jiang answered the phone and asked her all kinds of concerns.

Jiang Yun's body temperature dropped, and now she is alive and well.

Faced with Mr. Jiang's worries, she showed herself to be strong in various ways.

As a result, she talked a lot, and Mr. Jiang at the other end was only silent for a short time.

Then suddenly gossip: "I heard that the boy from the merchant stayed with you for three days and three nights?"

Jiang Yun sneered disdainfully when she heard Jiang Yun coming from the other end.

And Mr. Jiang's tone was full of irresistible excitement, vowing to gossip to the end: "I heard about it."

"Shang Yan rushed to rescue you with a batch of military equipment worth hundreds of millions of dollars for free, appeared in time to save your life, and even sent you safely from the raging flames of war to the hospital for timely rescue."

"Aside from other things, he didn't say anything to you. Grandpa came here and told you in a very responsible manner that his feelings for you are true."

"But!" Mr. Jiang worriedly said: "Yunyun, although our Jiang family does not distinguish between men and women."

"But if you get married in the future, you must definitely stand up."

"Even if you like him, you can't take the initiative. You have to let him bow his head first, then you are..."

"Grandpa." Jiang Yun weakly interrupted the old man's chatter.

Glancing at Shang Yan, who was gloating at his misfortune, he had nothing to love: "I've already confessed to him."

It's too late for the old man to tell me.

"What?!" Hearing this, old man Jiang immediately stood up from the sofa.

Jiang Yun knew that the old man would react like this, and laughed heartlessly, so she went to watch old man Jiang's play instead.

I still don't forget to "make up for it" slowly, "I just woke up, and I couldn't hold back my confession."

Mr. Jiang: "..."

Jiang? on the other end of the phone rolled his eyes and complained about the little girl thousands of times in his heart.

The good cabbage was automatically uprooted and sent to the pigsty before the pig arched.

Impressed.