The vixen's journey through time

Last night, it was these weak, boneless hands that pinched his life gate, making him live or die. It was like living in a dream.

Last night, it was these slender and white jade hands that held his baby and took him to heaven and earth. He was so ecstatic.

Therefore, the little educated youth’s hands are indeed tired.

With this in mind, Gu Yu put Chacha's clothes on one by one without any complaints, just as he had taken off hers one by one, but the steps were exactly the opposite.

Man! Instead of just taking off a woman's clothes, he should also put them on her.

Taking off is desire, wearing is love!

Gu Yu helped her rinse her mouth and wiped her face, and finally let her sit on his lap and fed her one bite at a time.

He enjoyed these processes and the countless glories, not as much as the trivial things he and the young educated youth spent day and night with.

Chacha was also very coaxing. She was eating contentedly at the moment and completely forgot about the "excessive things" Gu Yu had done to her before.

She found a comfortable position on Gu Yu's lap and enjoyed his attentive service.

so good! This is the day that many humans dream of, with clothes on their hands and food on their hands and their mouths open!

She also likes the vixen!

"Wow! Host, how do you feel about the wedding night?" The system's mean voice sounded.

"Don't mention it, I'm almost pissed off!" When it came to this, Chacha pursed her lips.

Gu Yu feels comfortable and refreshed, what about her? My hand was almost broken, but in a fit of anger I accidentally pulled out a few of his hairs, but that was useless!

"Ashan! Please don't mention this in front of me in the future, or I will break up our relationship with you!"

Damn it, she can no longer look forward to and yearn for that!

Southwest Military Region Hospital

"Doctor, please save our company commander! Save him! We must save him..."

In a crowded ward, there were seven or eight tall men surrounding them. They were covered in mud and their faces were so dirty that it was difficult to distinguish their appearance. They looked very embarrassed.

But wearing the straight green military uniform, everyone has an upright figure, and their righteousness is extremely awe-inspiring.

At this moment, they were all anxiously surrounding a soldier on the hospital bed.

The soldier was seriously injured. He was covered in blood and his face was blue and purple. He looked like he had been poisoned.

Du Yumo looked at the man who was still alive and dead on the hospital bed, and then looked at the men's comrades who looked at her with faces full of hope and prayer, and her heart tugged.

How was she supposed to tell them that she couldn't save their company commander?

Moreover, even if he is lucky enough to survive, his whole body will...

"Sorry, I, I can't save him..." After Du Yumo said this, as if she had used all her strength, she swayed, fell back, and sat down on the ground.

He was obviously a good doctor, but he couldn't save the life of the person she loved most. How could she not feel pain?

In order to follow in his footsteps, she came all the way from Beijing to Southwest China. In order to stay with him, she did not go to the art troupe, but studied medicine. She studied Chinese medicine and Western medicine.

She wanted to! She needs to learn one more skill, so that she can get closer to him.

She had told herself since she was fifteen that in this life, Du Yumo would not marry anyone other than Zheng Weiguo.

Even though he had always clearly rejected her, even though he later had a sister that he longed for, even if he never had any more contact with her to avoid suspicion.

"Even if Captain Zheng is lucky enough to survive, he can't save his hands! Wuwuwu..." Du Yumo covered her face and tried her best to hide her sadness, but her shaking shoulders betrayed her.

"Company Commander!"

"Company commander..."

Several soldiers in the ward were stunned on the spot as if they were hit in the head.

"Why..." Several tall men's eyes also became wet.

Their company commander, while chasing a special (object) that had been hidden in our unit for more than 30 years, was injected with biochemical diseases and poisons. Although he fought for his last sanity and killed the enemy, he was completely defeated. Got off.

When he was found, his whole body was stiff and his face was black and purple. If his heart hadn't been slightly undulating, he would have been different from a dead person!

Their company commander is the military king of the army for two consecutive terms. At such a young age, it is a good time to strive for military glory. Is it true that God is jealous of talents?

Zheng Weiguo heard in a daze that he could not keep his hand, and his heart ached beyond measure.

"No... don't, hand, take, hold the gun..."

These hands hold the steel gun tightly to protect the family and the country; these hands train hard and lose skin and flesh; these hands rescue and provide disaster relief, plowing the earth and mud for the people; these hands, he wants to lift the red hijab for Chacha with his own hands...

Even if he loses his life, he still wants to keep these hands.

He is afraid! Waiting on the road to Huangquan, when crossing the Naihe Bridge, he had no hands and could not hold his sister. So what if he loses Chacha in the next life? What should he do if he can never find his Chacha sister again?

This, this is worse than death!

Zheng Weiguo subconsciously clenched his hands, and in his hands was a small porcelain bottle sent to him by his sister. He even joked that it was a good thing that could save his life.

Although he knew it was not true, he always carried it with him, took it out and touched it when he had nothing to do. He also liked to put it on his heart when he went to bed at night.

That way, he seemed to be able to feel her presence beside him.

In his short life, he dedicated his life to the country, the army, and the army. He died gloriously! A worthy death!

He just couldn’t bear to part with it!

He couldn't bear to let go of the little girl who sweetly called him Brother Weiguo. She was so beautiful and kind. From now on, she would be happy for the rest of her life without him!

No one would be willing to make her angry and make her cry. She should be a wealthy flower in the world and be loved by everyone.

He just regrets that that "everyone" will no longer be him, and he will never be in her life again...

"Tea...sister..."

Zheng Weiguo tried feebly to open his eyes, but his eyelids were too heavy. He could only concentrate all his strength on his hands and hold the porcelain bottle in his hands harder.

"Yes, I'm sorry...Brother, I broke my promise. No, no, I can't protect you. Sister, be obedient! Okay, okay! Brother, let's explore the way first..." Zheng Weiguo still had a lot to say, but He had no more strength.

He thought, let's get some sleep! Get some sleep! In the dream, there is a sister in the dream.

"Zheng Weiguo! Zheng Weiguo! Don't sleep! Don't sleep, okay! Wake up! Wake up, okay! As long as you wake up, I promise you, I will never pester you again! I'll go, go far away! I will never pester you again!" Du Yumo climbed to the hospital bed. She held Zheng Weiguo's hand, hoping that he would wake up.

She is a doctor, but at this moment, she is just Du Yumo. Her medical skills cannot save the patient in front of her, and her tears cannot save her beloved man.

Du Yumo felt so helpless and heartbroken!