The paper man I raised is a dragon boss

Nan Xiao nodded.

Bai Qi tilted his head and glanced at him: "You are so good-looking...you are the best-looking human being I have ever seen—then the one you just helped into the house is also human?"

"He is a dragon."

"It's great that you husband and wife can join the army together."

A gust of hot air immediately crept up to the ears, and Nan Xiao coughed lightly: "...Why do you say that?"

"I'm also guessing, because the two of you don't look at each other like comrades-in-arms, so I think you should be a couple."

"...we are engaged."

It seems that Bai Qi rarely sees people outside the village, and he can't close his chatterbox after opening it, and he is extremely lively.

"Then this herb is also for him, right?"

"Well, he suffered a gunshot wound, and the wound was bleeding a little. The wound medicine he brought was used up, so..."

"It's okay. I have followed my grandfather to recognize herbs since I was a child. I have a lot of herbs that can treat trauma. Your fiancé will be fine."

Nan Xiao quickly returned to the room. Han Yuan was still in a coma, but his eyes were so dark that he could barely see the light.

Hearing his footsteps, the other party's hand hanging by his side subconsciously made a movement to take the gun, and the veins on the back of the cold white hand were bulging and trembling slightly.

"Han—it's me, I got the herbal medicine, if you can't stand the pain, just sleep for a while, I'm here, nothing will happen."

Han Yuan let go of his tense hands, and his dark golden pupils seemed to be trying to regain focus, but in the end there was only a soft, almost inaudible echo in his throat.

Nan Xiao held his hand with one hand, and applied the pounded medicinal paste on the open wound with the other.

Some new flesh had grown near the wound, but there were still a lot of scorched skin that had been burned by the high-temperature laser.

If the dead flesh is not cut off, the wound may become inflamed and infected, and new flesh will not grow well.

He reached out and hugged Han Yuan carefully, and the faint scent of citrus on Han Yuan's body mixed with the smell of blood pierced his nostrils.

He patted Han Yuan's shoulder lightly, and felt that the man's chin touched his shoulder. The temperature of the man's skin was not very hot, so he should not have a fever.

He moved the man onto the bed and lay down on his back.

"You wait for me here for a while, I'll be right back."

After leaving the room, Bai Qi was still waiting in the yard.

"Is your fiancé okay?"

"There's some dead flesh in the wound that needs to be cut... Do you have a sharper knife? Better to have alcohol and a candlestick."

"Yes! I'll get it for you now."

It was already half an hour after all the wounds were treated, Nan Xiao put the knife on the side of the table, the water in the basin had been dyed blood red.

The young man exhaled lightly, his forehead and sideburns were already soaked with sweat, and the skirt of his clothes was also soaked in hot sweat, revealing a small piece of white collarbone.

He went to change a basin of clean water, washed the handkerchief, and then carefully wiped off the dirt on Han Yuan's face.

Only then did he realize that there were many small bloody cuts on the opponent's face and between his fingers, which were scratched by fragments of shells during the violent explosion.

As for himself, except for his limbs being extremely sore from running for a long time, and his throat hurting a bit, he didn't have any injuries on his body.

Nan Xiao pursed his lips, and just wanted to get up to pour some water for Han Yuan when he heard a knock on the door.

Bai Qi hugged a quilt and handed it to him: "You guys just rest here for a while, and leave after you recover from your injuries. My grandfather is cooking, and I'll bring you something to eat later."

"……thanks."

"You're welcome! There are very few guests in the valley, and you are soldiers of the Star Empire. If it weren't for you, grandpa and I wouldn't be able to live here safely for so long. This is what it should be."

After eating a little something, Nan Xiao lay on the bedside to watch the night.

Their communicator was broken, and the valley was too far away from the cliff, so he had no way to contact the army in Beicheng.

The night sky in the distance was still scarlet red by the flames, and the slight explosion sound was dissipated in the wind, and the direction could only be roughly judged.

If the rescue team didn't come tomorrow, then when Han Yuan woke up and was out of danger, he would find a way to get out of the valley and contact Beicheng.

Nan Xiao supported his chin with one hand and propped his elbows on the bed, the buzzing of explosions could be heard in his ears for a while, and Han Yuan's gentle and hoarse voice for a while.

He yawned, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally his vision blurred little by little, turning into a thick darkness.

He seemed to be having a dream.

In the dream, his body was falling rapidly, falling, and the pain in his mind was almost tearing. He couldn't help reaching out, trying to grab something around him to stop the fall, but the only response to him was the howling wind.

"Han Yuan...Han Yuan..."

His voice was so hoarse that he couldn't pronounce a single word.

There was boundless darkness as far as he could see, and he waited expectantly for Han Yuan's response in his heart, but a few moments later, an orange-red flame appeared in front of his eyes, and the roar of the explosion rang in his ears.

It seemed that there was a dragon roar coming from the flames, and then a silver-white figure fell from the sky above.

"no, do not want……"

A cool temperature came from the back of his hand, Nan Xiao shivered, and suddenly opened his almond eyes.

There was no darkness, no explosions, no flames, and no falling corpses.

He was still in the shabby little room down the valley.

His heart beat so fast that it almost jumped out of his chest, he slowly sat up straight, his eyelashes drooped, and he saw Han Yuan's hand covering the back of his hand.

Nan Xiao was stunned for a moment, a gleam of light flashed across his eyes, and he tentatively called out: "Han Yuan?"

"Um... where are we?"

There was a rough rubbing sensation on the back of his hand, and Han Yuan woke up at some point, his brows were tightly locked, and his slender eyelashes were like silver spots scattered in the morning light.

"In a village down the valley."

Nan Xiao told him about meeting Bai Qi.

"I want to wait for the rescue team to find us and take Baiqi and his grandfather away. There are only two elves left in this village, so keeping them... It's not a problem at all."

"it is good."

"And you, how do you feel now? I'll change your medicine in a while."

"It's better than yesterday—His Highness sat here last night, didn't sleep?"

"I'm asleep, I can sleep sitting here. I can't sleep if I don't watch over it."

It's just a nightmare and didn't sleep well.

Han Yuan's thin lips were bloodless due to the pain, but the corners of his lips were slightly hooked.

"Why do you look so pale when you're asleep?"

The young man's eyes were black and blue, with a few red bloodshot eyes, looking exhausted.

Just as Nan Xiao was about to refute, he saw Han Yuan grabbing his hand and tugging towards him.

"The bed is big enough, lie on it and sleep for a while... I will change the medicine after I wake up."

"...will touch your wound."

"No." Han Yuan raised his eyebrows and his voice became hoarse, "Didn't your Highness say that if I said it hurts, your Highness would coax me?"

How can anyone be coaxed to go to bed when they are injured? !

Nan Xiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and couldn't hold him back, so he took off his shoes and lay down carefully beside him, turning to look at him.

"Then I fell asleep?"

"...Did Xiao Xiao forget something?"

Nan Xiao's almond eyes widened: "Huh?"

Han Yuan's abrupt Adam's apple rolled, and he waited for him leisurely.

Nan Xiao's ears turned red, he hesitated for a moment, leaned over, and kissed the other party's lips lightly.

Then he quickly pulled away, leaving him about a punch away.

"I fell asleep... If you are not feeling well, you must wake me up."