Muhan Shuangcheng

Ye Shuangcheng's whole body, that is, the shoulders were seriously injured, and the others were some small abrasions when he walked through the woods.Calling for hot water, the old military doctor cut off the clothes on his shoulders and cleaned the wound.

The hot water irritated the wound, and the black boy turned pale from the pain, sweating profusely, but stubbornly remained silent, only biting his bright red lips fiercely, his nails dug into his palm, and traces of red escaped.

When Mu Han realized it, the skin on his palm was already torn. Mu Han sighed distressedly, sat on the edge of the bed, wrapped his slender fingers around Ye Shuangcheng's small fist, and slowly let go of his tightly clenched fingers. Hei boy held Ye Shuangcheng back. Mu Han's hand loosened and tightened his fingers following the old military doctor's movements.

"Loosen your lips, if you bite again, your skin will break," Mu Han said flatly.

"It hurts..." Hei boy squeezed out words from his teeth in a low hoarse voice, his voice was hoarse after crying for a while.

"Bite me if it really hurts." Mu Han pulled out his hand, and stretched out his white and slender palm to Hei Xiaozi's red lips. Ye Shuangcheng looked down at that beautiful hand, curled his lips aggrievedly, gave up and continued to ravage his lips, but also There is no slender palm that bites the lip.

The old military doctor is getting old, although he has rich experience, his hands and feet are inevitably slower. Just when Ye Shuangcheng was so painful that his clothes were drenched with sweat, the old military doctor finally cleaned up the blood on his shoulders. Before cleaning up, he looked at the blood-stained One piece was scary, but after cleaning it up, it wasn't that serious. Mu Han saw that he didn't hurt any bones, but that the tiger's claws had scratched the flesh, and it would be fine after resting for a few days. Finally, he was completely relieved.

After cleaning up, it was time to apply medicine. When the medicine powder was sprinkled on the wound, Hei boy was so painful that his eyes went black and he passed out.

"General..." An anxious and gentle male voice came from outside the tent, and Zhang Linming came in with a gust of wind, and glanced eagerly at Mu Han.

"What's the matter?" Mu Han was very displeased. Although he was his lieutenant general, he had already lost his duty to enter his tent without notification. Mu Han's face became even colder. It was because of Zhang Linming's overly revealing and eager eyes.

Mu Han's face turned cold, and the air pressure in his whole body dropped. The military doctor closest to him was the first to be affected. The military doctor choked up, and his subordinates moved a little harder. Ye Shuangcheng, who was in a coma, also let out a muffled snort.

Mu Han was even more displeased, but the old military doctor cheered up, and his movements were swift and refreshing that he hadn't seen for a long time. After wrapping up, he told him not to touch the water, and don't move his right arm for the time being. He would come to change the medicine every day and salute Then he went out with the medicine box on his shoulders.

Seeing that Mu Han was doing well, Zhang Linming felt at ease. He just heard that when he met a tiger in the forest, he rushed in without hesitation. A few heads will be fine.

"The last general just heard that the general met a tiger..."

"Are you doubting my ability?" Mu Han interrupted Zhang Linming with an extremely cold tone.

"The last general dare not." Zhang Linming lowered his head and put away his overly enthusiastic eyes. He knew he had overstepped.

"Don't dare? I think you are very brave." Mu Han still didn't look back, "From now on, you are not allowed to enter my camp without my permission. Now, you can go out."

"General..." Zhang Linming pursed his lips, and took a deep breath as if making up his mind, "Is it because of him? After all these years, you should know me..."

"Get out, don't make me say it a third time!" Mu Han's tone was cold, and the air in the tent almost froze.

Zhang Linming looked up at the straight back, as if a sharp knife had been inserted into his heart. There was a dull pain in his heart, and it seemed that it was difficult to breathe. Zhang Linming raised his head and opened his mouth, like a fish lacking oxygen. Opening and closing, I felt a burning sensation in the eye sockets.

After a while, he quietly left the camp. Zhang Linming had a feeling that his withdrawal would mean withdrawing from Mu Han's life. His affection for the past four years would eventually have no place to rest, and would eventually dissipate and annihilate...