My lord, wake up

He looked away, and reminded lightly: "It's cold at the end of the year, the general should cover the cotton quilt first, and I will give you the needle after I light the fire."

It turned out that the purpose of lighting the brazier was to prevent himself from getting cold. Wei Yan pulled the cotton quilt aside to cover it, and he didn't even notice that the corners of his mouth had risen at some point.

Chen Zimu is obviously not good at doing this. He failed to ignite the charcoal after turning the fire a few times, but he tried very seriously. From Wei Yan's perspective, he could faintly see the flames reflected in his eyes, obviously he was extremely afraid of the cold. Physique, because she was too focused at this time, there was even a little sweat on her fair neck.

It was raining heavily outside, and there was no dry wood to start the fire for a while. When the guard heard that the general wanted to use it, he immediately went to the kitchen to get some ready-made charcoal.

There is no other way now, but to bite the bullet and continue to light the fire.

Wei Yan looked at it for a while, then lifted the quilt and stepped off the bed, not minding his naked upper body, went straight to him and squatted down, "I'll come, you go and see if the silver needle brought by the military doctor is suitable .”

Chen Zimu, who really had no choice but to take the charcoal basin, had to give up his position and hand over the fire to Wei Yan.

I saw Wei Yan set up a space with charcoal, folded the fire into the hollow space in the middle, and placed a small piece of charcoal on top. After a while, the bottom of the charcoal began to turn slightly red.

He carefully folded the fire out and put the lid on, "Okay."

Chen Zimu originally thought that Wei Yan was similar to him, and someone should be responsible for such things, but he didn't expect that the other party was so proficient that he burned a charcoal fire, which made him a little embarrassed, and he waited again before returning with the needle bag. beside the bed.

At this time, Wei Yan had already consciously lay down on the bed again, exposing his entire back.

As they got closer, Chen Zimu discovered that Wei Yan's generous back was covered with scars of different depths, old and new. One of the knife scars spanned half of his back. Although it had already healed, the uneven scar still looked the same. It's frightening, and you can imagine how dangerous it was when you were injured.

Many people in the DPRK do not know about this General Zhenbei. When Wei Yande was sealed off, the two countries had ceased fighting. Although he has been guarding the north and maintaining the stability of the border, he has also led troops to support the nearby prefectures to quell the bandit chaos. , but it was impossible to establish too prominent military exploits in peacetime.

Everyone always thought that he had relied on his father's prestige to sit in his current position, and every time he talked about it, there was a lot of disdain in his tone.

Including Chen Zimu himself, before he came to this barracks, he knew that Wei Lin had made great military achievements and that the Wei family was loyal to defending the country, but he did not expect that Wei Yan, the current general of Zhenbei, has a strong and iron frame that is not inferior to his father in the slightest.

Based on what he has seen and heard in the army these days, the respect and awe that those generals and soldiers treat Wei Yan is by no means something that a son of an official family who relies on his father for a position can get.

It was accumulated over time and belonged to Wei Yan's own dignity.

It's not that he has no military exploits, it's just that the achievements of those young people who were born and died, are all hidden under Wei Lin's brilliance.He is just too low-key, sticking to this frontier for several years, not asking for credit, not fighting for fame, he is truly a pillar of the country.

Chen Zimu didn't move until he stood behind him. Wei Yan thought of something, and said apologetically, "Sorry, I forgot that the scar on the back is a little scary, did it scare you?"

Chen Zimu shook his head slightly, and after shaking, he remembered that Wei Yan, who was lying on the bed, couldn't see his movements, and added, "These are not scars, but invisible walls to protect Ranying's people from foreign enemies. Invasion, how can it be terrible."

Wei Yan remembered what he had said to him not long ago, but unexpectedly it was written down, so he said it to him by analogy.

Chen Zimu didn't delay after finishing speaking, and started to give Wei Yan acupuncture. Occasionally, he stroked his back with his hands to confirm the acupuncture points. When the skin touched, both of them felt a strange feeling in their hearts, but they both tried their best to cover it up.

He injected the needles very quickly, and within a short time, the acupuncture points on Wei Yan's back and legs were filled with silver needles.

Chen Zimu got out of bed and went to the incense burner to light another incense stick, "General, don't turn it over. I'll pull out the needle for you after the incense burns out."

"Yeah." Wei Yan's gaze followed him, and seeing him go to the case and find a pen and paper to start recording, he asked, "Look, Yizimu, how long will it take for my leg to recover?"

"It's as little as one month, as much as three or five months. It's hard to say now, it depends on the general's own recovery."

Chen Zimu took the rice paper that recorded today's date and the location of the needle back to the low cabinet next to the bed, and Wei Yan was fascinated by the beautiful handwriting on it.

Thinking about Chen Zimu's family background, if the inner court is harmonious, he should be able to achieve great things, but it's a pity...

Wei Yan looked at the listless man in front of him, and the faint heartache seemed to be heavier.

It's just that he didn't know that what Chen Zimu was thinking at this moment was, what should he do if he needed to return to Luancheng before he healed Wei Yan's leg disease.

Time passed quietly as the two of them were thinking about each other. Seeing that the incense stick had burned to the bottom, Chen Zimu got up and walked to the side of the bed, leaning over to pull out the silver needles on Wei Yan's body one by one: "General, what do you want?" Feel?"

"It seems that there is a slight heat sensation in the knee, but it still hurts." Wei Yan said truthfully.

"Well, the feeling of rising heat proves that it is not ineffective, but your illness has been dragging on for a long time, and the treatment cannot be effective immediately. I hope the general can be patient." Chen Zimu finished speaking slowly, and then said, "You'd better lie down for half a day first. Stick incense, wait until the hot feeling subsides before moving, although the needle opening of the silver needle is small, if you don’t pay attention, there is also a risk of infection.”

As Chen Zimu said, he walked to the other end, cleaned up the silver needles briefly, put them in the needle bag, and went to the table to make detailed records on the paper.

Wei Yan lay down for a while according to what Chen Zimu said, and there seemed to be no movement outside. He got up to look, only to find that the other party had finished writing the acupuncture record, and fell asleep lying on the table like this.

Calculating the time, Chen Zimu had already passed the point where Chen Zimu used to rest, and Wei Yan felt a little helpless in spite of guilt.

This person said not long ago that he was too gullible to others, but he was obviously not the same. From the first meeting, it seemed that Chen Zimu had no defense against him at all, sleeping on his bed, eating the food he gave, and taking care of him Treat leg problems.

One must know that Ran Ying's sleeve-breaking trend is prevalent, and most of them are rich people who support young princes. Although they are not popular, it is good to keep Xingxing at home.

Chen Zimu was so good-looking, no number of famous building boys could compare to him, if he really met someone with this hobby, it would be extremely dangerous.

Just thinking about this, Wei Yan's eyes became hostile, he thought, if someone really hit Zimu with his idea, he would not let him off lightly.

Although Chen Zimu is currently staying in the military camp, it is not a long-term solution after all. If the border is peaceful in the future, it is better for him to settle down in Changyu City. He can open a medical clinic and a drug store. If he has a living, he can marry a wife and have children.

Get married and have children.

Wei Yan frowned, and found that he was actually resistant to this word in his heart, but why...

His eyes couldn't help but return to the sleeping man. Perhaps he was not sleeping comfortably. Chen Zimu's thin lips were slightly pursed, and his long hair was scattered on one side, covering half of his handsome face. Rushuang's forearm was exposed outside the cuffs due to the bent posture, and there were some small bumps from the cold wind blowing from outside the tent.

"Zimu." Wei Yan called out, "Go and rest on the bed, don't catch a cold."

Chen Zimu snorted softly, and turned his head to one side, obviously not wanting to pay attention to Wei Yan who was disturbing his dream.

That movement was vague and cute, like a tiny feather, gently scratching his heart.After a while, Wei Yan sighed, bent over like an appointment, picked him up and walked towards the bed.

Although Chen Zimu looked thin, he was actually not light. Fortunately, Wei Yan practiced every day and had a strong physique. He didn't feel any effort in picking up a grown man, and quickly placed him carefully on the bed.

This was Wei Yan's second time undressing Chen Zimu, but his actions were not as calm as the first time.

However, Chen Zimu didn't seem to feel that it was enough. After Wei Yan finally took off his coat, put out the candle and went to bed, he turned over and fell into Wei Yan's arms.

Chen Zimu was afraid of the cold and Wei Yan knew it. Wei Yan didn't put on his obscene clothes because of acupuncture today. Perhaps it was the heat on his body that attracted him.

Wei Yan froze all over, but seeing him lying defenselessly in his arms, he raised his palm and paused for a moment, but in the end he couldn't push him away ruthlessly, instead he wanted to let him sleep comfortably Some, put your arm under his neck.

Chen Zimu's head touched the heat source, and he rubbed it comfortably. If he was awake at this moment, he would find that General Wei, who has always been serious and serious, had slightly red earlobes at this moment...

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He just slept on Wei Yan's pillow all night, and when Chen Zimu woke up the next day, Wei Yan had already left the tent.

He shook his still confused head, squinted his eyes, the last memory of last night was at the moment when he finished writing the acupuncture record, he was so sleepy, he couldn't remember how he came to bed afterwards.

In fact, compared to those years when he first took the medicine, he has felt that the medicine is much weaker recently, at least he can maintain a relatively clear mind for two or three hours a day.

When he first came to the barracks, Wei Weiyan found out that he put some non-essential supplies on his junior sister. The supplementary medicine was poisonous and he did not carry it with him. Only the antidote to prevent emergencies was still with him. Now I just hope that this medicine will not lose its effect in the near future, otherwise Wei Yan will not be able to hide the internal strength.

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