Negative pet

Chapter 63 The truth emerges
The weather has gotten warmer, and a few rays of morning light have broken through the clouds in the sky, reflecting the huge city of smoke in the morning light, and the sound of waves on the pier is buried in the cries of seagulls.

The footsteps of pedestrians in the streets gradually awakened the whole city.

Jiang Ci, who had been in a coma all night, woke up amidst whispers.

Seeing this, the two nurses preparing medicine at the end of the bed immediately shut their mouths.

She glanced around with blank eyes, and then saw two figures in her blurred vision.

"Young Marshal Duan, Miss Jiang is already awake."

Hearing the movement of Jiang Ci, he looked sideways at the door, and the familiar figure walked into the ward immediately.

"Are you awake?" He bent down and put his hand between his forehead, there was only tenderness in his brows and eyes, "It's not hot anymore."

Duan Yan'an then carefully helped him sit up, and Jiang Ci turned to look at him.

"...I want to drink water."

He stretched out his hand, and when water came, she subconsciously raised her hand to catch it, but it touched the wound, and she couldn't help but gasp.

"I can't move my right hand for the time being." He also frowned slightly.

Jiang Ci nodded in response, and when he took it with his left hand, the water had already reached his mouth.

"Don't you want to drink water? What are you looking at me for?"

She glanced carefully at the two people at the end of the bed who were still preparing medicine, but still lowered her head and drank the water.

"Miss Jiang, it's time to change the medicine." One of them said after watching her drink the water.

Jiang Ci glanced at him again, while Duan Yan'an put down his cup and sat back down.

He immediately reached out and unbuttoned her collar, and she looked at him in shock.

"The injury on your shoulder may take a while to recuperate. I will give you medicine in the future." Duan Yan'an said softly, but the movements of his hands were still a little slow.

She lowered her eyes, and her originally pale face instantly became blood-colored.

"...Can Xiaoying help me?"

There was a smile in Duan Yan'an's eyes, and he approached her, hiding the sporadic spring scenery hidden under the large hospital gown under his military uniform.

"She won't," he replied noncommittally.

Jiang Ci rested her chin lightly on his shoulder, and her chest suddenly touched the cool buttons on his shirt, her heart trembled, and she felt her earlobes were about to burn.

And his attention was all on her shoulders, and he didn't notice her abnormality.

The nurse also began to remove the gauze for her, and another person brought all the prepared medicines.

The bloodstains lay across her smooth shoulders, which was shocking.When the medicine touched the scar, she also trembled in pain.

Duan Yan'an's hand wrapped around her waist kept patting and comforting her, but he frowned.

Jiang Ci clenched his teeth, his complexion turned pale again, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The time for taking the medicine was not long, but she only felt that it was extremely long and painful.

After re-binding, he put the clothes that fell on her waist on her again.

Jiang Ci buried his head into his neck, panting lightly like the rest of his life after a catastrophe.

"Okay..." Duan Yan'an patted her back lightly, but the eyebrows still did not relax, "The medicine has been taken, and it will be fine soon."

She stayed like this for a long time before the piercing pain gradually dissipated.

In the next few days, there were more hospitals in Duan Yan'an's itinerary, which took up more time than his official duties.

In the prison, he sat on the chair brought by the prison guard and looked indifferently at the people who had been sentenced.

"You're really stubborn." He stood up suddenly, and said with a sneer, "He's from Beijing... Feng Mingxian's people, am I right?"

The man looked at him suspiciously, Duan Yan'an looked down at him, took a panoramic view of his expression, then stretched out his hand to his neck, pinched the deadliest part of it, and it got worse little by little, making people feel more tormented.

He looked at the desperately struggling person, his eyes were dark and cloudy, and he didn't feel loose at all.

"Young Marshal, Feng Mingxian's son——Feng Yexi has indeed returned from the southwest." Gu Zhi came in and reported immediately.

Duan Yan'an threw away the dying person in his hand, took the handkerchief Xiang Yang handed over, and wiped it.

"Feng Yexi... It seems that after Feng Mingxian took part of his father's military power, he also let his son share all the cigarettes."

Gu Zhi asked for instructions again: "Then when will he appear? Do you need your subordinates to lure him out?"

He glanced back at the people on the ground, then raised his eyebrows and said with a slight smile: "It's just a drunk, why bother with him so much?"

Gu Zhiqing was dumbfounded.

"Let people keep an eye on the music and dance hall...especially Xie Wenman." He raised his eyes slightly and ordered indifferently, "If you catch him, let the newspapers know first."

Gu Zhi immediately understood: "This subordinate understands."

Duan Yan'an drew a gun from the prison guard's waist, and with one shot, he killed the person who thought he could escape.

"Throw it away." He threw the gun to the prison guard, then turned and left the prison.

Gu Zhi and Xiang Yang followed closely behind.

"Gu Zhi, can I go to the music and dance hall with you?" Xiang Yang asked in a low voice.

"Which dance hall are you going to with the young marshal?"

Gu Zhi sighed lightly.

Xiang Yang replied helplessly: "Young Marshal has been taking care of Miss Jiang recently, and he hasn't done anything, and...Young Marshal and Miss Jiang are together, so I can't disturb them?"

Gu Zhi immediately turned around, smiled lightly and shook his head.

"Then you don't know the young commander very well...Even if you are there, you can't bother him."

Xiang Yang also sighed deeply.

"I just came here from Mr. Bai, am I going to suffer such a crime?"

Gu Zhi patted him on the shoulder, and tried to persuade him earnestly: "Hey, let me tell you, you will get used to it after a while, and I always come here like this."

The two "difficult brothers and sisters" followed up resignedly.

After Duan Yan'an left, he went straight to the hospital.

Jiang Ci's injury was no longer as painful as it was at the beginning, so he didn't have to stay in the hospital all the time.

Jin Ping came to visit her again on the last day.

"If you are discharged from the hospital, then I won't be able to see you." She seemed a little disappointed.

"You can come to me."

As soon as Jiang Ci's words came out, Jin Ping shook his head.

"I always feel that Young Marshal Duan and I cannot be in the same room, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable, as if something is pressing me down."

Every time she sees Duan Yan'an, she is inexplicably afraid, which suppresses her unrestrained personality.

Jiang Ci no longer insisted, and only responded with a chuckle: "Then when I get better, I'll go find you?"

"Okay, okay!" She immediately felt as if she had been spat out, "That's the deal!"

As soon as Jin Ping finished speaking, the voice of Duan Yan'an talking to the doctor came from outside.

When she saw the person walking through the door, she stepped aside as if she had seen a ghost.

"Duan...Young Commander Duan."

Duan Yan'an bowed his head in return, then stepped forward and said softly, "We can go back."

"Okay." Jiang Ci's eyes were full of smiles.

He brought her own clothes, and naturally began to unbutton her.

"I'll change your clothes." His movements were no longer as slow as before, and he could even be said to be proficient.

Standing by the side, Jin Ping immediately said wisely, "Then I'll go first!"

People who leave in a hurry don't forget to close the door when they go out.

Duan Yanan glanced back, then continued to unbutton her.

(End of this chapter)