The soldier is a girl

Chapter 183: Chapter 185
This time she was wearing a long-sleeved underwear, one of the two sets of clothes issued because of the cool weather. She felt that it would be more convenient for her to wear an underwear than a vest in the next month, because she had to take off her clothes and get needles. There is one thing in her mind, so her injury can't wait for two months, and she doesn't want to let herself suffer so much, and the only solution is to give acupuncture. Many times, doctors can't heal themselves, just like she doesn't do it now. Possibly giving yourself a needle in the back.

And it is impossible for her to strip herself naked in front of the military doctor, so she has only one choice...

Well, it's so embarrassing what to do, how to get the best of both worlds.

Lying on the bed, Mu Jin frowned and glanced at Mo Ling under the oil lamp in front of the desk from time to time, the entanglement in her eyes was not hidden at all, or Mu Jin was so entangled that she forgot to cover it up.

As a person with strong perception, Mo Ling was completely unable to focus on the copywriting in his hands under the perception of Mu Jin's tangled glances from time to time, and he could no longer read it anymore At the time, he finally couldn't help but say, "Speak up if you have something to do." However, his eyes did not lift from the copywriting, and the irritability in the cold words gave him a feeling that he was a little bored.

Mu Jin is not surprised by Mo Ling's perception, anyone who is glanced at from time to time will feel it and even have an attack, but she just can't help it.

Mu Jin didn't know what to say, so after Mo Ling threw a sentence over, she didn't make a sound, but instead of looking over from time to time, she kept staring, her eyes still tangled.

Mo Ling waited for a while. Not only did he not get an answer, but he also felt that the eyes were not even dodging. He couldn't hold back and dropped the copy in his hand, and looked up at Mu Jin, "Mu Jin, when did you learn how to speak?" Stop again." Is he that scary?Do you need to look at him so hard?Thinking that Mu Jin might be afraid of him, Mo Ling panicked.

Being reprimanded by Mo Ling, Mu Jin's eyes suddenly lit up, "General, how about your acupuncture?"

Mo Ling frowned slightly at Mu Jin's question, and without answering, he picked up an empty writing brush on the table and threw it out.

Mujin instinctively dodges hidden weapons and the like, so originally Mo Ling's pen was intended to fall on a non-painful acupoint. ...

"Haha...haha..." Mu Jin couldn't stop laughing as she lay on the bed after being touched, Mu Jin knew something was wrong after laughing three times, and hurriedly shouted while laughing, "General...haha...injury... Haha... the wound..."

It's okay for her to laugh twice, but the wound can't hold on.

Mo Ling's complexion changed, and he dodged to the side of Mu Jin's bed at the speed of the wind and stretched out his hand to relieve her laughing point, "Do you want to heal the wounds all over?" Following the fall of the finger, there was a scolding sound, which I have never seen before. A person who is so noisy after such a serious injury.

"I didn't know that the general would make a move. Isn't this my instinct..." Although the laughing point was relieved, the smile on Mu Jin's eyebrows and eyes has not faded away. No matter how wronged she mutters at this moment, no matter how you look at it, she is full of coquettishness meaning.

Mo Ling was so stimulated by Mu Jin's appearance that his pupils shrank, and then he flicked his sleeves like a brush, "Is it the general's fault?"

It would have been.

Mu Jin wanted to say this, but at the thought of asking someone to cooperate, she held back and said with a flattering smile, "It's Xiao Jin's fault."

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Mo Ling didn't bother to tell her whose fault it was.

This time Mu Jin learned how to behave, sat up from the couch, took out the gold needle box inside the couch, opened it, and spread the box beside the couch, then raised her sleeves and stretched out her innocent white arm, saying to Mo Ling: "General Prick my Tianquan acupoint with a golden needle."

(End of this chapter)