Ouyang Qian sneered and left.

The soldiers also retreated to the dark and continued to guard Gong Qing's ward.

Song Song was left alone in the cold corridor.

Tired physically and mentally, she slowly squatted down, hugging her knees.

Very lonely and cold, but she can't lower her head! Can not give up!

I don’t know how my brother’s condition is. It’s not that there are people who never wake up after the operation. She must see her brother wake up to rest assured!

Song Songteng stood up all of a sudden, shook his head, his eyes became clear.

It was cold and cold, so she opened her posture and began to practice the military physical boxing taught to her by Adjutant Lu.

After several sets of military punches came down, his body became much warmer.

She went to the drinking fountain next to her to fetch hot water.

There was also the box lunch left by Adjutant Lu before he left. Although it was completely cold, she soaked it in hot water and continued to eat.

Even the soldiers who guarded secretly were amazed by this girl.

God, this girl is too stubborn. Looking at the soft and weak, she didn't expect that when her stubborn temper came up, she really couldn't bring back ten cows.

Not to mention, her military-style boxing is quite decent, no less than their Lu adjutant...

With interest, the soldiers seemed to have gradually changed their impression of Song Song.

It was more than five in the morning.

Gong Qing suddenly woke up.

When he opened his eyes, his lips moved, and the first words that came out of his hoarse voice were: "Where is she?"

The soldier guarding by his side was agitated: "Chief, who are you asking? Adjutant Lu? He just received an emergency telegram. He didn't know what happened to the prison and rushed to deal with it."

Gong Qing's eyes deepened: "Something happened to the cell?"

However, in the next second, he continued to ask: "I said she... Song..."

The soldier suddenly realized: "Ms. Song, isn't it? Wait a minute, she is outside, I'll call."

A touch of displeasure crossed Gong Qing's face.

How could his woman be kept outside?

These things without eyes!

When Song Song was brought in, there was still a blush on his face, and his breath was uncertain.

When she saw Gong Qing, she staggered towards her, her eyes flushed: "Brother! You are awake!"

The heart that had been hanging all night, suddenly received great comfort, she endured tears for a long time, and then welled up.

Leaning on Gong Qing's bed, she couldn't cry.

The last time she cried so sad was when she misidentified the patient in the hospital and thought Gong Qing was dead.

For the rest of her life this time, it was even more difficult for her to control the true emotions in her heart than the last time.

Really, I want to cry too much.

Gong Qing twitched the corners of his lips and looked at her with a touch of tenderness.

Raising his finger with difficulty, he stroked Song Song's forehead: "Stupid woman, you have pressed Laozi's infusion tube..."

Song Song's cry stopped abruptly, suddenly raised his head, and looked intently, no, he was so excited, he threw himself on Gong Qing, and the result was...

The infusion tube was pressed by her, and the liquid could not be infused. As a result, it suddenly lifted up, but the blood returned!

There was a long one in the tube, and it was full of blood.

Song Song was taken aback, and finally stopped crying. She was frantic: "What should I do? What can I do? May I call a doctor?"

Seeing her nervous look, Gong Qing couldn't be more proud of it.

Um, stupid women look cute at this moment! ——Don’t argue with him, don’t quarrel with him, don’t make him jealous, let alone be stubborn and indifferent to him...

Being so nervous about him, caring about him, caring about him... Tsk tsk, for this feeling, he really wants to get a few more shots.

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