The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Chapter 966 The old affairs of the Republic of China: Even if it is indifferent, it is also romantic 62

  Blood splashed onto Chu Jin'an's face, not stained by a dusty pallor.

  Dawn, the dawn broke, and the deserted train station staged a thrilling scene.

  The other man was frightened and stupid, reacted, roared, and swung a stick to hit Chu Jin'an, the sound of the wind tore through the air!

  A matter of lightning and flint.

  Chu Jin'an held the gun firmly, the recoil made her fingers ache, and the words he had said were tranced in her ears.

  The gun was taught to her by him when he was young. He once held her hand, and his breath was close to her ear, telling her to hold the gun steadily and not to be soft-hearted towards the enemy.

  At that time, she was lazy and didn't want to learn, but was punished by Fu Rongheng. She learned it with tears in her eyes, and cried: "I can't use such a cruel thing, why should I learn it?"

   "People must have the ability to protect themselves when they live in this world." The other party said flatly.

   "But I have you." She was confident.

  He was silent for a long time: "That also needs to be learned."

   From then on, he already had the idea of ​​how to arrange her when he was gone.

  So early, life and death.

  Fate turns and turns, and some things always come in handy.

  She pulled the trigger decisively.

"boom-!"

  The stick hit the ground.

  The man's body falls.

   This is Chu Jin'an's first murder.

  The train station was very quiet, with only the sound of howling wind around.

  Her hands began to tremble belatedly, and blood was all over her body, as was her face. The warm and sticky touch made her sick to her stomach.

  Chu Jin'an couldn't hold back, and spit it out all at once, his fingers were still tightly gripping the gun, never letting go.

  As if he was still standing behind her, telling her what to do in a cold voice.

  The bright moon is still in the sky.

  Chu Jin’an’s body started to itch and have a fever. Just now, the man’s handkerchief seemed to have spilled something on her—

  A thunderbolt exploded.

  It is bellflower pollen!

  Chu Jin’an is severely allergic to platycodon grandiflora. When she was a child, she touched platycodon grandiflora and almost died. She resisted the urge to scratch her skin, turned around, and wanted to go to the city to find a pharmacy, but her consciousness became more and more blurred.

  Until someone supports him.

   "Am I late... What's wrong with you?"

  Chu Jinan whispered indistinctly: "Allergies..."

  Hua Ying took her to a clinic and prescribed medicine. Chu Jin'an was somewhat conscious, and didn't want to get an IV, so he left in a hurry, so he only prescribed medicine.

   "Thank you." She thanked silently. She didn't know why the other party was here, the most unlikely person, "Are you following me?"

   "Yes." Hua Ying looked at her, "I'm still counting on your hand to save Fourth Master, I can't let you die on the way."

  The other party dared to kill, which she did not expect. When she first heard the gunshot, her heart sank, lest she would be late.

  Chu Jin'an has an unbreakable tenacity, which is difficult for outsiders to detect.

   Huaying never thought of doing anything to her, she would not hurt the people around Fourth Master.

  The last time Tang Hanting came to her, Hua Ying wanted to get rid of Tang Hanting with the hands of a reporter, at least to make her burnt out and not in the mood to trouble Chu Jinan.

   Unexpectedly, in the end Tang Hanting misunderstood that it was Chu Jin'an who exposed her.

   "Go." Hua Ying held her hand, her palm was cold, and her voice was dry, "I must, I must save him."

   "This is what I should do." Chu Jin'an was about to board the train, "Thank you."

   Huaying watched her get into the car, and made a sound, drowned in the sound of the siren: "I have no selfish relationship with Fourth Master, you don't have to mind."

   From beginning to end, but she wishful thinking.

   Frontline.

  The sky is full of yellow sand.

  Liang Shangjun stayed up all night again, guarding Fu Rongheng to take medicine, and heard from the soldiers that a girl came here and recommended herself as a field doctor.

  Liang Shangjun put on his clothes and hurried out, feeling inexplicable in his heart. On the one hand, he felt that the sudden absurdity of this matter, on the other hand, he had a vague premonition of something, and even quickened his pace.

  Passing through the heavy tents, the sky just dawned in the distance, and there stood a figure with a suitcase in his hand, dusty.

"Hello…"

  As soon as Liang Shangjun spoke, she turned around, revealing a quiet and thin face.

  Liang Shangjun's voice stopped, his eyes were astonished!

   It wasn't until he led Chu Jin'an into the house and heard her tell what happened in Beicheng that Liang Shangjun came back to his senses.

   "It seems that the person sent to invite you missed you. You came at the right time." Liang Shangjun said, with complicated emotions, agitated and worried.

   As a girl, she came all the way to the battlefield, and suffered a lot along the way.

   "How is the battle going? How is fourth brother?" Chu Jin'an asked, his voice still hoarse from fatigue.

  She met many wounded soldiers along the way, and gained a deeper understanding of the wind and frost on the border.

  She came not only for the fourth brother, but also for thousands of soldiers.

  Liang Shangjun was silent for a moment: "Not very good."

  The two met in a hurry after a long absence, talked about the past, and talked about the current situation. Liang Shangjun asked her if she wanted to rest for a while, and Chu Jinan shook his head. He knew her thoughts and took her to see Fu Rongheng.

  Chu Jin'an can hardly remember, when was the last time we saw each other, September, October, November, it turned out that winter was about to enter.

  She stopped in the quiet room, looked at the figure lying on the bed from a distance, her eyes were hot, and something shook violently in her heart.

   After four months, until seeing her again, Chu Jin'an felt that the journey was worth it.

   "Rong Heng has been in a coma for half a month. He is injured in the heart, and the operation is difficult. I want to invite you to come..." Liang Shangjun whispered, leaving Chu Jinan alone with him, and retreated first.

  Under the desolate sunlight, in silence, Chu Jin'an walked to the hospital bed with heavy steps, full of affection in her heart, she lowered her head and looked at the man's thin face.

  The bottom of his heart was sore, and his body that was strenuously weakened, Chu Jin'an knelt down on the bedside, twisted the corner of the quilt for him, and tightly held his cold hand with his fingers.

  She rubbed him vigorously, trying to warm him up, and then breathed on her lips, staring at his side face, and said a thousand words, but only two choked words came out of her mouth: "Fourth brother..."

   This time, he won't respond to her.

  Liang Shangjun didn’t expect Chu Jin’an to come out so soon. His eyes were clearly red and tough. She calmed herself down and said to Liang Shangjun, “I need to know about the specific injury of fourth brother.”

  Liang Shangjun Su Se.

  That day, she hurried over by train all day and night, without any energy to rest, she devoted herself to her injury.

  The candles stayed on all night, the atmosphere of the medical team was dignified, and there were endless discussions. This operation was too risky, and no one knew whether to do it or not.

  Even Chu Jin'an is only 50% sure, which means that Fu Rongheng may die on her operating table.

  She looked down at the medical information she brought over. After reading it for a long time, her eyes were a little dazed, and the voices of disputes in her ears were also noisy.

  Chu Jinan put down the materials and went out for a while, the night wind was cold to the bone, thinking that it was going to snow soon, this year's new snow, I don't know if my old friend can see it.

  (end of this chapter)