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

  Chapter 968 Old things of the Republic of China: Even if it is indifferent, it is also romantic 64

  He was a little more awake, held her hand, gently kneaded it, and asked a few questions about the outside world. Chu Jinan was afraid that he would worry, so he only picked out the good ones.

   Said a few general words, the atmosphere was peaceful, Chu Jin'an never thought that the two of them could be so close, shoulder to shoulder, holding hands, his breath was all in his breath.

   is warm and hot, which makes people greedy. Every pore in her body opened soothingly, greedily absorbing his body temperature, and only then did she feel a trace of the reality of being alive.

   Later, for some reason, as soon as the tense spirit relaxed, he, the patient, didn't sleep, but she fell asleep first, feeling drowsy.

  Fu Rongheng leaned on the bed, not feeling sleepy. He looked at her for a long time, covered her with the quilt, and then lay down after a long while, holding her hand and sweating.

  In the middle of the night, Chu Jin'an vaguely heard something, opened his eyes sleepily, and vaguely saw a shadow passing her, struggling to get something from the bedside table.

   "Fourth brother?" She was still sleepy, she woke up first, subconsciously supported him, and asked nervously, "Is there any discomfort?"

   "Woke you up?" The snow was still falling, and his thin and strong silhouette was reflected from the window, his face was slightly tilted, he couldn't see clearly, his voice slowed down and became hoarse, "I'll drink some water, you continue to sleep."

"I'll pour it for you." Now that Chu Jin'an woke up completely, he blamed himself and regretted how he could fall asleep like this, so he quickly got up and picked up a water glass from the bedside table, poured him a glass of water, and handed it to him, " Call me if you have something to do, don't do it yourself."

  Fu Rongheng didn't say anything, the Fu family had strict rules, and he graduated from a military academy, so he was used to solving problems by himself, and he was quiet, so even when he was young and sick, he didn't let anyone take care of him personally.

  Now there is suddenly an extra pillow person on the bed, and her breathing body temperature is on the side, but he is not used to it at first, and he tossed and turned all night without falling asleep.

He drank a couple of sips of water and moistened his throat. Chu Jin'an was not at ease. She touched his body temperature with her hand, and it was hot and damp. burning.

  Although he was out of the high-risk period, he had a high fever after surgery, which could be fatal.

In the second half of the night, people were turned on their backs again. She was busy for a while, boiling hot water to boil medicine, and wiping his sweat with a towel. Light shadows.

   "My fourth brother feels very sorry for letting you serve like this."

  Chu Jinan pursed his lips and looked up at him: "I am a doctor."

He had indeed lost a lot of weight, and the shirt looked a little empty. Chu Jin'an could clearly feel it when she was wiping his sweat. She lowered her head and twisted the towel, and there was a sound of water. It should be justified."

   It is only natural for a wife to take care of her husband who is sick.

  Fu Rongheng froze for a moment, his tapping fingers stopped, and he didn't answer for a while.

  Chu Jin'an lowered his head, his long black hair covered his thin red earlobes, he hadn't spoken for a long time, and pretended to look up inadvertently, but happened to meet his smiling eyes, which also had a kind of sickly coquettishness.

In the second half of the night, it was illuminated by the white snow, and the room was shrouded in a dim light. His profile was reflected like an ancient painting, with smooth lines, a straight nose, two buttons of his white shirt were loosely unbuttoned, and his skin was slightly flushed. , just leaning on the head of the bed, there is a strong lust.

  Chu Jinan held his breath for a few seconds, looked away uncomfortably, and was held by his wrist, feeling sorry for her for so long: "Okay, go to sleep."

  With this experience, Chu Jin'an didn't dare to sleep too soundly. Fu Rongheng saw through her and pointed out, "If you don't sleep, Fourth Brother might not feel at ease."

  Chu Jin'an had no choice but to let go of his thoughts.

  The next day, the new snow fell and the sun was just right.

  The first snowfall of this cold winter was extraordinarily heavy. The world was vast and covered with white snow, covering thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. It seemed to pay homage to the dead warriors and pay tribute to the new students.

  When Chu Jinan woke up, looking at his sleeping profile in the morning light, his heart was peaceful and at ease.

   She smiled slightly.

  When Liang Shangjun came over, he was not surprised to see Chu Jin'an here. At that moment, Fu Rongheng woke up and the two of them said a few words.

  Fu Rongheng's injury was too serious, low fever recurred, and he woke up and fainted from time to time. Last night's energy was all supported by him, and he couldn't do without people around him.

  Chu Jinan was worried about him, so after the first night, he took advantage of the opportunity to live in his house, and it was he who said in her ear, "Stay here? Fourth brother doesn't want you to go."

  So straightforward.

   Two people share the same bed day and night, there is no reality of husband and wife, and they are not innocent.

  At first Chu Jin'an felt nervous even when he touched his hand, but later he hypnotized himself as a doctor with benevolence, and even changed his shirt for him when he sweated at night, so he gradually got used to it.

Fu Rongheng's injuries are slowly recovering, and he is gradually taking over military affairs. Sometimes Chu Jin'an wakes up in the morning, and when it snows, the room is dark and dark, and there is no one around her. She was standing, wearing a shirt and a military-style coat over her shoulders, talking to Feng Lingzhi.

  The backlight made it impossible to see his face clearly.

   "It's all my dereliction of duty, please punish the fourth master." Feng Lingzhi said in a deep voice.

   "It's not all your responsibility, the fish biting the bait is the most important thing." Fu Rongheng's voice was indifferent.

  Seeing her, his voice stopped, and in a gentle voice: "Woke up so early? Don't you want to sleep anymore?"

  Chu Jinan shook his head, buttoned his coat for him, and frowned: "Be careful of catching a cold."

  Feng Lingzhi watched from the sidelines, got used to it, and dared not raise his head to offend.

Chu Jin'an always felt that Fu Rongheng needed to rest and recuperate, and he didn't have a good look at the lieutenants who frequently came to him for work during that time. Sometimes when everyone gathered in the camp, Chu Jin'an gave him medicine soup with a sullen face, and was teased and made fun of .

   "Only Doctor Chu dares to take care of Fourth Brother like this, I admire him!"

  They followed suit.

  Fu Rongheng held the medicine soup and smiled casually: "After all, she is my wife who has never been married, so how dare I offend her."

  Chu Jin'an's heart was beating wildly, and he looked up at him.

  Amidst the laughter, he stared fixedly at her.

  Only Zhao Pengzhong watched this scene silently, his eyes sinking.

  Who would have thought... Fu Rongheng did not die.

  The last time he was on the march, he intentionally went whereabouts on the road, and he was observed by Hui Wei, thinking that he could kill Fu Rongheng, but it was a shameful move!

In the middle of the night, Zhao Pengzhong was in a hurry to pass on the new battle plan they had discussed to Huichun. He was walking outside the barracks alone when he was suddenly stopped by someone. tone.

   "Adjutant Feng? Is there something wrong?"

  Feng Lingzhi raised his gun: "Yes, you have been detained."

  Zhao Pengzhong was surprised and froze. On the way back when he was arrested, he whispered to him: "I know you are Mr. Qin's trump card. We are a group of people. You must find a way to save me..."

  Feng Lingzhi sneered: "Really?"

  (end of this chapter)