The Spoilt Wife’s Happy Life with the Commander

"Lin Qing, where are you?" Mu Li frowned tightly on the phone.

Lin Qing faintly heard Mu Li's voice, but still couldn't understand.

"What did you say?" Lin Qing asked again, and the scene in front of her suddenly made her worried.

The tall man seemed to have the upper hand and punched Chen Qudong.

Lin Qing took a breath and didn't notice what Mu Li said on the phone.

"The task is delayed, and I may have to wait a few more days before going home." Mu Li said, sounding anxious.

This sentence was finally clearer, but Lin Qing was worried about the senior at this moment.

"Really? Okay." She answered Mu Li absently.

Mu Li was annoyed: "Lin Qing, are you listening!"

Lin Qing's eyes turned with the two fighting.

At this time, someone finally stepped forward to persuade the security of the bar.

Those people managed to separate Chen Qudong from the tall man, and Lin Qing saw that the senior's forehead was injured.

"Well, there's something else on my side, I'll call you back later!" Lin Qing hung up the phone without waiting for Mu Li to speak again, shoved the phone into his bag, grabbed the bag and ran to Chen Qudong.

Because this kind of thing is not uncommon in a bar, both sides resolved it privately.

Lin Qing carefully supported Chen Qudong and examined the wound on his forehead carefully.

bleeding.

Chen Qudong's brows frowned and his arms moved slightly awkwardly.

Lin Qing looked down, and there was a long mouth on her arm.

It was scratched by a broken wine bottle just now.

Lin Qing quickly let go of her hand.

There was some blood on her palms.

"Senior, go to the hospital now." Lin Qing said rarely.

Chen Qudong spoke well.

When the taxi they took stopped at the entrance of the central hospital, Lin Qing's Yu Guang swept aside and an ambulance stopped.

Probably a severely ill patient. Lin Qing thought so, and helped Chen Qudong walk into the hospital.

Lin Qing is not very used to staying in the hospital. Chen Qudong knows this, so now Lin Qingken is with him, he feels very contented.

Looking at Lin Qing's anxious expression, Chen Qudong could not help reaching out and rubbing her hair.

"Don't worry, it's just a small injury, just bandage it."

Lin Qing hid Chen Qudong's hand a bit uncomfortably, set him aside and went to the nurse.

After registration, the nurse took them to the wound.

In addition to what Chen Qudong had just discovered, Chen Qudong had one or two wounds on his body.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt." Chen Qudong relieved to see Lin Qing still worried.

Lin Qing nodded slowly.

"Let's make it! Please make it!"

A sharp female voice came from the hall, which caught Lin Qing's attention.

She remembered the ambulance she saw at the door just now, and somehow panicked, so she turned back almost conditionedly, looking at the hall to find the source of the sound.

I saw a few nurses and one or two doctors pushing a patient transporter towards us in a hurry.

Then listen to one of the doctors: "Emergency treatment first!"

"Yes!" Two or three nurses responded in unison, and brought the patient to Lin Qing's side.

"How's it going?" The bandaging nurse spoke quickly.

"There were three major injuries and five minor injuries." The nurse then pointed out the wounds one by one.

Another nurse set about disinfecting the wound.

Lin Qing's gaze fell on the man who was bandaged, looked at him, froze, and couldn't even speak for a moment.

The wounds on the man could be clearly seen even when he was standing far away, and the blood stains were stained on his clothes and could be seen everywhere.

"Mu Li?" Ten thousand Lin Qing were uncertain, ten thousand opened their mouths in disbelief.

Her voice was hoarse.

Mu Li, lying on the temporary ambulance bed, heard Lin Qing's voice and turned to look over here.

It really is her.

Mu Li was also stunned, and was about to speak but saw that lying on the bed next to Lin Qing—

Chen Qudong.

The man who had been crushed by Lin Qing had his left arm being bandaged by a nurse, and blood was still left on his sleeve.

Mu Li's pupils closed, staring at Lin Qing tightly, his throat moving: "How are you with him?"

Lin Qing couldn't explain, almost rushing to Mu Li's bed, his voice trembling slightly: "You and you were injured? Where was it? Seriously? How was it hurt?"

This series of tense questions made the little nurse beside him laugh silently.

Except for the little nurse who was bandaging, other little nurses stepped aside and silently made room for the little couple.

And the little nurse who did the wound treatment has long acquired the ability to ignore things outside the window, and only concentrate on his own work.

Mu Li said in a flat tone: "I just got a little bit injured during training."

After speaking, he took another look at Lin Qing, and grabbed Lin Qing's wrist with the uninjured hand: "You haven't answered my question, why are you with Chen Qudong?"

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Lin Qing's eyes were a little flushed, and he saw several wounds on Mu Li's body and bit his lips.

"I happened to meet the senior. He later came to the hospital because I was injured."

"That's it?" Mu Li didn't believe it.

Lin Qing nodded her head firmly, an expression that I was telling the truth.

Mu Li wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Lin Qing. She raised her cheeks bitterly: "You are injured, why don't you tell me?"

Mu Li was silent.

"I called you before to tell you."

Is that so?

Thinking of her performance when answering the phone, Lin Qing was guilty, and her little hand rubbed a few times in his palm.

"I was wrong, don't you get angry, okay?" She said coquettishly.

This soft voice made Mu Li's breath almost disappeared.

But he remained stern: "Do you think I can easily forgive you?"

Lin Qing crooked her head and was very tangled, she also felt: "Can't"

Mu Li bent an radian in his heart.

"I'm done here, let Doctor Zhang come and see for a while." The little nurse who treated the wound then said to the nurse next to him, and walked away with interest.

Lin Qing was still holding Mu Li's hand, and was a little uneasy: "So many wounds, it must hurt, right?"

Mu Li made a painful expression: "Of course."

He said, not forgetting to use his injured hand to cover the wound on the waist that had just been treated briefly.

Although Mu Li's expression was too false, Lin Qing looked at the wound on his waist with a worried look.

Seems really serious.

"What should I do then?" Lin Qing looked at a loss, but did not dare to reach out and touch it.

Mu Li looked at her and knew she was too nervous, so she comforted: "Fool, don't worry too much."

Lin Qing bit her lip and shook her head: "It's obviously worrying, and it's not worrying."

Mu Li's heart brushed with something soft.

The atmosphere was just right, but a voice beside them interrupted them: "Lin Qing, my wound has been treated."

Chen Qudong got up from the hospital bed and said to Lin Qing.

Lin Qing then remembered that Chen Qudong was still there, and he wanted to answer, but Mu Li pressed the hand that he wanted to release tightly.

The words were also preempted by Mu Li: "Since Mr. Chen's wound has been treated, please go back and take a good rest."

Chen Qudong's gaze remained on Lin Qing: "Then I will leave first."

His eyes glanced from the hands held by Lin Qing and Mu Li, a little awkward and sad.

Lin Qing was afraid of Mu Li's anger, so she only said a word and said nothing.

At this time, the doctor came to look at Mu Li's injury, and frowned at the sight of Mu Li: "How do you make yourself like this again?"

Mu Li shrugged: "You just have to heal."

After an hour or two, Mu Li's entire small and large wounds were treated, either with gauze or bandages.

Lin Qing followed closely, guarding him in the ward.

Because of the severe wounds on the waist and back, Mu Li, who was bandaged, did not wear a shirt.

After all, those bandages had packed him tight enough.

Lin Qing kept walking, for fear that he felt uncomfortable.

There was no footsteps from doctors or nurses in the quiet hallway of the hospital for a long time.

Lin Qing looked at Mu Li's bandage for a long time.

Until Mu Li picked her chin with her finger: "Stay sleepy?"

Lin Qing shook her head: "No sleepy. Do you want something to eat? Or is it uncomfortable to lie down so I can change your position?"

Mu Li smiled and rubbed her head: "Don't be so nervous, you should have seen it just now, the doctors here are very familiar with me, and it is not one or two times for me to treat the wounds, which I already take . "

Lin Qing put her mouth shut and blamed: "How can you take injuries as a habit? This is not possible, you must be careful and careful in the future, otherwise I will"

Before he finished speaking, Mu Li raised his eyebrows and asked, "Otherwise, how about you?"

Lin Qing put a punishment on his shoulder: "Otherwise, I will punish you."

Mu Li took home the opportunity to take Lin Qing down and dragged her into her arms. When she was angry, she looked like an angry little lion and was very cute.

So she kissed her lips.

"How to punish?" He raised his eyebrows slightly and stroked his palm on her cheek.

Lin Qing felt that he didn't take his words seriously, and let go of his hand: "I haven't figured it out yet, but you must not escape."

Mu Li looked forward to expecting: "I must not escape. You have to talk."

He said a little bit of Lin Qing's nose.

Lin Qing's heart moved slightly, and he learned the movement of raising his chin, covering his lips with a sense of teasing.

Mu Li was a little unexpected, now she happily held her back.

Lin Qing rolled around on his lips a few times, allowing Mu Li to cater to her movements, and pierced his tongue.

They are intertwined and inseparable.

Just when Mu Li was kissing her hot lips, she wanted to be a guest, but Lin Qing suddenly sucked his lower lip and bit a bit on it.

There was a **** smell flowing from his lips.