Chapter 1209: You want to like me, like a little longer 161

Chapter 1209, you want to like me, like a little longer 161
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When I returned to the military camp, the young people were frosty and cold, and they were very cold. I wanted to go to see Wen Jian quickly, but I was afraid that the chill on my body would spread to him. After all, Wen Jian was still sick, so Qingxian first went to change clothes and put on a fluffy black wool cap. He was going to look for Wenjian, but in the past, he heard the subordinates remind him that it was gentle and going to the house. It is.
Heqing listened, and frowned slightly, but still went to the house to find Wen Jian.
Wen Jian, this person is obviously injured in the body, especially the back is still so heavy, but this time it is standing straight and standing in the kitchen, it seems to be pointing at what the chef is doing, I feel that I have not More painful.
Qingzhi even wrinkled her eyebrows and couldn't help but walked over. As a result, she saw that the big table was full of the food she loved. The childishness was awkward and her heart was not a taste.
This person, this person is still sick and injured, he really knows what is important...
Wen Jian seems to feel that he is being watched behind him. He turned over and harder and harder. He saw that Qing has changed a clean new clothes and returned. Then I said very clearly to the child, "You are young, help me go back."
The tone of speech is still somewhat weak.
Qingchun wants to be angry, but he can only look at him, but in the end he still goes up and helps him to go out together.
After going out, he did not forget to let him put on the cap of the cloak, and whispered, "Why are you running out? The people in the house will cook for me..."
"Then you are so hard in town, I want you to eat better."
Qing Zhigang just wanted to refute him, but Wen Jian gently reached out and touched the wool cap on her head. "Childly, is the city still okay?"
Qingzhi was touched by him and suddenly had no temper. He gently said "Hm". "According to the plan you gave, the city has slowly stabilized. Just waiting for the blizzard to pass..."
Qing Qiao looked up and looked at the white cloud, and felt a little emotion in his heart. He didn’t know when the blizzard had to go down...
However, Wen Jian gave her the answer: "The wind teacher has already sent me a reply. The blizzard will stop in these two days. Don't worry, it is good to do a good job of calming the people in these days."
Qing child gently nodded and gave him a voice, and helped him back to the bed in the camp. When he lay down, Wen Jian was obviously hurt, and the pain was so up, his lips were slightly white, but he still had to die. I don't want to call out.
Qingzhi couldn't help but glance at his face. "Does it hurt?"
When Wen Jian was seen through her, she did not intend to endure it. She said with a low voice, "a little bit."
"You are looking for it."
But when he said that he was returning to him, he still distressedly took the ointment and gauze that the former military doctor had given her, and let the bottom person put in a basin of clear water and wanted to personally give Wen Jian a dressing.
Wen Jian knows that she has been busy for a day since she came back from the city. She didn't want to be too tired of her. She whispered, "Hey, let the next person give me a dressing change."
The childish movement paused a little, and lifted his throat and glanced at him: "Do you want other girls to look at your body?"
(End of this chapter)