Chapter 16 Chapter 16 Coaxing the Child

In fact, Chen Luan has never been anyone's brother.

All the kids in the base called him Instructor Chen, and only a few who were closer to him called him Brother Luan.

Don't be fooled by his usual smiling and easy-going appearance. In fact, he never shows mercy during training. He is a well-known smiling tiger in the base. He is best at putting on a bright and beautiful smile and then severely injuring the trainees, leaving no room for negotiation.

Although everyone knew rationally that Chen Luan wanted the children to live longer on the battlefield, it did not prevent anyone from acting like a spoiled child to Chen Luan like this.

So at this moment, the feeling of being hugged and acted like a spoiled child by a soft, warm, and beautiful child made Chen Luan, who had never been a brother, feel a little overwhelmed for a moment.

My heart seems to be a little soft and in the clouds.

He lowered his eyes and patted Jiang Xun's shoulder: "Hey, don't act like a spoiled child. Just bear with it for a moment? We'll be at the hospital soon."

His voice unconsciously softened a little.

The young man in his arms rubbed his forehead against Chen Luan's neck and nodded vaguely: "Yeah."

Feeling a little itchy, Chen Luan reluctantly tilted his head back slightly: "Then why don't you go lean on Jiang Ling first? I'll get you a bottle of water."

"...No." Jiang Xun shook his head and hugged Chen Luan tighter.

Chen Luan was at his wit's end.

The person was still injured and had a fever, he couldn't just push him away.

All I could think of was that the child was confused due to the fever, and he was really scared today, so he looked at Jiang Ling for help.

But he didn't know that when he was still on the second floor and couldn't come down, the reptile took the lead in attacking the young man who was about to approach the door and tore off the other's arm, while Jiang Xun was watching next to him.

Scarlet blood splashed onto Jiang Xun's face. He watched it all, his calm eyes showing no emotion.

Jiang Ling was looking down at his brother.

From an angle that Chen Luan couldn't see, the two brothers looked at each other. Jiang Xun's eyes were clear, and there was no sign of being unconscious at all.

Their eyes met and then separated.

Jiang Ling stood up in rare silence and went to get a bottle of water.

Chen Luan unscrewed the bottle cap and fed Jiang Xun a few sips. Finally, due to excessive physical exertion and mental relaxation, he leaned against the back of the chair and slowly fell asleep uncontrollably.

Seeing that Chen Luan was fast asleep, Jiang Xun quietly climbed out of Chen Luan's arms and took off his coat to cover Chen Luan.

When I turned around, I met my brother's provocative eyes.

"Stop pretending?" Jiang Ling crossed her arms and looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Is it fun?"

Jiang Xun put his injured leg on the stool, found a comfortable position to sit down, looked into Jiang Ling's eyes and smiled: "Why, are you jealous?"

"What are you jealous of? Are you jealous of your thick skin? Or are you jealous of you having a lame leg?" Jiang Ling sneered, snatched back the water he had just given to Jiang Xun, and drank it all in one gulp.

It seemed as if this could suppress the sudden restlessness rising in his chest.

"Do you feel..." Jiang Xun's gaze fell back on Chen Luan. The mole on the side of his neck was so red that it was even a little dazzling.

There seemed to be an undercurrent in Jiang Xun's eyes. He paused for a moment and continued, "Chen Luan's changes are a bit too great."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Ling frowned, holding the empty water bottle, and looked up at Jiang Xun.

"It's nothing." Jiang Xun pulled up the coat that had slipped slightly off Chen Luan's body until it covered the mole that made him uneasy.

Then he raised his hand, his fingertips brushing across Chen Luan's delicate eyebrows and eyes, staring at Chen Luan's face: "No matter what, he is our...brother."

Finally, Jiang Xun looked up and looked into Jiang Ling's eyes: "Isn't it?"

The moment their eyes met, it seemed as if invisible sparks burst out between the two people.

Jiang Ling squeezed his fingers hard, squashed the bottle in his hand, and casually threw it into the trash can in the corner. He smiled at his brother and said, "You're right. No matter what, he is our brother."

He emphasized the word "we" very strongly, as if to emphasize something.

Jiang Xun looked into Jiang Ling's eyes, and Jiang Ling was not willing to be outdone.

For the first time, there was a faint smell of gunpowder between the twin brothers who grew up together and were almost inseparable.

After a moment, the two seemed to have reached some unspeakable understanding and looked away at the same time.

Silence all the way.

They soon arrived at the hospital. Chen Luan woke up just as the car was about to park. He was still a little confused with his messy hair tilted up. "Huh? Huh? How did I fall asleep? We're already at the hospital? Why didn't anyone call me?"

He wanted to stand up and stretch his stiff body, but when he moved, he found that he was covered with a coat.

It looks like Jiang Xun's.

Because Jiang Ling's coats are usually somewhat wrinkled, not so smooth.

"Because you look tired." Jiang Xun leaned against him and naturally took back his coat and put it on. Chen Luan's body temperature still remained on it. "I want you to rest for a while."

"It's not right for an injured younger brother to take care of his older brother."

Chen Luan slowly got up and stretched, then got out of the car, holding out his hand and waiting for Jiang Xun.

But what surprised Chen Luan was that Jiang Xun did not stick to his back again. Instead, he stood on tiptoe, holding Jiang Ling's arm, and jumped out of the car on one leg.

"? What's wrong, Jiang Xun?" Chen Luan was a little confused: "Can you do it?"

"You're still injured too." Jiang Xun's eyes fell on the forearm that Chen Luan had only casually treated. He grabbed Jiang Ling's shoulders and jumped onto his brother's back: "Jiang Ling, just carry me."

Although the slight scratch on his forearm was almost equivalent to no injury to Chen Luan, he remembered that Jiang Ling was still alive and kicking this time, so he nodded: "That's fine."

That's right...

Chen Luan actually felt a little uncomfortable when his younger brother, who had just been very dependent on him, suddenly became independent again.

But he quickly put the almost imperceptible feeling behind him.

The medical staff rushed over to rescue the unconscious and seriously injured patients, while Chen Luan and the other two could only walk to the emergency room on their own.

The emergency room was in chaos at this time.

The screams of the wounded, the cries of their families, and the busy work of the medical staff all mixed together, and for the time being no one paid attention to Jiang Xun, who only had a leg injury.

The families of children whose lives had failed to be saved were already crying and making a fuss, and the scene was in chaos.

Chen Luan frowned and looked for a long time, then simply ran to buy a first aid kit and took Jiang Xun and Jiang Ling to find an empty treatment room to sit down.

After closing the door and drawing the curtain, Chen Luan turned around and opened the first aid kit: "Take off your pants."

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There was a silence.

Chen Luan washed his hands carefully, put on sterile gloves, turned around, looked at the two silent brothers, and raised his eyelids in amusement: "What are you doing? Are you shy?"

As he spoke, he leaned over and pretended to do it himself: "Why, do you want your brother to help you take off your pants?"

"...No need!" Jiang Xun immediately stepped back, holding Jiang Ling's shoulders, and took off his outer pants with Jiang Ling's help: "I can do it myself."

The boy's legs were straight and slender, and he was wearing only a pair of black cotton shorts on his lower body.

Jiang Xun paused for a moment, and finally covered it with his pants, covering his shorts, leaving only a seven or eight centimeter long scratch across his thigh, which was gaping.

Chen Luan had treated all kinds of wounds before.

One's own, others', fatal, non-fatal...

So when faced with the wound on Jiang Xun's leg, which only looked a bit terrible but actually did not cause any serious bone damage, he still handled it with ease.

The wound needed to be cleaned, disinfected and sutured. Chen Luan took out a palm-sized ball from his pocket like a magic trick and stuffed it into Jiang Xun's hand.

"It might hurt a little later. If it hurts, just pinch it."

Jiang Xun looked at the orange plush toy with a crying face on it in his hand and was silent for a moment: "Are you coaxing a child?"

"Aren't you just a child?" Chen Luan picked up a small piece of blood-stained cloth and cleaned the wound, laughing: "You little brat who has to go to the pediatric department when you are sick."

"I'm not—hiss!" Jiang Xun was halfway through his words when a pain made him subconsciously clench the dumpling in his hand.

"Jigu~~"

Tuanzi immediately let out a cute chirping sound.

Jiang Xun: “………………”

Jiang Ling, who was standing next to him, almost immediately burst into laughter: "Hahahahaha what the hell! Chen Luan, where on earth did you get this thing from?"

Chen Luan applied an anesthetic patch to Jiang Xun and was about to suture him. Without looking up, he replied, "I bought one when I passed by the pediatric department. How is it? Isn't it cute?"

Jiang Ling slapped his thigh and fell over laughing, poking his brother with his elbow: "Cute, so cute, hahahahaha!! Bro, isn't it cute? Say something, bro."

Jiang Xun held the fluffy ball in his hand, pursed his lips, and his ears gradually turned slightly red.

...I want to curse, and even more so, I want to hit my brother.

After their wounds were treated, the three people did not stay in the hospital for long. The emergency room was too busy and chaotic at the time, with wounded people everywhere, and they could not take care of them.

Chen Luan only had a minor skin wound on his arm. He applied some medicine and didn't even need stitches.

A few people called a driver to take them back to Jiang's house.

Jiang Xun was still running a fever, so Jiang Ling called Dr. He over to give him a fever-reducing injection and anti-inflammatory medicine.

"Where was this wound treated?"

Doctor He came and checked the injury on Jiang Xun's leg, sighing in surprise.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Jiang Ling looked for a long time but couldn't see anything wrong.

"No, I mean, this wound is stitched beautifully. Without seven or eight years of experience, you can't sew something this beautiful."

"What are you looking at me for?" Chen Luan had just cleaned up and grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl when he went upstairs. He saw three pairs of eyes staring at him from Jiang Xun and Jiang Ling's room. "Oh, are you talking about the suture?"

"These things are all taught in battlefield first aid classes at military academies. I'm good at sewing, of course, because... I have a good talent."

Chen Luan, who had just taken a hot bath and was completely relaxed, slowly lay down on the sofa, half-opened his eyes and raised his hand casually: "Apple, do you want to eat it?"

Jiang Ling looked at Chen Luan, whose pajamas were not buttoned properly, revealing a large area of ​​skin on his chest, and felt a little thirsty, so he reached out and said, "Eat."

Who knew Chen Luan would pull his hand away and bite into the apple with a snap, then he smiled at him with his head resting on his arm and his eyes curved: "You want to eat it? Go downstairs and get it yourself."

"...Chen Luan, you are childish."

"I was kidding." Chen Luan turned around and took out another intact apple: "Actually, I have another one. Here you go."

"......?" I don't want to eat anymore! Jiang Ling slammed the door and ran away angrily like a cat with its fur standing on end.

"Tsk, so easy to tease." Chen Luan spread his hands.

"Well, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first." Doctor He packed up his medicine box. "If the fever hasn't subsided by tomorrow morning, call me again. The wound has been treated well, just be careful not to get it wet."

"Okay. Thank you for your hard work." Chen Luan saw Doctor He off. After a moment's thought, he simply stuffed the apple into Doctor He's hand and said, "Have an apple on the way. I wish you... uh, a safe journey?"

"..." Doctor He pinched the apple, feeling a bit amused and helpless, but finally accepted it: "Thank you."

After seeing the people off, Chen Luan staggered back to the second floor to rest, but when he reached the room, Jiang Xun called him.

"elder brother."

The young man, whose face was still a little pale, was leaning against the bed with a thin blanket covering his legs. His thick eyelashes like crow feathers drooped, making him look like a delicate and fragile glass doll.

"Jiang Ling is not here, and I... am not very mobile. Could you please take me to the bathroom? I want to wash myself."

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