Chapter 248 Qingqing, my legs hurt

After the chief learned about the attack from Song Yiyuan, his face flushed with anger.

These enemy spies from Country R really don't take China seriously and attacked their soldiers right next to the troops.

He gritted his teeth and said to Sun Hualong, "Captain Sun, send a car first and take the living enemy spy to the interrogation area. I will interrogate him all night long."

"Got it." Sun Hualong saluted and turned around to make arrangements.

"Put the living enemy spies in the car behind. Go back with one car while the other cleans up the scene."

The soldiers received the order and immediately adjusted themselves in an orderly manner.

They had to clean up the scene and pick up all the bullets and other things. It was a little difficult to find them in the dark and it would take some time, so Sun Hualong asked the car behind to go back first.

The commander took a look at the scene, turned to Song Yiyuan and said, "You two come back with me to the unit, and Team Leader Song will also go back to get bandaged."

Song Yiyuan nodded and took Lin Qingqing's arm and walked towards the leader's car.

Dong Dayong ran out in a hurry to start the car...then, a figure rushed out faster than him.

When he ran to the front of the car, Jiang Haixia had already sat in the driver's seat.

"I'll drive it." Jiang Haixia said coldly.

Dong Dayong: “…”

The commander came over and waved his hand: "Dayong, you and Captain Sun take the car back to the unit and come find me in the interrogation room later."

He opened the passenger seat and got in.

Dong Dayong saluted and ran towards the military truck behind.

Although Song Yiyuan had an injury on his leg, he still walked very fast.

He pulled Lin Qingqing to the side of the car, opened the back door and let Lin Qingqing get in first, and then he got in himself.

After everyone got in the car and sat down, Jiang Haixia turned the car around, stepped on the accelerator and headed towards the troops.

The car drove for nearly half an hour before arriving at a roadblock in front of the military gate. Even though the commander was sitting in the passenger seat, the soldier on guard still checked the car before letting it go.

"I don't need to bandage it anymore. I've used some hemostatic powder."

Song Yiyuan said after joining the army.

He didn't want to go to the clinic anymore. He wanted to go back and clean up by himself. This injury was really a minor one for him.

"Let me see."

Lin Qingqing pulled open her torn pants and saw that the bleeding had stopped, but the wound was too deep.

"It still needs to be sutured. It's easy to get pus in hot weather."

"Okay, okay." Seeing that Lin Qingqing cared about him, Song Yiyuan immediately changed his tone.

Leader: “…”

This is a henpecked man. It seems that Xiao Lin has already got Team Leader Song under his control. He smiled with relief.

Two minutes later, the car stopped in front of the clinic, and Lin Qingqing and Song Yiyuan got out together to bandage the wound.

Song Yiyuan had a leg injury and was not fit to walk back to the compound for more than ten minutes, so Jiang Haixia was waiting at the door to take him back.

The chief walked to the interrogation room on his own.

Before he unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car, he turned to Jiang Haixia and asked, "Did you show your officer ID when you followed Captain Sun out of the car just now?"

Jiang Haixia's position in the army was a cultural worker, so Captain Sun definitely didn't just agree to take her with him just by talking.

"Yeah." Jiang Haixia shrugged her nose.

"Forget it, I'll handle this matter for you. Remember that you owe me a favor." The leader said with a smile and got out of the car.

Jiang Haixia: “…”

More than ten minutes later, Lin Qingqing helped Song Yiyuan out.

Song Yiyuan's leg seemed to be broken, and he dragged himself along, putting his arm on Lin Qingqing's shoulder for support.

Jiang Haixia knew at a glance that Song Yiyuan was pretending.

Humph~ All men are bad.

She got out of the car and opened the passenger door and the back door.

"Team Leader Song is so badly injured it's hard to move him. He should sit in the back seat, closer to the outside, so it won't hurt your wound."

She pulled Lin Qingqing from under Song Yiyu's shoulder, pushed her into the passenger seat, and closed the door.

Song Yiyuan glanced at Jiang Haixia with a cold look in his eyes.

Jiang Haixia thought to herself, isn't this what she is best at?

She turned around and looked straight into Song Yiyuan's eyes, which were as cold as they could be.

The two of them exchanged glances in the air for more than ten seconds...

"It's almost eight o'clock, what are you still dawdling about?"

After Lin Qingqing's urging, the two stopped fighting.

One sat in the driver's seat and the other sat in the back seat.

Jiang Haixia wins the first round.

The car quickly drove to the military compound and stopped in front of Lin Qingqing's house.

Lin Qingqing got out of the car and saw that Song Yiyuan hadn't gotten out of the back seat yet. She opened the door and asked, "What's wrong?"

"My legs hurt." He frowned slightly, looking like he was enduring it.

Lin Qingqing had a face full of question marks???

I just had my wound stitched at the clinic, and they didn’t even need local anesthesia. Now you say it hurts?

Thinking of how he asked her to lend him a hand today on Green Mountain, she bent down.

"Then hold on to my shoulders and come out."

With a smile on his face, Song Yiyuan put his right arm on Lin Qingqing's shoulder, pressed the front seat with his left hand, exerted force on his feet, and got out from the back seat.

After getting out of the car, he waved his left hand and closed the door.

She smiled at Jiang Haixia, whose face was a little dark, standing by the car: "Thank you, Comrade Jiang."

Lin Qingqing asked Song Yiyuan to hold the roof of the car, and she took out the key from her bag to open the gate. She turned around to help Song Yiyuan, looked up and said to Jiang Haixia, "It's late, you should go back and rest."

After saying that, he helped Song Yiyuan into the yard.

In the second round, Song Yiyuan won.

Lin Qingqing helped Song Yiyuan into the living room and sat him down on the bench, then poured him a glass of water and placed it on the table.

"Take a rest. I'll boil some water to wash your wound."

Song Yiyuan grabbed Lin Qingqing, who turned around and said, "I'm not in so much pain now. You should rest for a while. I'll boil some water later."

He could pretend that his legs hurt, but he couldn't bear to let Lin Qingqing work hard for him.

He exerted force on his hands and pulled Lin Qingqing to sit next to him.

His arms naturally wrapped around Lin Qingqing's waist, and his head rested on Lin Qingqing's shoulder.

"Qingqing, I'm tired."

Lin Qingqing: "I'm so dirty."

She got out of the car, lingered on the ground, and then sat on the ground.

Now her hair is messy and her skirt is dirty.

Song Yiyuan tightened his arms: "I'm dirty too, my legs are covered in blood."

When mentioning this, Lin Qingqing thought of the small pool of blood on the ground where he was half-kneeling behind the car.

Just let him hug me.