Chapter 117 You're Welcome

Of course, the general can only think about these words in his heart.

No matter how angry or aggrieved he was, as soon as there was any noise from outside, the active dragon tail would be retracted instantly, and he would not dare to take off the black iron gauntlet for even a moment.

The moon was full tonight, and Chen Ting sat alone in the tent. Because he had to be alert to military intelligence all the time, he could not take the anesthetic pills. He felt a nameless anger running through his body, and he felt like he was being roasted on a fire, and he was very restless and uneasy.

In the past, he always soaked in the glacier. Logically speaking, it was autumn now and the river water was cold, which was a good time to relieve the symptoms, but he just didn't want to go today.

I didn't know why I was being stubborn or pretentious. I felt uncomfortable when I couldn't hear my wife's voice. I just wanted to sit in the room alone and be angry.

The man waited stubbornly, until the anger in his heart could no longer be extinguished and his body felt as if it was burning in flames, until the moon rose above the treetops and the few wolfhounds on guard outside the military camp stopped barking, but he still did not receive a call from his lady.

Feeling disappointed, Chen Ting also knew that if he didn't find a way to ease the situation, his brain would really get burned. So he had no choice but to go to a river not far from the military camp with a knife in hand as he did in the past.

At this moment, all the senses of the body have been mobilized to the best state. Everything he hears, sees and smells is extremely sensitive. When he took off all his clothes except his underwear, Chen Ting went into the water.

It is no exaggeration to say that the moment his body entered the water, he heard a "hiss" sound when water and fire collided.

The coolness of the river water finally pulled the general back from his irrational state. When he scooped up some water and tried to splash it on himself to wake himself up, he suddenly heard a familiar voice beside his ears: "Husband, are you there?"

The person on the other end lowered his voice deliberately, as if he was afraid of disturbing him.

Chen Ting's heart, which had finally calmed down, could not help but get hot again. Suppressing the excitement in his heart, the general replied calmly: "Yes, ma'am."

Shen Wangshu was a little surprised to hear his answer, and then he chuckled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, husband. I was too busy these two days and didn't call you."

When Chen Ting heard these three strange words from her mouth for the first time, he didn't understand what they meant. Later, he found out that the lady called the process of their special communication method "making a phone call", even though they didn't do the "making a phone call" and there was no one around to call them.

But whatever the lady says is what it is.

The young lady's apology was light and gentle, like a feather lightly landing on the tip of his heart. Even though he was so anxious that he was furious just now, Chen Ting didn't dare to get angry again, for fear of accidentally burning this fragile little feather.

The man spoke in a deep voice, very mature, steady and tolerant: "If it's not urgent, Madam, you don't have to call. I'm also... very busy here."

Shen Wangshu was relieved and explained to him in a soft voice: "I have been busy dealing with the epidemic in the city these days. The antidote developed by my senior brother and I is very effective. I believe that it won't be long before the epidemic will be over."

"Madam, you are so great. You have worked so hard. Don't just focus on taking care of the patients, you should also take care of your own health." The man's voice softened unconsciously. After she said just two simple words, all his anxiety seemed to be suppressed.

Shen Wangshu lay on the Luohan bed and turned over lazily: "The moon is so round tonight, has my husband reached the stage of illness?"

The man stood alone in the river, his inner clothes and long black hair were all wet, sticking to his muscular chest in a winding manner. His handsome young face was a little pale, but his cheeks were abnormally flushed.

When he heard her ask this, his Adam's apple rolled and after a long while, he managed to squeeze out a hoarse and aggrieved "hmm".

"I am a little uncomfortable, but I have taken care of it. Madam, don't worry. I have been able to get through it safely by myself in the past."

Shen Wangshu had already figured out this man's pattern of saying one thing and thinking another. When he heard him say this, he didn't think that he was really fine - he had promised him before, and he must have remembered it in his heart. He came so late tonight, and this man might have been secretly angry.

"I miss my husband very much. If I hadn't finished my work just now, I would have contacted you earlier." Shen Wangshu said very sincerely.

"Where are you now? Is it safe around you?" She asked with concern, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Every ending syllable of the young lady's words was gentle and playful, like little hooks scratching his heart, causing the anger that he had suppressed with great difficulty to rise again.

The human hands under the black iron gauntlets have turned into monster claws. Black scales keep crawling up the skin, but are suppressed and unwilling to disappear. They appear and disappear repeatedly with the rise and fall of breathing, looking extremely weird.

Chen Ting said softly: "Yeah."

"I feel bad. I want to see my wife. I want to go back home and hug my wife."

It sounds like a really honest little thing.

Shen Wangshu's maternal love overflowed: "After the war, your husband can come back... Can I accompany you to the battlefield in the future? I know medicine and I am not afraid of hardship. When I get there, I can be a military doctor and accompany you through every period of illness. I can help my husband and will not drag you down."

"But I don't want you to be in danger, even for a fraction of a second." Chen Ting was very tempted, but after a moment's hesitation he refused: "Just wait for me at home, Madam."

His refusal was both expected and unexpected. Shen Wangshu turned over again, and the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other was heard on the other end.

Chen Ting immediately imagined what his wife looked like at the moment. If she was the only one on the couch, she should be in a very relaxed posture. After autumn, the nights became cooler, and she would no longer sleep in just a tight dress. Perhaps she was lying on her back with a thin quilt covering her belly button - his wife's obsession was to cover her belly button before sleeping no matter how hot it was. This little habit was so cute that he couldn't sleep for a while.

"How long are you going to stay in the river?" Shen Wangshu asked in a low voice: "It seems to be very late, will you be very tired tomorrow?"

Chen Ting said: "In the past three days, my health and energy have been different from ordinary people, even better than usual, and it will not affect the march and combat."

"That's really amazing." Shen Wangshu scratched his face embarrassedly and whispered, "Actually, I just had an idea."

"What?"

"I was wondering, haven't you been particularly restless these past few days? Can you vent your anger in some other way, like tickling the iron ball in the house?"

Someone didn't know what he remembered, he looked down at his hands, blushed and whispered: "It's not very convenient... If there is a chance in the future, please help me, Madam."

Shen Wangshu was suspicious, what was so inconvenient about punching and running? Are you afraid of being seen by others?

Although she didn't understand, she respected Chen Ting's idea and nodded and agreed readily: "If you need any help, just ask me, don't be polite to me."