Commander Wang came from a rural background and had risked his life in the hail of bullets. He carried a rough and tough spirit that gave Director Lin of the logistics department a big fright.
Actually, this isn't the first time someone has complained about Lin Yao's poor work attitude.
Director Lin immediately patted his chest and said that he would report it to his superiors in the next two days and handle it according to the proper procedures, without any ambiguity.
He also promised to contact experts at the military hospital for Zhu Yingying to have a follow-up examination, in order to try to avoid leaving scars on the woman's legs.
That afternoon, Zhou Qiqi and Deng Cuixiang went to see Zhu Yingying. As soon as they entered, Zhu Yingying told them the news.
Deng Cuixiang laughed happily, and her voice became louder.
"Great! We should get rid of her! Don't let her stay in our military dependents' area. She's a menace! Even a minor scratch can cause problems. If it's an emergency, she could lose her life!"
As he spoke, he moved closer to Zhou Qiqi and patted her shoulder twice.
"Besides, after she leaves, the Xu siblings will have to leave too, so Qiqi won't have to keep avoiding them. It's bad luck to be around such petty people."
"Exactly, what a family of bad luck!"
Zhou Qiqi nodded vigorously, her neckline opening a little wider. Deng Cuixiang, with her sharp eyes, immediately noticed many small red dots on her neck and hurriedly asked.
"Hey, Qiqi, what happened to your neck? Why are there so many red bumps?"
Zhu Yingying also became worried.
"I have some ointment here. Did you bump or hurt yourself? I'll get it for you!"
"fine..."
Zhou Qiqi instinctively covered her neck with her hands, her cheeks instantly flushing red, her eyes darting around.
"Maybe...maybe I got bitten by mosquitoes while I was sleeping at night..."
"mosquito?"
Deng Cuixiang leaned closer suspiciously, "Where did all these mosquitoes come from in the middle of autumn? And they're biting... in such a regular pattern?"
She stared at the bright red marks, the locations of which were somewhat indescribable, and then looked at Zhou Qiqi, who was so embarrassed that she wanted to bury her face in her collar.
A sudden thought flashed through her mind: Zhou Qiqi had asked her for that thing last night.
"oh--"
Deng Cuixiang drew out her words, then suddenly realized, a mischievous yet knowing smile instantly spreading across her face. Her eyes swept over Zhou Qiqi's flushed face, and she slapped her thigh, immediately changing the subject.
"Hey, I just remembered, the mosquitoes in autumn are really vicious, they only bite those with delicate skin! Yingying, your ointment is good, but the mosquitoes that bite Qiqi are big, it might not work!"
Zhu Yingying didn't react at first and was worriedly about asking "how big is the mosquito?", but her eyes fell on Deng Cuixiang's meaningful smile.
Having been through it herself, she understood instantly!
"Yes, yes, this ointment is for abrasions, not for big mosquito bites..."
Zhu Yingying's face also flushed slightly. She then pursed her lips, trying to suppress the smile on her face, and her gaze towards Zhou Qiqi immediately became exactly the same as Deng Cuixiang's.
She even coughed lightly twice and picked up her teacup to take a sip as a cover-up.
But her curved eyebrows and slightly swaying shoulders completely betrayed her thoughts.
Deng Cuixiang was still adding firewood there.
"I just don't know how long the mosquitoes have been biting. Two hours? They didn't give me a definite answer last time either, it's driving me crazy with curiosity..."
Zhu Yingying was somewhat surprised, "Two hours? How can anyone stand that? No wonder you've been urging Qiqi to exercise!"
Two probing gazes, like searchlights, fell upon Zhou Qiqi, making her feel as if she were about to burst into flames.
Who says the older generation is conservative? This is incredibly open-minded!
This topic is so outrageous that even a modern person like her can hardly handle it!
"Um... um, I suddenly remembered that there's still some white fungus soup I'm making for Zhouzhou sitting on the stove! I need to go check the fire!"
She stood up abruptly, not daring to raise her head, and said, "I'm going back now," before rushing back to her own courtyard as if fleeing, leaving behind the two girls' barely suppressed laughter.
She ran home, closed the door, and pressed her back against it, quickly pulling her collar tighter.
She covered her face and sighed repeatedly, feeling utterly humiliated in front of Sister Cuixiang and Yingying.
In the evening, after taking a shower, I prepared to go to bed.
Zhou Qiqi felt so weak that she felt like she had no bones, especially her waist and legs. She still hadn't recovered from the exertion she had endured last night.
She leaned listlessly against the headboard, too lazy to even lift her eyelids.
Shen Huaichuan came in with safflower oil and helped her apply some more safflower oil to her sprained ankle from yesterday.
Before applying it, he deliberately poured some into his palm and rubbed it to warm the medicated oil before starting.
His palms were broad and warm, with a thin layer of calluses on his fingertips. He pressed the bones around his ankle with just the right amount of pressure, making circular kneading motions.
With that pinch, not only did the lingering swelling in my ankle disappear, but it also felt like a warm sensation was rising up along my muscles, which was very soothing.
"Hmm..."
Zhou Qiqi couldn't help but let out a soft hum, her whole body unconsciously relaxing, and she squinted her eyes like a kitten whose fur had been stroked.
Shen Huaichuan glanced at her, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes, but his hands didn't stop moving.
After massaging her ankle, his warm, large hands moved up her slender calves, steadily massaging her tense calf muscles.
It relieves the fatigue from walking for a long time and... last night.
His fingers were strong, and his pressure points were precise. The soreness and distension were relieved, replaced by an indescribable tingling and comfort.
Zhou Qiqi curled up her toes in comfort, letting out soft humming sounds.
The sound was exceptionally clear and ambiguous in the quiet night.
Shen Huaichuan's kneading hands paused slightly, and when he looked up again, his eyes were no longer as clear as before.
Two dark flames seemed to ignite in the depths of his eyes, staring intently at Zhou Qiqi's lazy, unguarded face under the light.
Her nightgown neckline was slightly open due to her relaxed posture, revealing a small patch of delicate skin and an ambiguous red mark that had not yet completely faded.
Those red marks were proof that she belonged to him, while the unmarked areas were like Zhou Qiqi's heart, which had not yet fully accepted him.
Thinking this way, the more I looked at it, the more it bothered me.
He leaned down, his hot breath spraying onto her sensitive neck.
Zhou Qiqi was startled by the sudden intimacy, her eyelashes fluttering. Just as she was about to open her eyes, a hot kiss, with an irresistible force, pressed against the spot on her neck where there was no mark.
"Hiss... Shen Huaichuan!"
Zhou Qiqi shuddered, the itchy and numb sensation making her involuntarily shrink her neck. She suddenly remembered being "nibbled" by him last night and being ridiculed by her two sisters during the day, feeling both ashamed and angry.
"Are you a dog? Why are you chewing on things again?"
She angrily reached out and pushed his head, which was buried in the crook of her neck.
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