Chapter 78 The more it hurts, the more I miss this woman.
Sun Xiaomei, who overheard this while mingling in the crowd, felt extremely pleased.
Turning around, she added fuel to the fire in the crowd, shouting, "I knew that woman surnamed Jiang was no good! A vixen! She seduces men by day and poisons them by night! She's utterly ruthless! Sister Liu is such an honest person, and she almost killed her!"
Lin Mengyao, as the attending physician, submitted a formal report to the military region's health department overnight.
However, since it was already late and the main leaders had already left the military region and wouldn't be back for a while, the officer on duty could only tell the emotionally agitated Lin Mengyao and the patient's family to calm down and wait until dawn when the leaders came to work before making a decision.
In the dead of night, the cold wind howled.
Jiang Wanqiu was awakened by the noise outside, and felt a sense of panic, as if something bad was about to happen.
She put on her clothes and was about to open the door to go out and see what was happening when the gate was suddenly slammed open with a loud bang, as if something heavy had hit it. A dark figure stumbled and fell in.
Jiang Wanqiu's heart skipped a beat as she recognized the person lying at the doorway.
It's Zhao Wenchang!
He was covered in blood, his camouflage uniform was ripped in several places, and blood was gushing out, soaking half of his body. Under the cold moonlight, it appeared a terrifying dark red.
"Zhao Wenchang!"
Jiang Wanqiu was genuinely startled.
Without thinking twice, she rushed over and, with all her might, practically dragged and carried the tall man into the house.
A strong smell of blood instantly filled the small room.
To let the smell dissipate, Jiang Wanqiu opened the door a crack, allowing the cold air to circulate.
The bright moon was already hanging high in the night sky.
Bai Weiwei was facing the mirror, carefully smoothing her hair.
She had already found out that Zhao Wenchang was on a short-term reconnaissance mission and would be back in three to five days at most.
She must take advantage of this break to teach this woman a lesson!
She changed into clean clothes, calculated the time, and guessed that Jiang Wanqiu should be asleep by now before setting off to give that vixen a good beating in the dead of night.
But when she tiptoed to the gate of Zhao Wenchang's house, she found that the door was only slightly ajar, and a few dim lights were shining from the bedroom.
It's so late, why aren't you asleep yet?
Bai Weiwei began to have doubts. She quietly pushed the door open a little more and listened carefully.
A suppressed, painful groan came from the bedroom, followed by Jiang Wanqiu's urgent yet soft voice: "Bear with it!"
Bai Weiwei's eyes widened instantly!
A man? There's a man inside!
Her heart was pounding, and she quickly moved to the window, peering through the gap in the curtains, holding her breath.
Under the dim light, a tall, strong man stood with his back to the window, shirtless, while Jiang Wanqiu knelt in front of him, intimately embracing his waist, her hands seemingly... taking off his pants!
Who is that man?!
Because the light was too dim and the man's back was always turned to her, Bai Weiwei couldn't see his face at all.
All she could see was a broad, muscular back with smooth muscle lines, exuding masculine power.
How long has Zhao Wenchang been gone? And Jiang Wanqiu couldn't resist the loneliness and brought a strange man home?! And at Battalion Commander Zhao's house no less!
Bai Weiwei felt a surge of joy rush to her head, and she almost burst out laughing.
This is truly a stroke of luck!
She carefully slipped out and rushed to the homes of several military wives who were known for their gossip that very night, exaggerating the matter and spreading rumors.
The next morning, following the news of "practicing medicine without a license and selling fake drugs, almost killing Liu Cui," an even more explosive piece of news caused a stir in the family compound—
"Have you heard? No sooner had Battalion Commander Zhao left than his fiancée, Jiang Wanqiu, brought another man home for the night!"
"Really?!"
"It's absolutely true! Bai Weiwei saw it with her own eyes! She said it was the middle of the night, and the man was shirtless, and Jiang Wanqiu was hugging him. I don't know what kind of dirty things they were doing!"
The news spread in vivid detail, so offensive it was almost unbearable, as if everyone had witnessed it from under the bed.
...
The woman's scissors slicing away at Zhao Wenchang's training uniform stuck to his wounds made a "snip-snip" sound.
The man's upper body was completely exposed, covered with large and small scratches, abrasions, and bruises, a shocking sight.
The deepest wound was on the outside of my left arm; the wound was bulging and still oozing beads of blood.
"hiss……"
The fabric was ripped, and Zhao Wenchang groaned in pain, a fine layer of cold sweat instantly appearing on his forehead.
But his deep eyes still held a hint of amusement, as he stared intently at the woman in front of him, who was covered in sweat for him.
"How did it come to this?" Jiang Wanqiu's voice trembled, and her eyes were red-rimmed. "Wasn't it just a reconnaissance mission?"
Zhao Wenchang's face was pale from blood loss, but his lips curled up slightly: "We were ambushed on the way back."
His voice was a little hoarse, as if he hadn't had water in a long time.
It's strange, really, those people seemed to know their battle plan and route in advance.
“We… lost two brothers.” He paused here, “I fought desperately to lead the rest of us out.”
Seeing that Jiang Wanqiu's hands were trembling badly, Zhao Wenchang stopped talking.
There are some things this woman just can't bear to hear.
He thought for a moment, then simply changed the subject.
“As soon as I got out of the woods, I ran back.” He looked at her, his face still beaming. “I suddenly missed you so much. The more I hurt, the more I missed you.”
This man!
Jiang Wanqiu felt a pang of sadness and tenderness; the words of anger were on the tip of her tongue, but she couldn't bring herself to say them.
She quickly rummaged through drawers and cabinets, and luckily the man's medicine cabinet contained disinfectant and bandages.
After checking it carefully again, she breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, although the wound was deep, it had not damaged any tendons or bones, so it did not need to be stitched up and could be bandaged for a while.
"You've taken your pants off, are there any injuries on them?" She wouldn't feel at ease until she had examined the man's entire body.
Zhao Wenchang chuckled softly, quite cooperatively.
Fortunately, there were no wounds on her two long, straight legs.
Jiang Wanqiu brought over a basin of hot water, wrung out a towel, and carefully wiped the bloodstains and mud off his body.
She moved very gently, afraid of hurting him.
But that gentle force, falling on the man's firm muscles, felt less like wiping and more like a feather tickling his heart, an itch that reached right to his bones.
Zhao Wenchang's Adam's apple bobbed violently. Just as she brushed against his lower abdomen, he suddenly reached out with his uninjured hand and grabbed her fair wrist.
"Stop fooling around!" Jiang Wanqiu was startled and glared at him reproachfully. "Don't you want your wound to heal? Aren't you afraid of the pain killing you!"
"It hurts." Zhao Wenchang looked at her, his eyes shining darkly. "My whole body aches."
He deliberately lowered his voice, his tone husky and bothersome, and whispered in her ear, "So, you'd better comfort me."
Jiang Wanqiu heard herself swallow.
As soon as he finished speaking, he exerted force with his arm, and Jiang Wanqiu cried out in surprise as he pulled her down onto the bed.
The man tossed the towel into the basin and casually placed it on the cabinet next to him.
With a "click," he pulled the light cord in the room out with his other hand.
In the darkness, the man's burning body covered her, holding her tightly in his arms. A shower of delicate kisses followed.
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