Chapter 15
The murderer was determined to die. Even though one of his hands was firmly grasped by He Yunting and he could not move, he committed suicide in front of everyone in an almost tragic way.
He Yunting loosened his hand, but the other party seemed to feel no pain. He only let out a strange groan when being pierced by the dagger, then lost his strength and fell to the ground.
Blood splattered on He Yunting's dark blue coat and his military boots, which had stepped on Lin Han countless times and been stepped on by Lin Han countless times a few minutes ago.
He Yunting was tall, and Lin Han stood behind him with his back to him, his white dress still spotless.
Lin Han opened his eyes and remained calm.
He turned his head and found that He Yunting was blocking his way, preventing him from seeing the person who fell to the ground.
Lin Han was not that curious, and as the other party's words were still ringing in his ears, he obediently did not stick his head out to look.
The people who witnessed this scene let out trembling and fearful cries, and came closer cautiously, whispering.
"How dare you to assassinate someone in such an occasion..."
"The key target is still the general. What does he want?"
"Fortunately the general acted quickly. He scared me to death."
Wen Tianyao's face turned pale. He first glanced at the man on the ground who was unknown whether dead or alive, then gritted his teeth in anger, turned his face away, still cursing something.
The soldiers following him soon arrived at the scene and began to disperse the crowd.
Lu Anhe, who was waiting to watch his boss's performance, also walked over quickly. Before he could say anything, He Yunting spoke first: "Take Mr. Lin to another place to rest first."
Lu Anhe looked at He Yunting who had just subdued the opponent's right hand with force, and was hesitant to speak.
In the end, he said nothing and smiled politely at Lin Han: "Follow me first."
Lin Han did not miss any details of this moment between the two of them, and couldn't help but look up at He Yunting again.
He couldn't see the other person's expression, he could only see the cold and hard lines of He Yunting's shoulders and his upright posture.
——And the slightly trembling right hand.
"Let's go." Lin Han retracted his gaze and said to Lu Anhe.
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After all, Wen Tianyao had lived a life of luxury, so it was still a little hard for him to accept the scene after witnessing it with his own eyes. But after all, the incident happened in his territory, and He Yunting was invited by him personally, so he could not shirk this responsibility anyway.
He rubbed his stiff hands and walked up to He Yunting with a sullen face.
"General, I'm very sorry." Wen Tianyao's face had not yet recovered. "I didn't expect such an accident to happen. What's more, today is your birthday... The fault is all mine. I don't ask for your forgiveness, General. I'm just glad that you are not injured."
He Yunting retracted his right hand, lowered his eyes and frowned as he looked at the person on the ground: "It's okay."
Perhaps because He Yunting's reaction was too nonchalant, Wen Tianyao became a little anxious: "Admiral, please believe me! I really didn't know it would be like this. It's my fault for being careless..."
To show his determination, Wen Tianyao said, "You can take this person back. I will not interfere with the whole process. You can tell me what the admiral wants me to help investigate."
He Yunting nodded almost imperceptibly.
Seeing that He Yunting had reluctantly let down his guard, Wen Tianyao apologized several times. As the rumors said, he was a prince who was not arrogant and was willing to take responsibility: "General, I will have my people take him to the Imperial Army Hospital now. It's up to you how to deal with him..."
After saying this, he waved his hand, wanting his servants to come and move the people.
"Wait a minute." He Yunting interrupted. Wen Tianyao was curious about what other instructions he had when he saw him approach the man who tried to stab him again and squatted down.
The man looked thin and young, with pretty features. When he closed his eyes, he looked frighteningly weak. No one would have thought that he could sneak in with the intention of assassinating her.
The dagger was deeply embedded in the shirt. The man was unconscious. Only the punctured lung was filled with air and blood. The chest cavity was leaking air, and he was dying, rising and falling in a deformed and strange manner.
He Yunting stretched out his hand, placed the back of his index and middle fingers close to the other person's neck, pushed aside the blood-stained hair, and exposed the other person's neck which was still warm.
There was a scar on the back of the man's neck that had healed long ago, and the scar covered his gland.
——This is an omega.
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Lin Han followed Lu Anhe to another hall to rest. The music from the dance floor next door was still on, and the sound was leaking in through the door.
Lu Anhe was a little nervous: "Mr. Lin, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Lin Han said, "The general didn't let me see it."
Lu Anhe breathed a sigh of relief.
But before he could let go of his breath, he heard Lin Han ask again: "Is the injury on his shoulder serious?"
Lu Anhe subconsciously denied: "No."
But when he turned around and saw Lin Han's inquiring eyes, he probably realized that he could not hide it anymore.
"...A little bit." Lu Anhe tried to change the subject, "If you're bored, Mr. Lin, I'd like to chat with you?"
"Okay." Lin Han agreed, and actually thought about the question seriously, "Why do your generals never celebrate their birthdays?"
Lu Anhe answered fluently: "I was so busy before that I forgot about it and never went back."
Lin Han nodded.
Lu Anhe has a good personality and chatted with Lin Han for a few more words.
After a while, he asked, "What else are you curious about, Mr. Lin?"
Lin Han nodded: "Then how did the general get injured, which you said was not too serious?"
Lu Anhe was stuck. He didn't expect that the topic would come back here after half a day.
He tried to come up with a few excuses, but Lin Han didn't quite believe it: "The general just opened the wound again."
Lu Anhe sighed and finally told the truth: "Last time when he was fighting the star pirates, he was hit by a display screen that suddenly shattered. The glass pierced his right shoulder. He had just cut off his right arm, so his center of gravity was unstable, and he rolled half a circle in the cockpit with the glass..."
Noticing Lin Han's gaze, Lu Anhe quickly said, "But it's not serious! It's much better now! Just don't use too much force, and it will recover slowly!"
Lin Han still didn't speak.
At this moment, clever Lieutenant Colonel Lu suddenly had an idea: "Can Mr. Lin bandage it?"
After all, Lin Han graduated from the Imperial Army University, so he knew the basics. He nodded.
"Then I'll go... find you some bandages and gauze?" Lu Anhe felt that he had never been so smart. "I just happened to be helping the general with something else, so you can come in and rest for a while."
Lin Han paused for a moment and said "Okay".
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He Yunting was still standing straight when he came in, but when he saw Lin Han sitting obediently, he quickened his pace a little.
Just now, when Lu Anhe was reporting to him, he said, "Boss, I can only help you up to this point." He Yunting walked in confused, and his eyes moved from Lin Han to the table beside him, and he saw the bandages that appeared at some point: "..."
Is this also called helping?
However, before He Yunting could say anything, Lin Han's eyes fell on his right shoulder as soon as he came in.
The color of the dark blue military uniform became darker on the right shoulder, as if it had been stained by water, and the mark was about to spread to the back.
He Yunting approached Lin Han and they were silent for a moment.
"Does it hurt?"
"Are you okay?"
Both of them spoke at the same time, and after hearing what the other said, they fell silent again.
Finally, it was Lin Han who spoke up: "I'm fine."
"I was the one who insisted on asking Lieutenant Colonel Lu. He didn't ask me on his own initiative."
He Yunting knew that Lin Han was referring to his wound.
His eyes darkened; "It's okay."
"Let's go." He Yunting seemed unwilling to mention this matter again, "I'll take you back."
Lin Han didn't respond immediately, just looked at him.
Today is this person’s birthday.
It should be a day worth celebrating or commemorating.
But he was almost injured on this day - no, he was already injured. Even though that person didn't hurt him, He Yunting still tore his wound open due to the force he exerted.
Lin Han actually knew that it was a bit abrupt.
Maybe it was Lu Anhe's request, or maybe it was because of the embarrassing incident of the two of them stepping on each other's feet just now, but he still tried to bring it up.
"General, if you don't mind, I'll help you change the medicine first?"
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Lin Han thought he was prepared, but he was still shocked when he saw the wound on He Yunting's right shoulder.
It was clearly covered with gauze, but it was still soaked with blood due to what had just happened. When the gauze was removed, a deep and horrific wound extending dozens of centimeters from below the collarbone was revealed.
And on this deepest wound, there were many tiny scars that were about to heal, and the marks of cuts and punctures were clearly visible.
Lin Han was speechless for a moment.
When he was about to pick up the things Lu Anhe had prepared to help He Yunting stop the bleeding, he found that one of his gloves had been pulled off and the other had been put in his pocket.
What's more, it would be even more inconvenient if you wear gloves.
That's all.
Lin Han thought, just listen, nothing special.
The key is to help He Yunting stop the bleeding and bandage it.
As he thought about this, he reached out and touched the other person's right shoulder.
[His hands are so white.] 】
[He moves so gently.] 】
[Will he find the wound terrible?] 】
"..." Lin Han, who was wrapping He Yunting's shoulders, didn't know what expression to make for a moment, "General."
He Yunting looked up at him, his eyes as blue and clear as ever, like the high sky after being washed by heavy rain.
The expression on his face did not change at all, as if the horrible wound on his right shoulder that was still oozing blood a few minutes ago was not his own.
Lin Han's cold, pale hands were still on his shoulders, continuing to bandage him.
[I can't smell it.] 】
[I want to eat caramel.] 】 ?
Lin Han closed his eyes and tried hard to pretend that he didn't hear these strange heart sounds.
But it was obvious that the Admiral knew nothing about this.
So a minute later, Lin Han heard the voice of the admiral in front of him with his lips tightly closed and a cold face again.
[It’s hard.] 】
“…………”
His hands moved faster.
As soon as she finished wrapping it, Lin Han pursed her lips and threw the gauze on the table: "Don't you feel any pain?"
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