Chapter 115: Ambiguous atmosphere, military medals

A light kiss fell on Jiang Xingyan's cheek. After the kiss, Chu Sangning was still a little embarrassed. She covered her face and fell into Jiang Xingyan's arms.

Muttering softly: "Next time...next time, don't ask again."

Chu Sangning's voice was very soft, but Jiang Xingyan heard it clearly. He laughed dumbly and held the little girl in his arms. He reflected deeply and decided that he should not ask. The little girl was very sensitive about her reputation. If he continued to ask, she might be too shy to see anyone.

"Okay, I won't ask next time." Jiang Xingyan's lips approached the little girl's earlobe, and suddenly opened his mouth and bit it lightly.

Chu Sangning shuddered all over, listening to the violent heartbeat in her chest. She pushed Jiang Xingyan away in anger, and said in a coquettish voice, "Jiang Xingyan, are you born in the year of the dog?"

Why, why are you still biting people?

Jiang Xingyan suddenly frowned, hiding his expression for a moment, holding the little girl's soft and white hands, and whispered: "Sang Ning, I miss you so much."

Chu Sangning lowered her head and said nothing, but whenever the lights were turned on in the room, one would find that Chu Sangning's cheeks were flushed and she was about to steam from her shyness. The ambiguous atmosphere flowed in the room along with Jiang Xingyan's words, fermenting and spreading around the two of them.

Chu Sangning pouted, "Why don't you write more letters?"

Men are all good at talking, liars, and I don’t know how to write two more letters. I only know how to say some official words.

Jiang Xingyan was silent for two seconds. After Sang Ning left, he went to carry out his mission and forgot about writing the letter. The little girl must have been unhappy.

He didn't want Sang Ning to know that he was on another mission, and was thinking about how to deal with the matter. He happened to hold the little girl's hand and found that her hand was a little cold.

Jiang Xingyan took off his clothes and put them on Chu Sangning, frowning slightly, "Why are your hands so cold?" Then he completely wrapped his big palm around the little girl's hand. His movements were natural, without the slightest discomfort.

Even though the wound was a little cracked, Jiang Xingyan's face showed no expression.

Chu Sangning curled her lips and smiled secretly. Suddenly, she seemed to smell something. She moved forward curiously and sniffed like a puppy. "Jiang Xingyan, do you smell anything strange?"

Jiang Xingyan's first reaction was that the smell of blood on his body had offended the little girl. He pretended to be careless and took two steps back, then asked knowingly, "Well, what?"

"You really don't smell anything?"

The door was tightly closed, not letting in a single ray of light. Chu Sangning stared at Jiang Xingyan without blinking, looking at him quietly.

He couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could feel that Jiang Xingyan was not right. The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and Chu Sangning grabbed Jiang Xingyan's clothes and smelled them.

He frowned and approached Jiang Xingyan again, sniffing him like a clever puppy, and said affirmatively: "Jiang Xingyan, you are injured."

Although Jiang Xingyan hid well, Chu Sangning still smelled a strong smell of blood on him.

"No, let's go out first." Jiang Xingyan didn't understand what was going on. He just remembered that he couldn't let the little girl find out that he was injured, so he wanted to go out anxiously.

Only then did Chu Sangning truly confirm that Jiang Xingyan was injured. Chu Sangning was stubborn and refused to leave. She said in an angry tone, "Turn on the light."

Jiang Xingyan obediently turned on the light, only to see Chu Sangning pursing her lips and frowning, "You are injured, right?"

Nothing could be hidden from the little girl, Jiang Xingyan nodded, "It's nothing serious, I'm almost recovered."

Will I bleed after I recover? Chu Sangning didn't want to listen to Jiang Xingyan's explanation. He turned around and twisted his arms, trying to break free from Jiang Xingyan's big hand.

Jiang Xingyan was afraid that he might not be able to control his strength and hurt the little girl, so Chu Sangning struggled a little and Jiang Xingyan let go of his hand. Following the bright light, Chu Sangning touched his shoulder.

Then he felt some sticky and warm liquid, and Chu Sangning's pupils shrank suddenly. This was clearly blood.

Jiang Xingyan was nervous to explain to Chu Sangning, but was worried that his injuries would scare the little girl, so he leaned slightly to the side.

"Sang Ning, it's okay, I'm fine, you......"

Chu Sangning grabbed Jiang Xingyan's hand with a cold face and didn't listen to his explanation at all. "Where is the medicine box?"

As a soldier, it is normal to keep a medicine box at home at all times. Jiang Xingyan pointed to a black box beside the bed. Chu Sangning took it and motioned Jiang Xingyan to sit on the stool.

The man was breathing rapidly, perhaps because the wound had begun to crack early. Jiang Xingyan's forehead was still a little hot, and his cold body gradually became hot, and he fell weakly on Chu Sangning.

Touching Jiang Xingyan's forehead, Chu Sangning was anxious and angry. He was obviously injured but he was still silent. A real man should be able to bend and stretch. What would happen if he said something about the open wound?

He was showing off in front of me, thinking he was cool, so he took off his thick clothes and handed them to me. He deserved to have a fever.

Chu Sangning mischievously poked Jiang Xingyan's head with his finger, grabbed his wrist, and pushed him down on top of him.

Still feeling inconvenient, I just carried the person to the bed.

Although Jiang Xingyan had a fever, he was still somewhat conscious. He closed his eyes and subconsciously covered the wound on his shoulder, muttering, "Sang Ning, don't look."

She would be easily frightened if the wound reopened again.

At this time, Jiang Xingyan knew that Chu Sangning was beside him, so he did not resist fiercely even when Chu Sangning undressed him.

Seeing the wound, Chu Sangning was somewhat at a loss. She had never treated a gunshot wound before, so when she saw it for the first time, she stood there for a long time, not moving at all.

Jiang Xingyan, half asleep and half awake, was still worried that Chu Sangning would be scared. He struggled to get up from the bed, panting heavily, slightly narrowing his eyes, without changing his expression.

Apart from his pale and thin face and a little sweat on his forehead, there was no sign that he was injured.

Seeing Chu Sangning standing there in a daze, Jiang Xingyan seemed to smile and slowly said, "What? Are you scared? Sangning, give me the gauze."

He should stop the bleeding first, otherwise he will lose too much blood and pass out. The little girl will probably cry.

"What are you doing? Don't move." Chu Sangning's eyelashes trembled, her voice was filled with tears, and she pushed Jiang Xingyan onto the bed again.

Even though Jiang Xingyan pretended to be relaxed and joked with her, Chu Sangning pursed her lips and refused to speak to Jiang Xingyan. The wound was stuck to her clothes, and if they were torn apart all at once, Jiang Xingyan would suffer again.

She found a pair of scissors and carefully cut open the damaged area of ​​the clothes. After cleaning it, she wrapped it with gauze according to Jiang Xingyan's instructions.

"Don't cry, being injured is a soldier's medal." Jiang Xingyan still smiled.