The soldiers outside the house also nodded in appreciation secretly, and those who had been injured knew that it was a needle piercing flesh, and it was distressing to pull and pull the drill.

Knowing that Gao Feng was nothing serious, the people who came with him dispersed, and only Camp Chief Liu and Yang Xu's family were left in the house.

Yang Jingjing has been standing on the side and watching, watching the old doctor take the needle and collect the thread, watching the flesh of Gao Feng's thick eyebrows pull up and leave three straight black lines.

After the old doctor treated the wound, he took Camp Commander Liu and Zhao Xu to the side to get the medicine, and explained the precautions by the way.

Yang Jingjing looked at Gao Feng's faintly trembling hand hanging by her side, and somehow suddenly remembered the feeling of loneliness, fear, and despair when she was lying alone in bed in her previous life, dying in pain, but there was no one around her who could take care of her.

Yang Jingjing thought about herself, and when she looked at Gao Feng again, she couldn't help it, she ran over and grabbed Gao Feng's hand.

Gao Feng's hands kept shaking, and his palms were sweating a lot.

From the beginning of dealing with the wound, Gao Feng has been enduring the pain hard, and there were crimson bruises on the palm of his fingers, and it was the difficult time, suddenly a warm and soft little hand held him tightly, Gao Feng opened his sweaty eyes, and when he saw that it was Yang Jingjing, he was stunned, and his lips, which were tightly tensed into a straight line, slowly bent out of a shallow arc.

Yang Jingjing asked, "Are you okay?"

Gao Feng looked at her and nodded.

Yang Jingjing asked again: "It hurts badly, right?"

A layer of fine sweat appeared on Gao Feng's forehead, he looked around, avoiding the attention of others, put away the dull appearance that had been upright, snorted, and secretly said the truth to Yang Jingjing in his heart with a voice that could only be heard between the two: "It hurts so much, I almost didn't cry!"

Yang Jingjing looked at Gao Feng blankly, for a long time, she couldn't hold back, she burst out laughing, and was amused by Gao Feng.

Gao Feng is usually silent and cold, always with a small face, not smiling, not like to talk, at this time, when he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and low, and there was a hint of grievance in the tone of the little man.

Yang Jingjing smiled, Gao Feng looked at it and grinned, as if he was still a little embarrassed, his narrow eyes were bent into crescents, and his gaze was a little evasive.

On the side, Zhao Xin also ran over, took the initiative to hold Gao Feng's other hand, approached the place where Gao Feng took a closer look at the stitches, and said in a daze: "Brother Xiaofeng, your hands are so wet!" After speaking, he let go of Gao Feng's hand and wiped it on his school uniform.

Gao Feng was stunned for a moment, only then did he realize that his palms were full of cold sweat, and he subconsciously looked at Yang Jingjing.

Yang Jingjing kept holding his hand and didn't let go, Yang Jingjing's hand was very comfortable, soft, and warm。。。。。。

After the old doctor finished dispensing the wound medicine, he applied it to the wound, and then wrapped half of Gao Feng's face with white gauze, revealing only one eye, which looked a little funny.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor, and the old man Gao trotted in from outside the door, and saw the gauze wrapped around Gao Feng's head, and the old man had red circles on the spot.

Old Man Gao hugged Gao Feng and patted his back: "Is the wound serious, does it hurt?"

Gao Feng shook his head.

Old Man Gao turned his head, glared at Battalion Commander Liu deeply, and roared in a low voice: "Who beat my grandson?!"

This voice made Battalion Commander Liu kneel down, and he looked guilty at Old Man Gao: "It's my Liu Cheng, I'm sorry, Master Gao, I will definitely clean up this messy boy when I turn around!"