As the imperial city of the Qing Dynasty, Beiping was very prosperous, and even in this war-torn era, Beiping still had its unique charm.

Night, nine o'clock, night, very beautiful, the bright moon hangs high, the breeze gusts, Zheng Long did not rush to Pan Yugui's house, but strolled on the street.

Today's Beiping City is heavily guarded, Beiping City is still peaceful, bustling streets, all kinds of hawkers shouting endlessly, they firmly believe that this former imperial city will not be broken by the Japanese army.

Zheng Long walked on the street alone, looking at the street in front of him, unconsciously a little nostalgic, nostalgic for the life before the crossing.

"Oh, it's you stinky rascal!" Suddenly, a pleasant voice came, Zheng Long froze for a moment, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Miss Song, what a coincidence." Zheng Long looked up at Song Shaoshan who was not far away in front of him and teased, "You didn't come here on purpose to meet me, did you?" ”

"Phew!" Song Shaoshan pretended to be disgusted and said, "I think you met me on purpose." ”

"You can see it, well, I admit it, I just came here to meet you on purpose." Zheng Long stared at Song Shaoshan and said.

Before the crossing, Zheng Long would never talk to a girl like this, he was a reserved big boy, otherwise he would not have been entangled with the head nurse for so long, after the crossing, Zheng Long's mentality has changed a lot, and his personality is more decisive, and his inner stuffy character is not concealed, and opening his mouth is teasing.

"You ......" Song Shaoshan's face flushed, the girls of that era were very shy, listening to the serious words, she couldn't help but be a little shy, and raised her hand to hit Zheng Long.

"Peng!"

Zheng Long subconsciously raised his left arm to block it, and Song Shaoshan just hit the wound on Zheng Long's arm.

Zheng Long snorted, frowned and didn't reply, it hurt, the line of the wound tore the skin tissue, and the blood soaked through the gauze after a while, and it flowed down Zheng Long's arm.

Song Shaoshan was stunned, looking at the blood flowing from Zheng Long's arm, she looked at her fist cutely and said anxiously, "You...... Why are you so can't help fighting, I'...... I didn't mean to. ”

"It's okay, my arm was injured originally, and the thread just broke open, it's not a big problem, I'll just go back to the army and sew it later." Zheng Long waved his hand and said absently.

"You're from the army, huh?" Song Shaoshan said, took out the handkerchief embroidered with a small rabbit pattern in his hand, and leaned over to wipe the blood for Zheng Long.

Zheng Long looked at Song Shaoshan's side face and fell into a trance again, at this moment Song Shaoshan's demeanor was exactly the same as that of Zheng Long's girlfriend, the head nurse.

Song Shaoshan lifted Zheng Long's sleeve and glanced at it, "The gunshot wound did not hurt the bones, the shot lasted no more than three days, the wound collapsed, and it must be stitched again." ”

"You're a doctor?" After listening to Song Shaoshan's words, Zheng Long asked curiously.

"Yes, I'm a doctor in the 29th Army, and I'm a surgeon to be precise." Song Shaoshan replied proudly.

"Awesome, awesome!" Zheng Long praised perfunctorily, his heart was already full of thoughts, is there really such a coincidence in the world?

"How did you get hurt?" Song Shaoshan asked.

"I met a little devil when I was moving the troops." Zheng Long replied casually.

"Let's go, go to my quarters, and I'll stitch up your wound again." Song Shaoguang thought for a while after speaking, and said, "For your sake, I'll help you, stinky rascal." ”

"I'm a flower thief, thank you!" Zheng Long replied reservedly.

"Flim Flam." Song Shaoshan replied and turned around and left, and Zheng Long hurriedly followed.

Song Shaoshan's residence is at the entrance of this street, a small courtyard of more than 200 square meters, which is full of flowers and plants.

Song Shaoshan's room is on the left side of the courtyard, the room is very warm, the room is not big, just a bed, a cabinet, a desk, two stools, and there is a faint fresh breath in the room.

"You sit down for a while, I'll go and say to my father, and bring the medicine kit by the way." After Song Shaoshan beckoned Zheng Long to sit down, he turned around and left.

"Whew!"

After Zheng Long saw Song Shaoshan leaving, he took a deep breath and muttered, "Even the taste is exactly the same, it is possible that he came here for the crossing." ”

After a while, Zheng Long forcibly removed the absurd thoughts in his heart, his eyes looked around the room, and suddenly, Zheng Long's eyes focused on the light blue bra on Song Shaoshan's bed.

"This chick is cute." Zheng Long saw the little white rabbit on the light blue bra, smiled, involuntarily walked over, and looked curiously, he found that the bra of girls in this period is not the same as the future, more precisely, this is a belly pocket.

Zheng Long glanced at the door, thought for a while, and reached out to the bra on the bed, Zheng Long was not a pervert, he was just curious.

The hand stretched in little by little, Zheng Long's heartbeat accelerated a little bit, and his breathing became short, I don't know whether he was excited or apprehensive.

"No, that's fucking perverted." After hesitating for a while, Zheng Long cursed secretly, and decisively turned around and sat back on the chair.

As soon as he sat down, the door of the room was reopened, and Song Shaoshan walked in with a medicine box and said, "Your wound must be re-disinfected and sutured, I don't have anesthesia here, it hurts a little, can you do it?" ”

"Let go of the whole thing, men can't say no to two things, you know?" Zheng Long asked with a smile.

"Huh? Those two things? Song Shaoshan asked curiously with a blink of eyes.

"You can't say no on the battlefield." Zheng Long paused for a moment and continued, "You can't say no on the bed. ”

Song Shaoshan's face turned red for a moment, and without warning, she picked up the alcohol and poured it on Zheng Long's wound.

"Uh............" Zheng Long's body shook violently, and he didn't scream, holding it for a long time and waiting for the pain to pass before he said slowly, "What the...... Cool, come again! ”

"Good!" Song Shaoshan answered, poured it again, and the blood mixed with alcohol flowed down Zheng Long's arm, dripping to the ground.

"Strong man, do you want to do it again?" Song Shaoshan looked at Zheng Long's tense muscles and asked with a smile.

"No need, the poison has been eliminated, stitch it up!" Zheng Long grinded his teeth and said, at this moment he already regretted that he regretted not touching the little white rabbit bra on the bed just now.

"Okay, I'm ready to stitch up, you bear with it!" After Song Shaoshan said a word, she took the suture needle and pierced it.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't tie it too accurately." Song Shaoshan pricked a needle above Zheng Long's wound.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Zheng Long twitched and replied.

"Poof!"

"I'm sorry, I'm off again."

"I'm sorry, I ......"

“………………”

After five stitches, there were five more pores on Zheng Long's arm, and the blood holes found were oozing blood, and Song Shaoshan's eyes showed a hint of cunning, and her face was full of smiles.

"Poof!"

"I'm sorry, I ......"

"Eldest sister, are you using me to practice? If you can't do it, you! Zheng Long finally couldn't help but say, "Or did you do it on purpose?" ”

"Oh, that's not going to work?" Song Shaoshan raised her head and said with a smile on her face.

"I was wrong, sister! You sew well. Zheng Long immediately confessed.

"It's not productive." Song Shaoshan said disdainfully, and began to stitch it up seriously, and the technique was quite skillful.

Five minutes later, Song Shaoshan finished stitching and helped Zheng Long wrap the gauze again, Zheng Long moved his arm and sat in place without saying a word.

"Strongman, it's getting late, aren't you leaving?" Song Shaoshan saw that Zheng Long had no intention of leaving, and directly issued an eviction order.

"Well, let's go, let's go!" Zheng Long stood up with a smile and walked to the door and said, "Come, you come here, I'll tell you something." ”

"Huh?" Song Shaoshan walked over and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"Come on, come closer." Zheng Long hooked his hand.

"What are you going to do?" Song Shaoshan hesitated for a moment and took another step forward.

Zheng Long approached Song Shaoshan and said in a low voice, "If you bring someone to the house in the future, remember to put away your little white rabbit, otherwise it will be too cute." ”

After Zheng Long finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving quickly, Song Shaoshan was stunned for a moment, and finally reacted, his face turned red.

"Bastard, rascal!" Song Shaoshan chopped her foot fiercely, and quickly walked to the side of the bed and put away the little white rabbit bra.