Chapter 22: Embarrassment

Mo Xiaosheng's eyes widened and he sat up. The disappearance of the military flag made him extremely panicked, that was the soul of the Anti-United Flying Tiger Regiment special team, how could it be lost in his hands.

"What's wrong with you? Evil? Mo Xiaosheng's strange expression, Li Chunni was surprised.

"What about me—what's in my arms?" Mo Xiaosheng asked loudly.

"That burnt rag with words written on it?" Li Chunni looked at Mo Xiaosheng with a smile: "Let me throw it away." ”

"You!" Mo Xiaosheng didn't care about the pain of the wound, and was about to get out of bed when he lifted the quilt.

"You're not wearing pants, are you? Shame on you. Li Chunni blushed and twisted her head to the side.

Mo Xiaosheng noticed that something was wrong, hurriedly covered the quilt, and roared: "Give me clothes and take me to find my things." ”

"Phew, something valuable, my dad put it away for you, and didn't throw it away." Li Chunni said angrily.

"You, your dad put it away?!" Mo Xiaosheng's heart comforted a lot: "Where is your father?" I want to see him. ”

Li Chunni's anger did not decrease: "My father went up the mountain to collect medicine for you, and he can come back after dark." ”

She slammed the bowl of porridge on the table, and the porridge spilled on the table: "Eat it yourself, hum, nasty fellow." ”

Mo Xiaosheng opened his mouth and said nothing, watching Li Chunni walk out of the cave, he could only sigh.

He was really hungry, but the pain of the wound in his abdomen made him afraid to move. Even a slight lift of his hand would make him grin in pain.

He regretted his recklessness, and he shouldn't have lifted the quilt without hesitation. I am wearing underwear, but most of my body is displayed in front of Li Chunni, so how will I see Li Chunni in the future? Will he think he's a scoundrel?

Thinking of the end, he sighed lightly: "Alas, I can only find a chance to explain to her, I hope she can understand my feelings and know how important this broken military flag is to me." ”

Hunger made him turn his head to look at the stick porridge on the table, the sweet taste of the stick porridge made his hunger even stronger, overshadowing the pain of the wound in his abdomen.

He barely supported his body with his arms, trying to sit up. But the severe pain of the wound made him give up his plan to drink stick porridge.

He could clearly feel the wound in his abdomen bursting and blood oozing out.

He couldn't imagine that the evil energy that came from just now actually forgot about the pain and sat up.

He sighed: "Forget it, if you don't eat, you will suffer by yourself, and you deserve to starve to death." ”

"Are you feeling better?" A middle-aged woman walked in.

Mo Xiaosheng said embarrassedly: "Okay, it's much better." ”

There are many similarities between the woman's appearance and Li Chunni, Mo Xiaosheng doesn't have to think about it to know that this woman is Li Chunni's mother.

"You can call me Aunt Li in the future." Aunt Li was very calm: "I was mending your clothes just now, so that the naughty girl took care of you." ”

She picked up the porridge bowl with a stick: "Come, I'll feed you, drink it while it's hot." ”

After Aunt Li finished feeding, she fed Mo Xiaosheng medicine again, and then asked some questions about Mo Xiaosheng's injuries before leaving the cave.

After Aunt Li left, Mo Xiaosheng fell asleep again in a daze, and it wasn't until the moon was bright and the stars were bright that he was awakened by a noise.

"You kid is a good fortune teller." Li Xing examined Mo Xiaosheng's wound and nodded with satisfaction.

He gently helped Mo Xiaosheng up, fed Mo Xiaosheng the herbs that had been boiled, and let Mo Xiaosheng drink some porridge, and then put Mo Xiaosheng down and lay down.

"Does the wound hurt badly?"

"Much better, inactive, not painful at all." Mo Xiaosheng smiled gratefully.

He walked over to the bed and lay down on the already laid skin: "Call me when you need me." ”

"Uncle Li, where are my things?" Mo Xiaosheng asked uneasily.

Li Xing looked at the top of the cave and said, "I hid your gun and flag for you, you can't lose it, and when you return from your injuries, I will get them back for you." ”

He rolled over, faced the cave wall, and whispered, "It's late, go to sleep." ”

When Mo Xiaosheng woke up the next day, Li Xing had already left the cave. Li Chunni pouted and sat on the stool against the wall of the cave, looking reluctant.

Mo Xiaosheng coughed embarrassedly, and told Li Chunni that he was awake.

"Awake?" Li Chunni's voice is not very friendly.

"Well, wake up." Mo Xiaosheng said embarrassedly.

"Can I sit up and drink the medicine?" Li Chunni asked.

"I'll try, it should be no problem." Mo Xiaosheng replied.

"That's good, the boiled medicine and the porridge prepared by my mother have been put on the table, and you can drink it slowly." Li Chunni turned around and left after speaking.

Mo Xiaosheng tried to move, and the wound improved significantly, not as painful as yesterday, so that people didn't dare to move.

He gently pressed one hand on the wound, trying to protect it from cracking again, and sat up cautiously, leaning against the head of the bed.

He finished drinking the herbs with a frown, rinsed his mouth with water, diluted the strong bitter taste of the herbs, and then drank the hot stick porridge with satisfaction.

In the next few days, Li Chunni brought him medicine and food during the day, pinched his nose to flush the bedpan, and at night Li Xing lived with him and took his pulse and dispensed medicine.

Five days later, Mo Xiaosheng was able to slowly get out of bed, cover his wounds, and walk out of the cave with his hands on the cave wall.

Li Chunni's attitude is also much better, and when she is fine, she will accompany Mo Xiaosheng to talk and chat.

After nightfall, Li Xing, who came back from going out to collect medicine, examined Mo Xiaosheng's wounds, and he was very satisfied with Mo Xiaosheng's physical recovery.

He waited for Mo Xiaosheng to finish drinking the medicine, ate dinner, sat at the head of Mo Xiaosheng's bed, looked at Mo Xiaosheng's immature face, and said happily:

"Boy, you're recovering well, it looks like you're a young man with a little more than a month."

Mo Xiaosheng was sullen, he had left the special team for five days, and in these five days, no one from the special team had come to visit him, which made him very disappointed.

He looked at Li Xing with a heavy heart, and asked softly, "Uncle Li, is there any news from the special forces these days?" Do you know what happened to the captains? Why didn't they come and see me? Did you forget me? ”

Li Xing smiled and said, "Silly boy, don't worry, the special team is very good, don't worry." ”

He touched Mo Xiaosheng's head: "The mountains are more than a hundred miles away from us, is it something that comes just as you say?" ”

"On the day you came, I told Brother Huang who sent you that after you recovered from your injuries, I would personally send you back and not let them come to see you."

Mo Xiaosheng said suspiciously: "Oh, that's right. ”

Li Xing covered Mo Xiaosheng with a quilt: "Sleep, don't think so much, heal your injuries as soon as possible, and return to the team as soon as possible." ”

Mo Xiaosheng obediently closed his eyes, and fell asleep deeply after a while.

Li Xing sighed secretly, he couldn't tell Mo Xiaosheng what he heard. Mo Xiaosheng was still a child, and he didn't want Mo Xiaosheng to be too stressed.