Except for Ya Jieer and Huang Zhipeng, no one dared to approach within three feet of this hospital bed!

Yajie'er crouched down, staring at the man in front of him who was cowering at the bottom of the bed, still holding the only weapon in his hand high, at this moment Zhan Xia Ge's body kept trembling, he stared at the woman who had stepped into his cordon with a pair of vigilant eyes, and carefully squeezed out a low roar like a beast from his throat.

"Xia Ge, I'm Yajie'er, you can see clearly with your eyes, I'm your Yajie'er!"

Waves of fiery tears poured out of Yajie'er's eyes as bright as the stars in the night, it was this man who cut off one enemy after another with his own hands on the battlefield with a tiger's tooth fighting saber without even blinking an eye, even a teenager did not let go; It was this man, lying in a pile of corpses, letting dozens of tons of tanks and armored transports run over his head, and when he jumped out of the pile of minced flesh with the blood of his whole body, he was the god of war who came out of the eighteen-layer hell blood pool and returned to the world; It was this man who fled on the battlefield to cover his brother, and walked lonely into the distant jungle; It is this man who has fought one classic battle after another on the world stage, showing the blood of the [***] people, the arrogance and no regrets of the [***] people again and again.

However, he is still a person after all, a living person of flesh and blood and feelings, not a pure killing machine!

When he used up all his courage and strength on the battlefield, when he instinctively opened his eyes and grabbed a weapon of self-defense again, he looked like a lone wolf who was seriously injured and dying, with a desperate ferocity, but his eyes couldn't help but show a hint of panic!

After all, he was just a twenty-three-year-old boy after all!

Hearing Yajie'er's whisper, Zhan Xia Ge raised his head suspiciously, and when he met Yajie'er's moving eyes filled with tears, he was suddenly stunned. Although he is now just crawling up instinctively like sleepwalking, although every movement he makes now is an unconscious deep consciousness folding, although he is still in a period of anesthesia and coma, and his brain is blank, but looking at Yajie'er's eyes, looking at Yajie'er's face that has already been imprinted into the deepest part of his life, the eyes of the war hero song slowly reveal a rare tenderness.

That kind of gentle look makes people involuntarily think of the expression of the chick that has just broken out of the shell when they see their mother.

"Xia Ge, it's cold on the ground, your body is seriously injured and has not yet recovered, and you still need to continue to receive treatment...... Well, give me your hand and lie back on the bed, okay? ”

Ya Jie'er stretched out her right hand to Zhan Xia Ge, staring at the slender but faintly containing the power of the explosion in front of Ya Jie'er, looking at the thick cocoon on the fingers of Ya Jie'er's right hand, after so many years, it couldn't come off, Zhan Xia Ge hesitated, hesitated, I don't know how long it took, he finally slowly stretched out his left hand without holding a knife.

Everyone carefully held their breath, looking at Zhan Xia Ge's scarred left hand, which was scratched and burned everywhere, with a mechanical rhythm, tentatively stretched forward little by little, and when the fingertips of his left hand finally touched Yajie'er's fingertips, he suddenly retracted his hand back like an electric shock.

"It's been six years since Xia Ge, you've grown up, why are you still so childish?" Yajie'er bit her lip and tried to squeeze out a smile at Zhan Xia Ge, she said softly: "Do you remember, the first time we met, we didn't spend much time together, you were seriously injured and admitted to the intensive care ward, and the first thing you did when you woke up was to ask to be discharged from the hospital, the reason was that your father only gave you three yuan a day for living expenses, I still remember, you said, 'How much does it cost to live here, I don't have any money!'" You were so cute at that time. It's so cute that I just want to take you into my arms, and use my hands and kisses to quietly erase the unbreakable sorrow from your eyes. ”

Yajie'er sobbed softly, in her eyes, the waves like the tide were still flying, but in her eyes, there was a trace of dream-like intoxication, and her voice revealed an indescribable pride, "Zhan Xia Ge, do you remember, you were about to take the college entrance examination at that time, eighteen years old, at that time, you were just a little fool who had never fallen, self-righteous and liked to dream." But when you carry a load, run round and round on the school grounds, and stimulate the potential of your life again and again, even at the cost of burning your own life to win, your whole body is full of fighting flames that I will never have in my life! At that time, you were really beautiful, so beautiful that my heart involuntarily beat with your breath, so beautiful that I knew that if I approached you, I would be hurt, and I still rushed over desperately. ”

"You bit me the neck, and you even gulped my blood out of the wound! I'm obviously a highly trained fighter, but in that case, I was so scared by you that I didn't know what to do but scream for help! ”

Yajie'er gently stroked her beautiful and noble neck like a swan, the imprint left on her neck six years ago by the warrior song had long since disappeared, but what was left behind was the eternity engraved in the depths of her heart. "At that time, I should have hated you, it was you who made me lose the face of a warrior, but I somehow rushed to take care of you, when you misunderstood your father, gave up all pretense and strength and cried loudly in my arms, your tears seeped into my clothes, and my whole body trembled, at that time, I knew that I was finished!"

"I like the man who exudes a layer of fighting fire all over his body, and even his life can be burned for it, I like the little pervert who is a little lustful, and when he sees my chest and eyes, I feel sorry for the boy who hides in my arms and screams pain, trying to find even a little warmth in me again, when a boy who makes me like this and makes me pity like this kneades into a person, I know, I'm finished! I couldn't help but fall in love with a big boy who was eight years younger than me, and as an instructor at the school, I knew that it was forbidden, but I couldn't help but like a student who hadn't entered the school yet! ”

Listening to Yajie'er's story, Huang Zhipeng, who was standing on the side, was already stupid, and the warrior song lying under the hospital bed was also stupid. I don't know when, his left hand has already taken Yajie'er's hand, and the scalpel that Zhan Xia Ge's right hand has been holding high has also been slowly lowered.

Under the deliberate and gentle traction of Yajie'er's right hand, the battle hero song slowly, slowly, little by little, came out from under the bed.

At this time, Huang Zhipeng's eyes widened suddenly, "Don't!" As soon as these words came to his mouth, a beast-like scream suddenly rose in the throat of Zhan Xia Ge, accumulating from the battlefield, and a tragic murderous aura that was almost substantial soared out from Zhan Xia Ge's body.

Zhan Xia Ge shook his right hand fiercely, and the scalpel cut a cold sharp light in the air.

Holding a tranquilizer syringe in his hand, the head nurse who tried to quietly approach Zhan Xia Song only felt a pain almost convulsive in his right shoulder, and he involuntarily retreated a few steps back, reaching out to cover his right shoulder, which was almost pierced by a scalpel, and beads of sweat the size of beans instantly poured out of his forehead.

The head nurse opened his mouth to speak, but his lips squirmed up and down, but he couldn't squeeze a word out of his throat, he was obviously injured in his right shoulder, but he felt that his knees were weak, and he actually used the most embarrassing movements to fall to the ground.

No one showed any contempt for the head nurse.

In fact, everyone was stunned!

When Zhan Xia Ge threw out the weapon in his hand, that crazy killing intent, that kind of desperate and desperate killing momentum, was like an invisible wall of qi, slamming into everyone's chest, hitting each of them so hard that they could no longer breathe a breath of fresh air.

Although the knife thrown out by Zhan Xia Ge only stabbed the right shoulder of the head nurse, the tragic murderous aura contained in this knife in Zhan Xia Song completely crushed all the strength and courage of the head nurse as a man! It was only at this time that the head nurse, who had never been on the battlefield and boasted of seeing old age, sickness and death, understood what it meant to be a soldier who crawled out of hell and what was the smell of gunpowder that had not yet dissipated!

A professional soldier like Zhan Xia Ge who has just crawled out of the pile of dead people, no matter what state he is, how can he let an ordinary head nurse grab a tranquilizer syringe and carry out a successful sneak attack on himself?!

The left hand that Zhan Xia Ge was still holding with Yajie'er just now turned into five steel claws in an instant, he let out a crazy roar, and he grabbed Yajie'er's wrist with his backhand, it was his seriously injured and dying body, and it was the wildest force that burst out in an instant, throwing Yajie'er to the ground.

At the same time, Zhan Xia Ge punched out, and the steel frame hospital bed beside him made a terrible sound of "squeak, wow", and the thin steel pipe with the thickness of the little thumb on the bedside was actually broken by Zhan Xia Ge with a punch, and Zhan Xia Ge stretched out his blood-drenched right hand, and broke it with all his might, and actually broke a steel pipe from the steel frame.

Zhan Xia Ge grabbed the steel pipe with sharp protrusions around the edge and stabbed it hard at Yajie'er's throat.

Huang Zhipeng exclaimed: "Big brother, don't!" That's my sister-in-law!! ”

Blood splattered from Yajie'er's neck as white as ivory, and the combination of red and white looked indescribably eye-catching, even with a violent beauty.

Everyone in the intensive care ward fell into a state of complete condensation, the steel pipe with a sharp edge had already cut through the skin on Yajie'er's neck, he only needed to stab down one more inch, and Yajie'er would be pierced through the throat by Zhan Xia Ge, but I don't know why, Zhan Xia Ge's hand suddenly froze in mid-air.

Zhan Xia Ge looked blankly at Yajie'er with a calm face, ready to meet death, he stared blankly at the tears that were still oozing from the corners of Yajie's eyes, and looked at Yajie'er's eyelashes that kept fluttering gently.

Zhan Xia Ge lowered his head, and just as he attacked Ya Jie'er, Ya Jie'er's fists had been pinched into the most powerful phoenix eye fist, but when it hit his ribs, it turned into a gentle hug and hugged his waist tightly.

Yajie'er was like six years ago, silently greeted the fatal injuries that Zhan Xia Ge might cause to her, her arms, just gently holding Zhan Xia Ge, she gave up attacking, giving up resistance, but from her tears, from her eyes, from her arms, from her eyelashes that constantly fluttered gently, the layers of the most gentle and unpredictable love network were constantly wrapped around Zhan Xia Ge's body.

Yajie'er didn't dare to resist, the current body of Zhan Xia Ge is like a wooden boat that has just been blown by a violent storm, and it is already a gift from God to barely keep it intact, if she really lets go of resistance, maybe Zhan Xia Ge will burst with wounds all over her body, and at that time, Zhan Xia Ge, who has not yet escaped the danger period, will definitely die!

"Forget it, let's take his life! If it weren't for me, Warrior Song would never have become like this. ”

In a faint sigh, Yajie'er slowly closed her big eyes and completely surrendered her life to the man she loved the most.

Yajie'er closed her eyes tightly, the sharp steel pipe kept grinding against the skin of her neck, bringing out a cramping tremor all over her body, and just when she couldn't help but wonder why Zhan Xia Ge didn't use the steel pipe to stab her throat directly, a large, scarred, rough hand gently skimmed through the corner of her eye, picking up the two tears she had just escaped. Then a dry sleeve carefully wiped from her face, wiping away the tears from her face little by little.

Yajie'er was surprised in her heart, and couldn't help but open her eyes, the steel pipe had been thrown away by the Battle Hero Song, and his lips kept squirming as if he wanted to say something, but the series of actions just now had consumed the vitality he had finally accumulated, his lips kept trembling, even if he used all his strength, he could only squeeze out some meaningless syllables in his throat.

Zhan Xia Ge struggled to use the sleeves of his hospital gown to help Ya Jie'er wipe her tears. Looking at the lips of Zhan Xia Ge, looking at his eyes that were as simple as the sky of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, without any impurities, full of apologies, Ya Jie'er surprisingly used her heart to hear the heart of Zhan Xia Ge: "You, you, you...... Tears in my eyes...... Don't cry! ”

The tears of injury are still swirling in her eyes, and a proud smile has risen from Yajie'er's face, at this moment, Yajieer desperately bites her lip and lets the bright red blood ooze from her bitten lips, at this moment, Yajieer is crying and laughing, at this moment, Yajieer really wants to punch Zhan Xia Ge's chest twenty or thirty times, but in the face of the seriously injured Zhan Xia Ge, she can only use more gentle movements to hold her arms on Zhan Xia Ge's waist and ring them tighter!

Seeing that her most beloved man has become like this, looking at Zhan Xia Ge, who is so weak that she can't even say a word, and her eyes are so anxious that she stares at him, and she feels that the fire of male life in him is shaking in the wind and rain, Yajieer empathizes, and the piercing pain and self-blame makes her cry!

The man she loves the most, even when she loses consciousness and only has the purest offensive and defensive instincts left, still opens a gap in her spiritual defense, which already represents an eternal promise of life and death for a Predator! In the face of such a sincere feeling without any impurities, Yajieer can't help but laugh!

Yajie'er slowly withdrew her arms, and Zhan Xia Ge, who no longer had the strength to support her body, was involuntarily brought into a slightly cold, but soft enough to make him want to fall into it for the rest of his life, and never have to come out to face the ups and downs of the outside world.

Ya Jie'er sat on the ground and hugged Zhan Xia Ge into her arms, Ya Jie'er reached out and gently stroked Zhan Xia Ge's hair, and imprinted one sweet kiss after another on Zhan Xia Ge's face, in her gentle whispering and comfort, Zhan Xia Ge only felt peace and joy in her heart, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier.

There was a soft nursery rhyme in his ears, as if it was a lullaby sung by his mother in his ear when he was a child, and the warrior song lay comfortably in Yajie'er's arms, and in her rhythmic gentle shaking and soft singing, he finally slowly closed his eyes.

"Dang!"

As soon as the warrior singer let go, the steel pipe stained with Yajie'er's blood fell from his hand to the ground. Zhan Xia Ge's body suddenly stiffened in Ya Jie'er's arms, his eyelids jumped again and again, seeing that Zhan Xia Ge was about to forcibly wake up again, Ya Jieer lowered her head and imprinted a gentle kiss on Zhan Xia Ge's lips, the lips of the two people were so cold, they fit each other closely, there was not too much **, in this case, they really couldn't have too much passion, yes, it was just a kind of peace and comfort with each other.

Zhan Xia Ge sniffed Yajie'er's familiar and unfamiliar body fragrance, lay in her slowly warmed embrace, and finally regained her calm.

It wasn't until Zhan Xia Ge fell into a deep sweet sleep again that Ya Jie'er quietly stood up and put Zhan Xia Ge on the hospital bed, and when she straightened up, she was surprised to find that even if Zhan Xia Ge was asleep, his fingers were still tightly hooking the corners of her clothes. Yajie'er carefully wanted to pull the corner of her clothes out of Zhan Xia Ge's hand, and felt Ya Jie'er's movements, and there was an almost pleading look on Zhan Xia Ge's face in her sleep.

Looking at the warrior song who was as helpless as a baby at the moment, Yajieer was really soft, and she couldn't help but cast her eyes on Huang Zhipeng first, and then slowly turned to the attending doctor of the warrior song.

"I suggest that Jager stay here to take care of the patient, that this should be a great help to his recovery, and that Jager is a doctor herself, so she can completely replace the work of a nurse." Huang Zhipeng, a businessman who has been in the business world for several years, can now communicate with the attending doctor of Zhan Xia Song in blunt Russian: "I believe you definitely don't want an incident like today's to happen again, right?" ”

Looking at the head nurse who was almost pierced by a scalpel in the shoulder, and now his legs and feet are weak and he can't stand up at all, and he only knows how to cover the wound with his other hand, and then look at the hospital bed that was damaged by Zhan Xia Ge's punch, and the steel pipe with blood stains on the ground, the attending doctor of Zhan Xia Ge couldn't help but let out a soft sigh in his heart: "My God! He is still a wounded man who could die of his injuries at any time during the dangerous period, he, he, what kind of person is he?! ”

Although this is an exclusive hospital for the Russian military, where Zhan Xia Ge can receive free treatment, Huang Zhipeng still quietly sent a big red envelope to every doctor, including the nurse who may provide the most subtle service for Zhan Xia Ge's dressing. It has been proven that such a thing as red envelopes, whether in China or Russia, is a very effective way to quickly bring the two sides closer. The attending doctor of Zhan Xia Ge thought for a moment and said, "Although this is very unruly, I think that Mr. Huang's suggestion should be the best way, at least for now, it seems that only this lady can make my patient really relax and rest, which is very important for his recovery." ”

If the current war hero song is a crazy beast that can kill people while sleeping and dreaming, and can turn anything into a weapon in his hands, then Yajieer is his love lock, his tranquilizer, and the only harbor he is allowed to approach, and the only harbor where he feels safe and calm.

Yajieer is an active soldier in China, of course, she can't wear the nurse's uniform of the Russian army's exclusive hospital, she simply changed into a wide and large, very comfortable hospital gown, and stayed in the special care ward. That night, Zhan Xia Ge was like a child, lying on his back in Yajie'er's arms, pillowing Yajieer's chest that had just removed the strip of cloth, and snoring happily.

And Yajie'er quietly hugged the warrior song, listening to his gradually powerful heartbeat, feeling that the vitality was regathering in the warrior song little by little, and Yajie'er only felt that this was the happiest time in her life. In the continuous flickering of several small lights on the life support equipment, Yajieer gradually fell asleep.

Two weeks later, Zhan Xia Ge's injuries finally stabilized, and a helicopter equipped with emergency medical equipment from China's Blue Sky Hospital flew into Russian territory, and the first to step off the helicopter was Colonel Li Xiangshang, an instructor of China's Fifth Special Force.

Ignoring the strange gaze of Instructor Li Xiangshang, Zhan Xia Ge stayed in Yajie'er's arms with a dead face, he stared at the blue sky outside the window through the glass window of the helicopter, stared at the land where he had experienced countless bloody battles, and suddenly said softly: "Goodbye, Russia, we want to ...... Homecoming! ”

(To be continued)