Sending away a pair of mother and son, Jing Xiangyang glanced at Mu Xingfeng's hand, if he was not mistaken, he had been holding this little girl since he entered the door.

Looking at the girl again, Jing Xiangyang's eyes couldn't help but flash and flash.

"Boss, how do you have time to come to me today to inspect the work? Or do you just want to sprinkle some dog food on my single dog? As he spoke, he looked meaningfully at the clasped hands of the two.

This military doctor An Ran still has an impression, as if he is very familiar with Mu Xingfeng.

I remember that when my aunt fainted during military training, he helped to see the doctor.

The deepest impression is that this military doctor is really verbose, and the precautions are said over and over again.

Hearing Jing Xiangyang's teasing words at this time, even though An Ran and Mu Xingfeng were already a legal husband and wife, her face still made her face a little unbearable, and her arms shrunk, wanting to break free from the man's big hand.

But Mu Xingfeng completely ignored the ridicule of some people and pulled An Ran over.

"My daughter-in-law is injured, change the dressing today." As he spoke, An Ran sat opposite Jing Xiangyang.

Jing Xiangyang raised his eyebrows, daughter-in-law? I never thought that Mu Xingfeng would call a girl like that.

Some time ago, I heard that he got married to a girl in the imperial capital, but I didn't expect it to be this girl.

Also, it was already surprising to let the cold-faced Yama Battalion Commander Mu go to be an instructor for a college freshman.

What surprised him even more was that on the day of the end of the military training, this man came to see a doctor with a girl in his arms, and the girl was sick.

He had known Mu Xingfeng for so long and had never seen a girl close to him.

Now it seems that it was.

"Hurt? Forehead? ”

Although he was wearing a hat, Jing Xiangyang still saw the gauze on An Ran's forehead under the hat.

"Boss, can you sprinkle this dog food more slowly? This girl has this little injury on her forehead, and you still need you to come to me? ”

Others don't know, but he understands that Mu Xingfeng's treatment of trauma is no worse than that of a doctor in his profession.

Mu Xingfeng also ignored him, helped An Ran take off his coat, and carefully lifted the sleeves again, revealing gauze.

Jing Xiangyang saw that it was not a wound on his forehead, so he picked up scissors and cut the gauze open, and when he opened the gauze, he revealed a somewhat hideous wound.

Cuts!

Although the wound had been stitched up, Jing Xiangyang could still see at a glance that it was a knife wound, and even the wound should be quite deep.

Jing Xiangyang glanced at Mu Xingfeng, and seeing that Mu Xingfeng had a dark face, he also chose to be silent, and quickly took the disinfectant and wound medicine to change the dressing for An Ran.

Looking at the centipede-like wound, An Ran has the heart to cry, this is the arm, or at the front end, let alone wearing a skirt in the future, you can see it with half sleeves.

But Jing Xiangyang didn't know if it was intentional or what, and he sighed while taking the medicine, "Alas, I'm afraid such a deep wound will leave a scar." ”

Sure enough, after listening to Jing Xiangyang's words, An Ran was even more sad, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Jing Xiangyang smiled secretly in his heart, this little girl is really as funny as she was at the beginning.

Seeing that the goal was achieved, he continued, "However, it's not that there is no way at all, it just so happens that one of my classmates in country M produced a scar removal drug in the research institute, and I heard that the scar removal effect is quite good." ”

Originally, I thought that if I said this, the little girl would definitely ask me about the medicine, but I didn't expect to look at the girl again after speaking, and she completely changed her calm expression.