Mu Tingcha went to the kitchen to get cups and spoons and other things and didn't come back, Yin Jingkun opened the curtains, opened a window, and the fresh air rushed into the room.

The transparent liquid in the medicine bottle flowed into the blood vessels little by little, and Yin Shaoguang felt a little more comfortable, and his throat was not so dry and hoarse.

"How does it feel?" Yin Jingkun asked solemnly.

"It's fine." Yin Shaoguang replied calmly.

In fact, after the anesthetic has taken effect, the wound is very, very painful, especially the pain of the skin and flesh being pulled by the suture threads, which hit the nerves again and again, endlessly.

"I didn't hurt my muscles and internal organs, the wounds were all on the muscles, and there were two places that were quite deep." Yin Jingkun didn't hide it, and told him the injury in detail, "It will feel better in a week." This time, you'll have to raise it for at least two months. ”

"The operation was done at home, and the only one who has seen you is my assistant, a trustworthy person, and the murderer has also been caught, don't worry."

Yin Shaoguang opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling and did not speak. The original pale complexion lost its luster, showing a sickly bluish-white, and the whole person was particularly weak.

"Cha Cha She ......"

"Your grandfather brought her here. The little girl didn't sleep all night, and she was probably frightened. ”

Mu Tingcha's somewhat vain footsteps sounded at the door, Yin Jingkun turned around and walked out of the room, nodded to Mu Tiancha holding the tray as a greeting, and left straight away, leaving the space for the two of them.

Looking at Yin Shaoguang's half-closed eyes and extremely weak appearance, Mu Tiancha felt very helpless.

"Chacha ......"

Yin Shaoguang's weak voice pulled back Mu Qiancha's thoughts, she held his hand and whispered, "I'm here." Do you want to drink water? ”

Yin Shaoguang nodded.

Mu Qiancha helped Yin Shao's bald head to the side according to what Old Man Yin taught, inserted the straw into the warm boiled water, and then fed it to him.

The warm water flowed through his throat, diluting the rich smell of blood and antibiotics in his mouth, and Yin Shaoguang felt a lot more comfortable. Although the wound on his body was still very painful, his spirit had improved a lot.

Because he was afraid of pulling the wound, Yin Shaoguang kept lying flat all the time, and even the pillow was useless.

"Cha Cha."

"Huh?" The girl's voice was thick nasal.

"I'm fine, it's all trauma, just take care of it."

"Go sleep for a while, wake up and come back ......"

"I'm not leaving!" Mu Tiancha suddenly raised her tone, and tears rolled down in big pieces.

Yin Shaoguang frowned tightly, and a wave of pain finally passed.

Mu Tiancha was still a little stunned, and he didn't know what to do.

Yin Shaoguang took her hand weakly and continued to persuade: "Only when you rest well can you have the spirit to take care of me." Grandpa and my dad are both professionals, and they are. ”

Mu Tiancha regained some of her senses, stayed up all night, she was indeed almost at her limit, and nodded obediently.

It happened that the drip potion was finished, Yin Jingkun came in with a new potion, changed it for him, and then took Mu Qian tea to the next room to rest.

The guest room was equipped with brand new toiletries, Mu Tiancha washed up briefly, fell asleep on the bed, and she was really tired from the double overdraft of mental and physical strength.

She slept very unsteadily this night, and hazy dreams of going to the family building of the uncle's military camp during the holidays when she was in middle school, and was trained in the military with her friends.

Uncle is really serious, other friends are tired and fall have elders to spoil, only her, looking at the uncle's poker face, more and more feel that the days were dark.

Suddenly, the uncle's serious poker face turned into Yin Shaoguang's extremely handsome and handsome appearance, and he smiled gently and brightly.

It didn't take long for the picture in the dream to change again, and large blood stains appeared on Yin Shaoguang's gentle face, and Mu Tiancha woke up suddenly.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

She rubbed her eyes, got up to clean herself, and walked out of the room.

"Awake? Let's go to the kitchen for a bite to eat. Yun Yeqing, who had just walked out of Yin Shaoguang's room, was dressed in a military uniform and said gently.

"Hello aunt!" Mu Tingcha greeted politely, "Is he okay?" ”

"Just took the medicine and slept."

Mu Tiancha nodded, silently followed behind Yun Yeqing, went downstairs, and went to the kitchen.

Uncle Yi, the driver of the old man, was the old man's little apprentice when he was young, and he also served as the old man's housekeeper, driver, and cook.

The two ate silently and did not say a word.

"Auntie, I want to stay and take care of him."

Until both of them put down their chopsticks, Mu Tiancha said a little shyly, and in his tone, he was more stubborn.

Yun Yeqing looked at the girl in front of him and said very simply, "No problem." I'm glad that you're so concerned about Xiaoguang's injury. ”

"Then I'll go back first and get some things......"

"Tell your Uncle Yi later, he will send you over and bring you back."

After a whole night of panic and helplessness, Mu Tiancha calmed down a lot at the moment.

She quickly returned to Fenglin Garden, collected a few sets of change of clothes, stuffed them into a small suitcase, and returned to the military compound without stopping.

On the way, I didn't forget to ask the school tutor for leave, said hello to Zheng Qiubai in the teahouse, and then turned off the mobile phone directly.

When she put away her luggage and went to Yin Shaoguang's room, Yin Jingkun was changing his dressing.

A long wound stretched from the shoulder to the chest, and with the stitched pinhole, it looked a little hideous. There was another relatively small wound in his abdomen, which was particularly conspicuous on his fair skin.

Yin Jingkun first disinfected the wound with alcohol, then carefully sprinkled it with an unknown medicinal powder, and finally began to bandage it.

Mu Qiancha saw that he was a little uncomfortable alone, so he stepped forward to help him get his items, and at the same time supported Yin Shaoguang's somewhat trembling body.

Yin Jingkun quickly wrapped his son's bandages, put away the bloody bandages, and left.

The process of changing the dressing was actually very painful, and Yin Shaoguang was sweating all over his head.

Mu Tiancha helped him lean on the comfortable pillow at the head of the bed, and wiped the sweat off his head with a warm towel.

"Does it still hurt?" Mu Tiancha took Yin Shaoguang's hand and asked.

A happy smile appeared on Yin Shaoguang's pale face, and he shook his head slightly.

Mu Tiancha saw the beads of sweat still coming out of his forehead, and knew that he was being strong, so he took his hand and didn't speak.

Yin Shaoguang's spirit was much better, he raised his hand, rubbed the girl's hair, and asked, "Scared you?" ”

Mu Tiancha lowered his head, shook his head vigorously, and said, "I just blame myself for being useless, I don't know anything, and I can't do anything." ”

"You didn't want to ask me?"

Mu Qiancha still shook his head. If you can tell yourself, Yin Shaoguang will naturally say it if she is willing to say it, and there is no point in asking.

"It's all trauma, it'll get better soon, don't worry."

The man's big hand was on top of her head again, and he rubbed it lightly twice, giving her the illusion that the man was alive again.

"When I'm in better spirits, let's have a good talk."