"Don't talk, I'll take you to the hospital to see the injury." Ye Jue was worried about her injuries, her hands and face were bruised, her forehead was still covered with blood, her clothes were torn, and she didn't know if the injuries on her body were serious.

He carried her and rushed down the hill.

Song Yan's bumped head was a little dizzy: "Ye Jue, slow down, slow down." ”

"What's the matter, I'm hurting you." Ye Jue slowed down, looked down at the woman in his arms, and saw that her cheeks were flushed, and his heart suddenly became nervous, blaming himself for walking too quickly, and he didn't think about whether it would hurt Song Yan at all.

Song Yan looked at his nervous appearance, her heart warmed, and she shook her head and said, "I'm fine, really...... Let's not go to the hospital, you can just let me down at the entrance of the village. ”

"Nope." Ye Jue tightened his brows, his pace sped up a little, and he didn't take a few steps before he reached the side of the highway, the car he borrowed from the army was parked next to the road, and he didn't pay attention to Song Yan's words, so he opened the car door with the hand holding Song Yan, and then stuffed Song Yan into the passenger cab, looking at her a little serious and a little nervous: "Yan'er, don't hide from me, no matter what kind of person you become in this life, I Ye Jue wants you." ”

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, what Ye Jue said was so strange.

"Aren't you in trouble with the troops? How did you end up here. ”

Ye Jue's hand that was about to close the door paused slightly, and a chill of fear hit his spine, he didn't dare to say that a very mysterious thing happened to him, that is, he had a premonition that something would happen to his Yan'er so he rushed back from the army.

He subconsciously raised his hand and put it on her head, and the temperature above her head burned into his heart, this feeling told him that Song Yan was safe and sound.

He came to his senses, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Yes, something, didn't I rush here because I missed you, so you obediently listen to me, and I will take you to see the injury first." ”

He closed the car door, took a few steps back, and got into the car to take Song Yan to the people's hospital in the town.

Song Yan was lucky to roll down from such a high place, and her body was only bruised with skin, but her forehead was bruised and she needed two stitches.

Ye Jue has been guarding her, watching the nurse in the hospital give medicine to Song Yan's wound.

A man suddenly ran in from outside, wearing an olive military hat on his head, and came to Ye Jue: "Battalion commander, the temporary training of the army requires you to return to the team immediately, you can't delay any longer, time is pressing." ”

"Wait." Ye Jue stared at Song Yan with both eyes and said, "Wait for me to send Yan'er back to Songjia Village." ”

Zhao Pei looked back at Song Yan and said helplessly: "The division commander wants you to go back immediately, the military order is like a mountain, you are a soldier." ”

Ye Jue breathed a sigh of relief in his chest, and his eyes were full of reluctance and fear.

It seems that he is afraid that his departure will lose the girl in front of him.

When Song Yan saw his eyes, her brows frowned slightly, she couldn't understand Ye Jue like this, he seemed to ...... I'm scared of something.

But at the moment, he really seemed to have something urgent, and in his previous life, Ye Jue had already gone to the north with a large army to carry out a mission at this time.

Song Yan grabbed his palm and said, "Go back quickly, I'll go to the construction site to find my uncle in a while, and let the uncle take me back." ”

Ye Jue put his hands on his thighs, his back was straight, but his brows were frowning, he was silent for a while, and then took out the car key and handed it to Zhao Pei: "Take the car key and send her back." ”

Then Ye Jue stood up: "Yan'er, when I come back, you must wait for me." ”

Song Yan nodded: "I know, you can go quickly." ”

Ye Jue turned to leave.

Song Yan lowered her head, her gaze swept over the abrasions on the back of her hand, and the corners of her lips hooked up with a sneer that was not easy to detect.

Song Yimin, I'm back!