Shi Miao was awakened by the pain of a wound in his chest.

Cold sweat oozed from her forehead and back, and every breath hurt.

"San'er."

A hoarse voice came, and Shi Miao's eyes, which were already about to be closed again, immediately tried to prop up and turn his eyes.

Rong was sitting on the edge of her bed, holding hers.

Afraid that she would hurt, so he didn't dare to use force, and after clenching and loosening it several times, he finally found a just right amount of strength and looked at her, "How do you feel?" ”

Shi Miao didn't answer, just looked at him.

- as if to tell if he really existed or if it was just her hallucination.

Rong knew what she was thinking, and directly put her hand on his cheek.

"It's me, San'er, I'm here."

His voice was hoarse, and the hand that held her was trembling slightly.

After looking at him for a while, Shi Miao suddenly pulled out his hand.

Then, she pointed to his arm and opened her lips, but she couldn't make a sound.

Rong knew what she was going to say, and after taking a deep breath, he said, "My hand is fine. ”

Shi Miao pulled the corners of her mouth and raised a smile.

Rong Ji's eyes became redder and redder, "Are you in pain?" ”

"No...... It doesn't hurt. ”

She tried hard to hold back two words, but as soon as the words fell, her face was obviously a little paler, her breathing became more and more rapid, and cold sweat continued to fall on her forehead.

"Don't talk." Rong Ji squeezed her hand again, "Rest well, I'm here." ”

Hearing his words, Shi Miao was relieved, and his eyes slowly closed.

Rong Ji remained motionless until Hailan came in from outside.

"I'll change her dressing." She said.

Rong did not answer, nor did he mean to give way.

Hai Lan couldn't help but frown, "Rong Ji? ”

"Hmm."

After this answer, Rong Ji finally let go of Shi Miao's hand and got up.

You Sheng is in the courtyard.

Although it has been in the midst of war all year round, it may be because of its remote location, but the village is relatively stable, and after You Sheng gave the owner a little money, he immediately happily gave them two of the rooms.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and after staying up for two days, You Sheng's eyes were also bloodshot, and when he heard the footsteps, he immediately raised his head.

Rong Ji held a crumpled cigarette in his hand, and his voice was hoarse, "Is there a lighter?" ”

You Sheng handed him a box of matches on his body.

Rong took a cigarette in his mouth and raised his hand to light a match.

The firelight was particularly dazzling under the faint blue sky, but it was fleeting.

After lighting the cigarette, Rong Ji threw the match on the ground and stepped on it.

"Headquarters already knows about Chekov." "They ordered us to return to headquarters immediately. ”

"Hmm."

Rong Ji's reaction was calm.

You Sheng pursed his lips and said, "What about you?" What are you going to do? ”

- Shi Miao will definitely not be able to return to China in this situation, and Ouchen will definitely not let them go like this, and all the docks and airports must have been covered with their eyeliner at this time.

"Can you take Yu Shimiao away?" Rong Ji said after spitting out a smoke ring.

After You Sheng frowned, he shook his head, "The management of the headquarters is not as good as the barracks. ”

"Hmm."

Yung is no surprise.

"Then you ......"

"Do you want to go back to China?" Rong Ji asked him suddenly.

You Sheng was stunned.

"I don't know why you got here, but if you want to go back, I can help you." Rong Ji said, "The premise is that I can go back by myself, so before that, you have to do one thing for me first." ”

"What?"

"Let's tear down Ouchen's lair together."