Sure enough, just after Jian Ruoxi finished speaking, she heard Song Mobei's deeply meaningful voice.
"Oh, you didn't mean to get involved with me, so you did it on purpose."
Different from the obvious joking in his voice, Song Mobei at this time glanced at Jian Ruoxi, who was lowering his head and looking away in panic.
He secretly stretched out his hand to cover the wound on his abdomen, frowning, and his face was instantly covered with tears. pain.
When he saw her suddenly raising her head and looking at him in disbelief, Song Mobei couldn't help but be startled, and then his handsome face quickly returned to calmness.
Jian Ruoxi blushed and looked at Song Mobei in disbelief.
Thinking of what he just said, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes.
"Song Mobei, are you teasing me now?
Or are you hinting at something to me?"
After Jian Ruoxi finished speaking, she sat on the edge of the bed and stared intently at Song Mobei's unchanging handsome face.
Seeing the little face that suddenly came close to him, Song Mobei's eyes flashed quickly, and then he suddenly opened his clothes, pointed casually at the place where Jian Ruoxi had just touched, and said lightly: "If I saw it right just now, Did you touch me here?"
Song Mobei pointed to his strong abdomen with an indifferent expression, and then gave Jian Ruoxi a meaningful look.
Jian Ruoxi, who was sitting next to him, looked in the direction Song Mobei pointed.
When she realized what he said, she immediately retorted: "What do you mean, I just touched you, I was obviously giving it to you."
Check the wound, check if the wound is okay.”
Jian Ruoxi's confident words made Song Mobei raise his eyebrows slightly.
"If I wasn't blind, my wound would be here."
Song Mobei's gunshot wound was located on the right side of his abdomen.
The bullet penetrated directly through his right abdomen.
At this time, the wound was only wrapped with a thick ring of gauze.
And the place that Jian Ruoxi just touched was obviously not this place.
Hearing that Song Mo Beishao was involved, Jian Ruoxi, who had already calmed down, rolled her eyes at him without hesitation.
"I said Colonel Song, this is not the first time you have been injured.
You shouldn't need me to instill in you this kind of medical knowledge that elementary school students understand.
Every doctor will pay more attention to the situation around the wound when examining the patient's wound. , don’t just keep looking at the wound, okay?”
"Yeah" Song Mobei glanced suspiciously at Jian Ruoxi, who was sitting on the edge of the bed.
After a moment of silence, he suddenly sat upright and approached her, took her right hand and placed it directly on his strong chest muscles.
Then he slowly approached her ear and deliberately lowered his voice and said: "Of course I know this common sense, but the place that Dr.
Jian touched just now was a little far away from the wound.
If I didn't stop you just now, I would miss you."
Your hands should have touched me long ago."
A low and hoarse voice came to her ears, making Jian Ruoxi slightly startled.
Especially after feeling the hot temperature under her hands and the strong heartbeat, Jian Ruoxi's clean face suddenly looked like cooked shrimps.
While trying to take out his right hand, he hesitated.
"Hey, Song Mobei, let go, let go."
Jian Ruoxi is a military doctor.
She has been in the military area for such a long time, so naturally she has seen many men's strong bodies.
But to her, those people before were just patients in need of treatment.
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