Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 93
Insisted that Song Zhiwei follow the wounded to return by helicopter first, while Wei Xuan stayed until the end and returned to the headquarters in an assault boat with members of the rescue team.

As a hero, Wei Xuan was sent directly to the medical center for diagnosis and treatment.

After examination, he suffered a few minor injuries when he was swept away by the flood water, and his body showed signs of slight dehydration, but these were not serious, the most serious one was the bottom of his feet.

When he took off his shoes, revealing his severely blistered white and swollen feet and the dense blood blisters on the soles of his feet, even the doctor couldn't help but gasp.

He actually dragged his feet like this and insisted on leading the villagers of Ji Village across the canyon, and he almost lost consciousness in the end without making a sound.

With such a physical condition, he can no longer be allowed to go to the front line.

He was transferred to the base camp overnight for minor surgery. Song Zhiwei sat aside and supervised him to eat while antibiotics were infused.

"The doctor said that you should not go to the ground for the next week, and you will not be able to move until your feet are completely healed." Song Zhiwei looked at him, with some blame in her tone.

His foot injury was so serious that he didn't tell her about it. He was really a man who didn't know how to cherish his body but only knew how to be brave.

Apart from blaming, she was more distressed, her eyes were red, but she held back her tears. After all, it is the greatest good thing for people to be safe, and there should be no bad luck.

"Yeah." Wei Xuan seemed a little unreasonable, buried his head in eating and didn't speak.

"Eating in such a hurry, I still have stomach problems." Song Zhiwei was upset to see him devouring, so she grabbed the lunch box and planned to feed him herself.

"Your hand." Wei Xuan glanced at the gauze on her arm and reminded.

"I'm fine. Weren't you there at the time? The doctor said that my injury was slightly more serious than skin trauma. As long as I don't get wet, I'm fine." Song Zhiwei scooped up a spoonful of food, brought it to his mouth, and said like coaxing a child, "Open your mouth."

Wei Xuan opened his mouth obediently and ate it.

Like an old woman, Song Zhiwei couldn't help but muttered: "I'm such an old man, I still don't know how to take care of myself. Fortunately, your parents didn't know, otherwise I really don't know what they will be in a hurry."

Hearing her mention of her parents, Wei Xuan had already learned from the political commissar that Song Zhiwei deliberately concealed information from his parents, his heart warmed, and he reached out to hold her hand, "Thank you."

"There is nothing to thank." Hearing his thanks, Song Zhiwei felt a little embarrassed, "They are also my elders, and I definitely don't want to see them sad."

Under the not-so-bright light, her cleansed face looked extraordinarily white, tender and smooth, like egg custard, and one couldn't help but want to take a bite.

He took the lunch box in her hand and put it aside, then pulled her wrist to let her approach him.

"Why, haven't you eaten yet?" Seeing the half-eaten box lunch, Song Zhiwei asked in puzzlement.

He really didn't want to eat it, because she was more "delicious" than the food in front of him.

In her exclamation, he suddenly blocked her small mouth, violently plundering her sweet taste.

He had wanted to do this from the moment they met again.

Her emotions can only be "expressed" in this way.

The long-lost masculine breath swept all her sanity in an instant. His hug and his smell made her irresistible. The embrace after life and death was especially warm and beautiful.

Not caring about other patients sleeping outside the curtain, Song Zhiwei took the initiative to put her arms around his neck, with unprecedented devotion and indulgence.

She didn't stop blushing until she felt his restlessness, and wanted to pull his hand away: "Don't do this, there are people beside you."

But once a young man "ignites a fire", there is no reason to give up easily, but it will intensify.

Song Zhiwei felt very hot all over her body, maybe it was because of nervousness or maybe it was because of the reunion. She felt much more than usual at this time. There seemed to be a flame burning in her body, so she couldn't help biting her lip to prevent herself from making a sound. .

Soon, he was not satisfied with such "scratching", he put his earlobe in his mouth, and bewitched her in a low and hoarse voice: "Undo the clothes."

"No, there are people next door." Although she was also uncomfortably hot, she still remembered that this place was not suitable.

"They are asleep." Wei Xuan continued to persuade her.

In order to facilitate Wei Xuan's rest, his hospital bed was arranged in the innermost part, surrounded by curtains, and the nearest hospital bed was several meters away, so as long as they don't make too much noise, they won't wake others up.

Song Zhiwei has always been very timid in this regard, she protested: "Someone will come."

"It's so late, no one will come." The big palm walked on her body wantonly, and the man blew hot air into her "cooked" cochlea, "Honey, I'm so hungry, let me 'eat'."

When a serious man speaks nasty words, it is most likely to make a woman emotional.

Her heart was beating like a drum, and she didn't know whether she wanted to "comfort" the injured him or be bewitched by his "wife", Song Zhiwei actually unbuttoned her hands tremblingly, as he wished, and lifted her up——

In the quiet ward, in the corner of the corner at this time, someone is taking special "care".

The slender neck like a swan is tilted back, forming a perfect arc.

The woman's slightly narrowed eyes were hazy and blurred, and her small hands tightly covered her cherry lips to prevent suspicious voices from escaping.

A curtain separated them from the outside into two worlds, the noise outside and the "quietness" inside, without interfering with each other.

A man's love for a certain part is beyond ordinary. After a long time, Song Zhiwei felt some pain, so she couldn't help calling out: "Wei Xuan, it's okay, you should rest."

Hands and mouths went into battle together, Wei Xuan's vague voice came from under her clothes: "Call me husband."

Well, the most injured, Song Zhiwei blushed and opened her mouth, calling out softly, "Husband."

Wei Xuan was not satisfied, he patted her waist gently, "Speak up."

Song Zhiwei blushed instantly, this bastard actually hit her PP!

Do you really think he can do whatever he wants after being injured?
She wanted to jump down angrily, but Wei Xuan grabbed her slender waist and pressed down, making the two of them come into closer contact.

While kissing her, holding her waist with both hands, leading her body back and forth to grind——

Even through the thick fabric, she was almost "topped" by him and flew up.

This feeling was very uncomfortable, and when she was about to protest, she caught sight of the bottomed out infusion bag out of the corner of her eye.

She was so shocked that she immediately pushed Wei Xuan away, took his hand, and pulled out the needle in his hand.

"A big accident almost happened, then you give me an honest rest, don't think about anything!"

(End of this chapter)