Cold Wife, Never Try to Escape

"... Su Tinghe!" Hearing the sound, Fu Jincai accepted the awe inspiring attack and gently shouted.

"It's me, girl!" Su Tinghe hugged her and said, "are you hurt?"

"It's all right, are you all right?" Looking up, Fu jinjingliang's eyes looked at the man above. At this moment, he was worried.

... it's all right. It's still dangerous here. I'll take you... "Su Tinghe picked up Fu Jin and walked out quickly, but he didn't say a word with his steps.

Not far away, there were two people lying on their sides. It seemed that they had fainted, and there was a sniper gun beside one of them "... Did you do it?" Unbelievable, he looked down at Fu Jin in his arms. Su Tinghe couldn't say whether he was surprised or happy at this moment.

"Well, the one in the car is done!" Being held like a child, Fu Jin nodded in Su Tinghe's arms and shook the gun in his hand.

"You..."

"Report! The first team of thorn mang was ordered to arrive! Captain, are you okay? " At this time, more than a dozen heavily armed soldiers ran into the woods, shouted and surrounded Su Tinghe and Fu Jinwei in the middle, and opened the alert posture at a distance of one or two meters. A tall young lieutenant saluted Su Tinghe and glanced at the girl in his captain's arms.

"It's all right, clean the battlefield!" Su Tinghe nodded and walked to the road with Fu Jin after giving the order.

The soldiers carried the two bodies killed by Su Tinghe onto the military vehicle. The three stunned by Fu Jin were tied up like zongzi and thrown up. Then they pushed up the Land Rover planted in the ditch.

Su Tinghe started the car. The well modified Land Rover was intact, but one of the tires was blown out. The two soldiers with quick hands and feet changed into spare tires. Su Tinghe asked the two soldiers to drive the bread and follow the military car back to the base. He drove with Fu Jin and left first

The accident section is only dozens of kilometers away from the base. For more than ten minutes, Su Tinghe's Land Rover stopped downstairs of Fu Jin's dormitory. There was no communication between them all the way. Su Tinghe is still thinking about Fu Jin's move tonight, and Fu Jin has just recovered from an inexplicable excitement.

"... gun," Fu Jin looked outside, put his sniper gun on the seat, opened the door and got out of the car "... HMM!" As soon as his left foot landed, Fu Jin felt a heart piercing pain spreading from his ankle, and his shoulder felt hot pain at this moment.

Su Tinghe also got off immediately after she got off the bus. He heard her slight voice and walked over. Fu Jin held his shoulder with one hand and stood on one foot. He just stood firm.

"... injured!" Su Tinghe stepped over and bent down to pick up the man. "Didn't you just say? Why are you so stubborn! " Reprimanding, the tall figure quickly stepped upstairs

"Stay still!" With a thin anger in his voice, Su Tinghe gently put Fu Jin by the bed, turned back and closed the door.

"..." Fu jinstuffy lowered his head silently, thinking that his feet might have sprained when fighting with the man.

"... take off your shoes and let me see." At this time, Su Tinghe had taken off his military coat, squatted by the bed wearing only a white vest, said something and reached out to take off Fu Jin's shoes.

"I, I can, no..."

"Shut up!" With a low reprimand, Fu Jin was startled and looked up at the person in front of him. Su Tinghe hung his eyes and took off her shoes with cold frost on his face.

"Are you a fool? Don't you know it hurts when it's swollen like this? How can you bear it until now? " Looking at her white little feet, feet and neck, Su Tinghe couldn't bear to look straight at her. He looked up angrily and glared at her. He got up and went into the bathroom.

"... what a madman!" Fu Jin scolded in his heart. Who can care about this in that case? Besides, I found out myself, okay! What are you worried about? It's none of your business!

Fu Jingang wanted to touch the red place with his hand. Su Tinghe came out with a basin of water, took out the towel soaked in it, twisted it, and gently applied it to Fu Jin.

"... hiss, cool!" The cold towel touched his ankle. Fu Jin frowned and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his feet.

"Don't move. Cold compress can reduce swelling. Put some anti-inflammatory and analgesic ointment later." Without looking up, a big hand clung to the little foot trying to escape. Su Tinghe said without lifting his eyelids.

"..." Fu Jin endured the pain and looked at him. He was not a doctor. Would you treat him?

"Don't don't believe me. It's hard to say anything else. I can do trauma surgery." Without raising his head, Su Tinghe said.

"How do you know what I think?" After being guessed, Fu Jin blurted out that he felt a little childish after asking.

"... ha ha, dead girl, it's extravagant to keep people angry for a while. I really want to pry open your little head and see what's in it! " Looking up at Fu Jin, Su Tinghe said helplessly and was full of connivance.

"... who's angry! You are mentally ill! " After glancing at him, Fu Jin said a lot less this time.

He soaked the towel in cold water and twisted it dry. Su Tinghe put it on her feet for a while. He got up and went to the filing cabinet. Fu Jin watched him take out a first-aid kit from the bottom cook, opened it, found a bottle of ointment and came back.

"... how do you know what's there?" Fu Jinqi wonders why Su Tinghe is so familiar with things in his dormitory. She has lived here for a week, and the cabinet hasn't been moved by herself.

"I put it." Lightly replied, Su Tinghe looked at her and said, "put some medicine on it and rub it. It's better to knead the congestion quickly. Bear it!" He had already squatted down and squeezed some ointment in his palm, held Fu Jin's ankle with one hand, and rubbed the ointment with one hand at his ankle.

"... hiss, it hurts! slow down! Slow down! " Fu Jin cried with a small grin in pain.

"... bear it! Still know how to cry pain? Thought you were a piece of wood! " Without raising his head, Su Tinghe clenched her feet for fear that she would withdraw.

"You are the wood! Slow down! It's not your pain! "

"How do you know I don't hurt? My heart aches! "

“……！” Endure the pain, Fu Jin no longer speaks. What you say, this man also has some to deal with. Just be silent.

"... I can't train tomorrow. I have to have a good rest for a few days." After touching her ankle for a long time, Su Tinghe stopped.

"Rest? No! " Fu Jin replied flatly.

"... huh? Are you still stubborn? " The Su Tinghe, who was receiving the ointment and putting it on the table, sank.

"... well, some students said that military training should be counted as credits." Fu Jin explained reluctantly when he saw him.

"You don't have to take credits." With that, Su Tinghe put the first-aid kit back.

"Why? You want Li Yijun to cheat for me? no way! I just... "

"On your performance today, let alone credits, the school will record your achievements!"

"... merit recording? What do you remember? " Fu Jin doesn't understand. She's not a soldier. She can do meritorious service!

"Like the military academy, the police academy awards students who have outstanding performance and meritorious performance every year."

"Reward..." Fu Jin lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

Su Tinghe shook his head and sighed silently. The child was still young. He didn't know anything and didn't say anything more. He turned and went into the bathroom to clean himself.

The opportunity to do meritorious service in the police academy... This makes Fu Jin feel very novel. If so, I will make more contributions. Can I give a police rank like Su Tinghe when I graduate?

Fu Jin thought wildly, and soon fell asleep unconsciously. Originally, the two had a fight in the car before, and experienced the thrilling moment behind. Even if Fu Jin could not calm down, after all, his body was very tired.

Su Tinghe simply flushed in the bathroom. When he jumped out of the car, he was covered with dust and grass scraps. He just took care of Fu Jin and was busy cleaning himself up at the moment.

Wrapped in a bath towel, he came out of the bathroom and saw that Fu Jin had slept. Go to the filing cabinet, bend over and take out a new military uniform in the cabinet below. He didn't tell Fu Jin that the dormitory was actually his own.

When he went to the bed and looked at the sleeping girl, Su Tinghe realized that Fu Jin had not changed his dusty clothes. And her white blouse didn't know where she had lost it. She was only wearing a tight black suspender.

Su Tinghe bent down and carefully took down her trousers and covered one side of the quilt for her. When her eyes fell on her white shoulder, the thick sword eyebrows frowned fiercely