Seize His Little Tough Wife

Ling Qing's eyes opened wide, watching Hua Lin Zheng fall to the ground, almost rushed out.

When Zhao Jinkun jumped out of the window, he just saw Hua Lin Zheng rushing forward, and the gunshot just sounded, which made his eyes shrink: "Zheng er?"

"..." Hua Linzheng bumped into the wound of her left shoulder again, which made her show her teeth and raise her head.

Hua Linzheng climbed up and looked back at her feet. Beside her right foot was a triangular piece of gravel, and there was a small bloodstain on the top of the sharp water chestnut.

That's her blood!

Her high-heeled shoes had been worn since she got up in the morning, and she was pulled up and down barefoot by Dan Acheson.

In running, she stepped on the sharp water chestnut of the stone with one foot, which hurt her so much that she sprained her foot and fell on all fours.

The shot just now was actually fired by Sima Yan. The bullet hit the target of the window on the third floor. He killed the target before the opponent's Chaohua Linzheng.

After the shooting, Sima Yan was more nervous than Ling Qing when he saw Hua Linzheng fall down. He thought he was a step slower and let the other side shoot.

He was relieved to see Hualin Zheng getting up.

If something happens to Hua Linzheng, Zhao Jinkun will have to chop him.

"Zheng Er, are you ok?"

Hua Linzheng climbed up and ran, but this run turned into a limp. Zhao Jinkun rolled to his feet and stood up, shouting to Hua Linzheng as he ran.

"It's OK. I sprained my foot."

The disordered gunfire made Hua Linzheng shrink her shoulders slightly, and she didn't turn her head back, which made her face angry.

When I don't wake up, but at this time, I suddenly feel that I'm too weak. Isn't that a hindrance.

After catching up with Hua Linzheng very quickly, Zhao Jinkun holds her horizontally without saying a word. He bends slightly to protect Hua Linzheng in his arms.

Two people run not a few meters, there are bullets chasing in Zhao Jinkun's heel.

"Bang bang"

In the dark, Zhao Jinkun holds her in her arms. Hua Linzheng looks at her face covered with camouflage. Her eyes are cold, but she feels relieved. Even the sound of gunfire seems to have become a wonderful note.

Until this moment, Hua Lin Zheng was shocked.

Even if she was taken hostage by mercenaries, the reason why she was not afraid at all was that she felt it subconsciously.

If she is in danger, Zhao Jinkun will certainly appear to save her.

And he did come.

"Bang bang"

With Sima Yan, Ling Qing and others fighting back, Zhao Jinkun rushes into the opposite building, and the two are safe for the time being.

"Zheng Er, besides shoulder and foot, is there any injury?"

The wall blocks the enemy's attack. Zhao Jinkun gently puts Hua Linzheng in the corner and sits down. He drags his backpack to get the first aid kit.

The light at night is not very good. Hua Linzheng is wearing a black suit. Zhao Jinkun can't see her health clearly. He only smells a strong smell of blood. The pungent smell makes his heart sink again and again.

"No

Hua Lin Zheng gently shakes her head. The injuries on her shoulders and soles of her feet are enough for her to be embarrassed. If she is hurt again, she will be really disabled.

Ling Qing wants to come and have a look at Hua Linzheng, but with the help of mercenaries, the terrorists have a fierce firepower and can't attack. The two sides are deadlocked and she can't spare time.

Zhao Jinkun quickly bandaged Hua Linzheng's gunshot wound and sole wound, and then put himself into a new round of fighting.

Although Hua Linzheng can shoot with her right hand, she is injured in her foot and can't move. Zhao Jinkun doesn't allow her to move. Holding a pistol to defend herself, she can only sit in the corner.

Zhao Jinkun and others did not love war. Their task tonight is to rescue Hua Linzheng.

Two minutes later, Zhao Jinkun, with Hua Linzheng on his back, and his party were fighting and withdrawing.

When the terrorists against the Xilin government saw Zhao Jingkun and others withdraw, they gave up their pursuit when they were short of ammunition.

Before long, the gunfire dissipated, and Hua Linzheng looked back.

The decaying city is hidden in the dark, with no pursuers behind.

the second day.

When Hua Linzheng woke up, he was in the hospital.

Just opened his eyes staring at the white ceiling for several seconds, then turned his eyes to the surrounding environment.

White quilt, white bed, she was in the hospital ward, her right foot was raised and hung at the end of the bed, and the sole of her foot was wrapped with a layer of gauze.

There was a light noise at the door. Hua Linzheng turned her eyes and saw that the door opened. Zhao Jinkun, dressed in camouflage combat clothes, stood tall and straight at the door.

"Zheng er." Seeing Hualin Zheng wake up, Zhao Jinkun quickly walks to her, "is there anything uncomfortable?"

Hua Lin Zheng gently moved her left arm, shoulder position pain, but she looked at Zhao Jinkun, shaking her head: "No."

The bullet on the shoulder has been taken out, and now we just wait for the wound to heal and recover.

Zhao Jinkun sat down beside the bed and gently followed Hua Linzheng's short hair on her cheek.

"Am I useless?"

Zhao Jinkun's palm has a warm temperature. Hua Linzheng subconsciously rubs her cheek.

When she was carried away by mercenaries, Zhao Jinkun had to lead the team to save her. The more she thought about it, the more she felt useless.

"It's nothing to do with you. It's not you. It's someone else. They're coming for the president or the whole Chinese nation."

Zhao Jinkun gave a warm smile and pinched Hua Linzheng's straight little nose.

I don't want to think about how he felt when he learned that Hua Linzheng had been captured by terrorists. It would have been the best result for Hua Linzheng to come back safely.

"I'll train and study hard."

Although Hua Linzheng knew that Zhao Jinkun was right, she still felt that she was too weak.

If it was Zhao Jinkun, he would not be easily taken away by mercenaries, would he?

"Little one." Zhao Jinkun fondled Hua Linzheng's head and said, "tell me what happened after those mercenaries took you away."

Hua Linzheng was silent for a second, and told Zhao Jinkun everything about that night.

At sunset.

Zhao Jinkun is not in the ward. A nurse pushes the door and comes in.

After seeing the beautiful young nurse, Hua Linzheng subconsciously goes to see the work card on her chest, Gu Fei, the nurse.

"I'll change your dressing."

Gu Fei, who pushed the car in, went straight to the side of hualinzheng hospital bed and gave her a gentle and sweet smile.

"Thank you."

Hua Lin Zheng said thanks with a smile.

"Take off your coat."

Gu Fei dropped a word and then hung his eyes on the cart.

"..." Hua Lin Zheng was stunned for a second, then turned red.

Her gunshot wound is in her left shoulder. It's better to take off her coat to change the dressing. As a nurse, Gu Fei may have been used to it for a long time, and thinks it's nothing.

However, she didn't wear anything in her sick clothes, so she took off her coat. Hua Linzheng, a big girl, was still a little embarrassed.

After Gu Fei prepared the cotton swabs, disinfectant and gauze, he saw that Hua Linzheng was still half lying on the hospital bed and didn't take off his clothes, so he urged, "hurry up, or do you want me to take them off for you?"

"No, No." Hua Lin Zheng quickly shakes her head, sits up and starts to unbutton quickly.

She didn't take off her coat, only a large area of skin on her left shoulder.

Gu Fei knows that Hua Linzheng is embarrassed. Seeing the bandaged wound exposed, she doesn't feel embarrassed.

Hua Lin Zheng lowers her eyebrows and doesn't look at Gu Fei who helps her deal with the wound.

Gu Fei is just the opposite of Hua Linzheng. She takes off the bandage and looks at Hua Linzheng. In silence, she suddenly says, "what's the relationship between you and captain Zhao?"