Chapter 968 Old Events of the Republic of China: Even indifference is still romantic 64

Author: Feifei my heart

Chapter 968 Old Events of the Republic of China: Even indifference is still romantic 64

He woke up a little, held her hand in his, squeezed it gently, and asked a few questions about the outside world. Chu Jinan was afraid that he would worry, so he only chose the ones he wanted to talk about.

They spoke a few general words, and the atmosphere was peaceful. Chu Jinan had never thought that the two of them could be so close, shoulder to shoulder, holding hands, and his breath was in their breath.

It was so warm that it made people want to be greedy. Every pore in her body opened soothingly, greedily absorbing his body temperature, and she felt a trace of the reality of being alive.

Later, somehow, as soon as his tense spirit relaxed, he, the patient, did not sleep, but she fell asleep first, feeling drowsy.

Fu Rongheng leaned on the bed, not feeling sleepy. He looked at her for a long time and covered her with a quilt. After a long while, he lay down and held her hand without letting go, sweating.

In the middle of the night, Chu Jinan heard something in a daze. He opened his eyes sleepily and vaguely saw a shadow walking past her, struggling to get something from the bedside table.

"Fourth brother?" She was still sleepy and her body woke up first. She subconsciously supported him and asked nervously, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"Did I wake you up?" The snow was still falling, and his thin and strong silhouette was reflected outside the window. He tilted his face slightly and couldn't see clearly. His voice slowed down and became hoarse. "I'll drink some water, and you continue to sleep."

"I'll pour it for you." Chu Jin'an woke up completely now, blaming himself a little for how he could fall asleep like this. He quickly got up, picked up the water glass from the bedside table, poured him a glass of water, and handed it to his hand, "

If you have something to ask me, don't do it yourself."

Fu Rongheng didn't say anything. The Fu family had strict rules. He graduated from a military academy and was used to solving problems by himself. In addition, he was very quiet, so even when he was young and sick, he didn't have many people to take care of him.

Now that there was an extra person on the bed next to his pillow, and her breathing body temperature was on his side, he was not used to it, and he couldn't sleep for half the night.

He drank two mouthfuls of water to moisten his throat. Chu Jinan felt uneasy and touched his body temperature with her hand. It was hot and moist. Her heart sank and she put her hand into the skin under his shirt. Sure enough, he was sweating. Was it still sweating?

Burning.

Although I am out of the high-risk period, I still have a high fever after the operation, which can be fatal in severe cases.

In the second half of the night, people were lying on their backs again. She was busy for a while, boiling water and boiling medicine, and wiping his sweat with a towel. Fu Rongheng watched her busy, silent for a long time, and tapped her knees with her fingers, with a mixture of light and dark in her eyes.

Shallow light and shadow.

"Fourth brother feels bad for having you serve me like this."

Chu Jinan pursed his lips and looked up at him: "I am a doctor."

He had indeed lost a lot of weight, and the shirt seemed a little empty. Chu Jinan could clearly feel it when she wiped his sweat. She lowered her head and twisted the towel, making a sound of water. After a while, she whispered: "Even if you are a wife,

It’s only natural.”

It is only natural for a wife to take care of her sick husband.

Fu Rongheng was stunned for a moment, stopped tapping his fingers, and didn't answer for a while.

Chu Jinan lowered his head, his long black hair covering his thin red earlobes. He didn't speak for a long time, so he pretended to look up casually, but he happened to catch his smiling eyes, which also had a sickly and romantic look.

In the second half of the night, the white snow shone brightly, and there was a bit of dim light in the house. His profile was like an ancient painting, with smooth lines, a high nose, two buttons of his white shirt loosely unbuttoned, and his skin was slightly flushed.

, just leaning on the bedside, there was a strong sense of lust.

Chu Jinan held his breath for a few seconds, and looked away uncomfortably. He held her wrist, feeling sorry for her for struggling for so long: "Okay, go to sleep."

After this experience, Chu Jinan did not dare to sleep too deeply. Fu Rongheng saw through her and pointed out, "If you don't sleep, my fourth brother will not feel at ease."

Chu Jinan had no choice but to give up his thoughts.

The next day, fresh snow fell and the sun was just right.

The first snowfall of this cold winter was extremely heavy. The sky and the earth were vast and covered with white snow, covering thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. It seemed to be a memorial to the dead soldiers and a tribute to the new life.

When Chu Jinan woke up, he looked at his sleeping profile in the morning light, feeling peaceful and at ease in his heart.

She smiled slightly.

When Liang Shangjun came over, he was not surprised to see Chu Jin'an here. Fu Rongheng just woke up at that time, and the two exchanged a few words.

Fu Rongheng's injuries were too serious, he had recurring low-grade fevers, and was waking up and falling into coma. He had managed to maintain his energy last night, and he couldn't live without people around him.

Chu Jinan couldn't bear to worry about him. On the first night, she took the opportunity to stay in his house. It was he who said in her ear, "Are you staying? Fourth brother doesn't want you to leave."

So straightforward.

The two of them sleep in the same bed day and night. They are not husband and wife, and they are not innocent.

At first, Chu Jinan would feel nervous even when he touched his hand. Later, he hypnotized himself to be kind as a doctor, and she even changed his shirt for him when he sweated at night, so he gradually got used to it.

Fu Rongheng slowly recovered from his injuries and gradually took over the military affairs. Sometimes Chu Jinan woke up in the morning, it was snowing, the house was dark and dark, and there was no one around. She picked up the light and went to the outhouse, and saw Fu Rongheng facing her side.

She was standing, wearing a shirt and a military coat on her shoulders, talking to Feng Lingzhi.

With the backlight, I couldn't see his face clearly.

"It's all my dereliction of duty, please punish me, Fourth Master." Feng Lingzhi said solemnly.

"It's not all your responsibility, it's the fish biting the hook that matters." Fu Rongheng's voice was cold.

Seeing her, he stopped talking and said warmly: "You woke up so early? Don't you want to sleep for a while?"

Chu Jinan shook his head, buttoned his coat for him, and frowned: "Be careful of catching a cold."

Feng Lingzhi was watching from the sidelines. He was used to it and didn't dare to raise his head to take a look.

Chu Jinan always felt that Fu Rongheng needed to rest, and he didn't have a good look towards the lieutenants who frequently came to him for help during that period. Sometimes when everyone gathered in the camp, Chu Jinan would give him medicine soup with a sullen face, and he would be teased and teased by others.

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"Only Dr. Chu dares to take care of fourth brother like this, I admire him!"

They followed suit.

Fu Rongheng held the medicinal soup and smiled casually: "After all, she is my wife, who has never married before. How could I dare to offend her."

Chu Jinan's heart was racing and he looked up at him.

Amidst the laughter in the whole room, he stared at her steadily.

Only Zhao Pengzhong watched this scene silently, his eyes darkening.

Who would have thought... Fu Rongheng didn't die.

During the last march, he deliberately followed his whereabouts on the road, which led Huibo to notice and thought he could kill Fu Rongheng. What a shame!

Late at night, Zhao Pengzhong was anxious to pass on the new battle plan they had discussed to Huiqi. He was walking out of the military camp alone when he was suddenly blocked by someone. His heart sank and he had a bad premonition, but when he saw the person coming, he relaxed again.

tone.

"Adjutant Feng? Is something wrong?"

Feng Lingzhi raised his gun: "Yes, you are detained."

Zhao Pengzhong was surprised and froze. On the way back after being captured, he whispered to him: "I know you are Mr. Tan's trump card. We are a group of people. You must find a way to save me..."

Feng Lingzhi sneered: "Really?"
Chapter completed!