Jin Hao shook his head, closed his eyes and rested for a while, and whispered: "Let the nurse add a bed in this ward. If you are tired, you can lie down. If you are weak, don't be tired or sick." He opened his eyes and looked out the door: "Where is Fang Yan? Didn't you follow you?"

"Fang Yan is in the corridor, he wants to assist the armed police in defense." Lin Ruolan covered the corner of the quilt for him and gently stroked his cheek: "Don't worry about me, I can take good care of myself." She looked at the special guard who had been lowering her head, leaned down and kissed Jin Hao's lips gently, putting all the longing and grievances that he had not been around these days into this kiss. "You have a rest, and I will be back soon."

Jin Hao gently held her hand, with a deep affection in his eyes: "Okay, come back quickly." Before he recovered, his tiredness came, and he closed his eyes and calmly recuperated.

Carefully urged the nurse to take care of her, and Lin Ruolan walked out of the ward with her hands. As the sound of tiny footsteps gradually drifted away and the door was gently closed, Jin Hao quietly opened his eyes.

The nurse thought he had something to do, so she respectfully walked to the bedside: "Chief, what are your instructions?"

"Please invite the soldier named Fang Yan outside the door in." Although Jin Hao's voice was weak, his tone revealed an extremely toughness.

"Chief, you can't say too much now, Doctor..." The nurse glanced at Jin Hao's unhealthy face, subconsciously swallowed, thinking to herself: "People look so pleasing to the eye, but why is their eyes so terrible?"

"Please ask him to come in, I have something to let him do it." Jin Hao ordered again in a deep voice.

The nurse did not dare to hesitate anymore and went to the door to invite Fang Yan, who had been wandering in the corridor.

"Lan'er hides her worries, I can see that she is very unhappy. What happened? Who has ever found her? What did she say to her?" After sending the nurse away, Jin Hao spoke calmly.

Seeing Jin Hao wake up, Fang Yan's nervous mood finally relieved slightly. He hesitated whether he should tell Jin Hao what happened now. However, after getting into Jin Hao's eyes full of endless pressure, he briefly responded to "yes" and briefly reported everything that happened after Jin Hao left, and continued to talk about the conversation between Long Fei and Luo Jie outside the operating room.

Jin Hao closed his eyes indifferently until Fang Yan finished reporting, and he did not open his eyes. Just when Fang Yan thought he was asleep and wanted to withdraw quietly, Jin Hao spoke: "Go and do three things for me. First, call Lei Ming and ask him to send someone to send Lan'er some clothes to change clothes, so that the nanny at home can help him find the clothes; second, call Ding Xiaofeng from the third department and ask him to come to me tomorrow; third, find a way to contact Luo Jie and ask him to notify Pan Yong to come to see me."

Jin Hao never gets angry easily. Once he gets angry, the consequences will be very terrible. Just like when a volcano erupts, the burning heat that will destroy everything, the earth shaking with thick smoke and fire, the sky and the earth shaking. Everyone who knows him knows that as long as Jin Hao is really angry, he will be like thunder and thunder.

Fang Yan understood that Jin Hao was really angry now. His lips squirmed for a moment, as if he wanted to dissuade him, but finally he only said one word: "Yes."

Chen Jianfeng woke up for a long time. He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling above for a while, then turned to observe the surrounding environment. After finding out where he was, he quickly turned his head to observe his injuries. He put a cast on his right arm, and his left shoulder and left leg were wrapped in thick bandages, making him unable to move at all. He didn't like this feeling of being unable to control the situation. He tried to move for a while, and a piercing pain immediately radiated from the wound throughout his body. He hissed softly.

The special guard heard the movement and quickly walked to his bedside, bent down respectfully, and asked softly: "Chief, are you awake? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Chen Cheyu, who was dozing off on the sofa outside, immediately got up. His guard staff was about to come forward to help him. He waved his hand and walked quickly to Chen Jianfeng's bed, "Feng'er, you finally woke up. Does the wound hurt? Are you hungry?"

"Dad? Why are you here?" Chen Jianfeng glanced at the life monitor and the medicine bag that was injected. "How long have I slept?"

"How could I not come if you were so seriously injured? You slept for seventeen hours and were hungry, are you?" Chen Cheyu looked up and asked the special guard: "Is there anything you can eat?"

The special guard stepped aside obediently and stood quietly. Hearing the words, he immediately replied: "We have prepared rice porridge for the leader." After she said that, she immediately turned around to prepare food for Chen Jianfeng.

"Dad, where is Jin Hao? How is he now? Are he out of danger?" Chen Jianfeng exhaled. His temperament has always been calm and self-control, and he rarely can't hold back. However, Jin Hao's condition is unclear now, and he can't lie down. He tried hard to support his body, but it caused severe pain in the wound.

"Lying down for me, don't move around! The wound will open the thread." Chen Cheyu pressed his body: "Xiao Hao is fine, he has been out of the danger period, don't worry." He took the porridge bowl from the special guard and stirred it gently. Chen Cheyu couldn't help but raise his face and blamed him: "Your injury is so severe and you have to move around. You can't even save your arm, and you still have to fight to the death!"

Chen Jianfeng looked down at his right arm. The arm could not be saved. Even his life was exchanged for Jin Hao with his own life. Why should he care about one arm? Whether it can be saved or not, let it go. Let it go? At the same time, this word appeared in his heart, a smile appeared on his face. Jin Hao hated this word the most.

"You are still laughing! Have you been a soldier enough?" Chen Cheyu scooped the porridge and brought it to his mouth. Looking at the smile on his face, he became even more confused.

"Dad, if Jin Hao hadn't knocked me away, the bullet would have hit me, it would have been my heart." Chen Jianfeng turned his head and looked at his father's guard staff: "Who is there on Jin Hao? There should be someone to accompany him."

"Don't worry, his wife is by his side, which is much better than anyone accompanying him." Chen Cheyu sighed slightly, and took the word "wife" seriously.

"Ruolan? She is here? Is she crying sadly?" Chen Jianfeng suddenly stopped talking. He realized his disobedience. The problem that blurted out like this may be a trivial matter for others, but for him, it was a great disobedience. The mind that had always been transparent and clear at this time became a mess. He tried hard to restrain his emotions and built a strong and tough dam in front of the emotions that were as intense as the surging tide.

How could Chen Cheyu not understand such emotional changes? He silently scooped porridge and sent it to his son's mouth, deliberately changing the topic: "I have to rush back to the army in the morning, and your mother will come to accompany you to recuperate at noon. We are getting older and older. You - you can't always be so single, you have to have someone to take care of you, that Mia..."

"Dad!" Chen Jianfeng interrupted his father impatiently.

Since the female reporter Miya met him, she has taken the opportunity to visit his troops several times, and every time he has adopted an evasive attitude. Unexpectedly, Miya actually reported herself to her parents' home, bringing her relationship with Chu Yiran very close, and she regarded herself as a prospective daughter-in-law. Now, as soon as Chu Yiran calls her son, she will urge him to settle the marriage with Miya as soon as possible, which makes Chen Jianfeng both disgusted and helpless.

Chen Jianfeng was about to speak when the door made a slight click, and Lin Ruolan walked in with a smile.

"The reeds are green and the white dew turns into frost. The so-called beauty is on the side of the water. Follow it upstream, the road is blocked and long. Follow it upstream, and it seems to be in the middle of the water." Looking at Lin Ruolan who was coming, then looking at the sudden radiance in Chen Jianfeng's eyes. This poem that has been passed down through the ages unexpectedly broke into Chen Cheyu's heart, swallowing a painful sigh back into his stomach. He stood up and smiled reluctantly: "Staff Officer Lin, you are here just right. Please look at the Feng'er for me for a while. I want to talk to his doctor."

Knowing that this was wrong and knowing that he should cut the mess quickly, Chen Cheyu still called the guard staff and left the ward.

Chen Jianfeng stared at his father's back until he was hidden outside the ward door. A faint bitter smile suddenly appeared on his lips. How could he not understand his father's conflicting mood with a delicate heart? He provoked a harmonious and gentle smile, and he said softly to Lin Ruolan: "Sit down, is Jin Hao better?"

"I slept for eighteen hours, and finally woke up. After eating something, I fell asleep again." Lin Ruolan sat on the soft chair beside the bed, took the water cup handed over by the special guard, and nodded to thank him. After a day and night of fear, her head was dizzy. She pressed hard on her eyebrows, trying to make herself more awake.

"Don't worry, he has suffered such severe injuries. He has to take care of it for a few days before he can be as vibrant as before." Chen Jianfeng looked at her and saw her red eyes and slightly palpitations because she had not slept all night. He seemed to have been grabbed by someone. He whispered: "Your face is not very good. Are you too tired? Don't guard me, go and rest for a while."
Chapter completed!