Chapter 312: But His Attraction at the Moment Is Fatal

The people from the XI base were responsible for sending those children back to the farm. Everyone packed up and prepared to leave the Tonle Sap Lake before dark. Because of Mo Jingshen's injury and other wounded, he had to go to the hospital in the Cambodian capital first, and then go directly to the United States in the morning. .

Ji Nuan asked herself if she wanted to go back to the United States with them, but Nan Heng only replied, Mo Jingshen went to the United States, wouldn't she go?

The answer, of course, is to go.

At this moment, Mo Jingshen was sitting on a chair in the Cambodian treatment room. The surgeons and nurses kept making a fuss. From time to time, because of the serious injury on Mo Jingshen's back, he couldn't help but say a lot of words while helping He stared at his still handsome face in this situation as he dealt with the wound, and kept looking for opportunities to say more.

Ji Nuan couldn't understand what they were talking about, but when she saw the female doctor and the little nurse staring at Mo Jingshen's face and back, she felt as if a bottle of vinegar had been poured onto the flame, and it was hot and hot. acid.

But it can't happen at such a time. Mo Jingshen's injury is too serious. After all, the doctor is dealing with the wound. She can't run over to put on a shirt for him and take him from the hospital at this time.

However, no matter what the doctors and nurses were saying, and whether Mo Jingshen understood or not, he sat there, his eyes were clear and silent, and when Ji Nuan suddenly got up to go out to take a breath, he stopped her: " Where to?"

She looked at him. Although the man did not frown when he endured the pain, there was still some sweat on his head. He let the nurse sew up the wound for him with tweezers and needles. It appeared faintly, but he didn't hum, just opened his eyelids and glanced in her direction.

"I'll go get a glass of water."

Ji Nuan said and went out to find a water dispenser.

She wouldn't say it was because the nurses kept staring at his face and chattered a lot, helping him disinfect and leaning over his shoulder and whispering softly in his ear The scene where she didn't know what she was talking about almost knocked over her vinegar bottle.

It's not the right time to be jealous, but she couldn't understand the Cambodian language of these people, and she felt panicked, and she didn't want them to be too careless when dealing with wounds, so she just went out for a walk.

But Ji Nuan couldn't go out for too long. Feng Ling was outside. After chatting a few words with Feng Ling, she poured a glass of water and walked back.

Then he held the water glass and looked at the scene inside.

Mo Jingshen's blood-stained shirt was abandoned on the ground, covered in dust, and there was a not-so-obvious bruise on his brow bone.

Because she finally came back, the man's eyebrows rose slightly, the corner of his eyes looked at her, and he smiled lightly, as if he had already seen the sourness that leaked from her just now.

He was sitting there, dirty and embarrassed, but damn handsome.

Is this the first time Ji Nuan realizes that a person's good looks are not only derived from neat and decent skins, although Mo Jingshen's skins are indeed God's most outstanding creation, and at this moment, the handsomeness of this man It's not the indolence and dignity that she was familiar with in the past, but the masculinity flowing from her bones.

He didn't wear his usual expensive suit, and he didn't tidy up his incomparably handsome appearance.

But his attraction at the moment is fatal.

Therefore, these female doctors and nurses are indeed excusable by treating the wounds while being crazy about him...

The wound was sutured until the night, and Mo Jingshen didn't put on his clothes until half past nine.

Before flying back to the United States, everyone took advantage of the mental state to finally relax, found a good noodle restaurant near the hospital, and ordered dozens of bowls of beef noodles to be sent to the hospital.

Because Mo Jingshen couldn't move for the time being after the back wound was sutured today, the task of feeding Mo's boss naturally fell on Ji Nuan.

Ji Nuan stood in front of Mo Jingshen, stirring the noodles in the bowl, and said, "I fed you for the first time a few days ago, and you knocked over the soup and bowl."

Mo Jing took a deep breath,

It was obvious that she meant to settle accounts in the autumn.

"In that case, it would be a problem for me to eat." Although the two knew it well, he still explained.

Ji Nuan turned his eyes to him at once: "Then you continued to cold me when I was feeding you water, why did you suddenly tease me?"

Mo Jingshen: "..."

After all, Ji Nuan is reluctant to let him go hungry now. Originally, he is a major injury and needs to be taken care of.

Watching the little woman carefully put the still hot face to her mouth and blow it gently, and then feed it to his mouth, Mo Jingshen looked at her and chuckled: "You didn't feed it once or twice. Cheng, are you always looking for a chance to feed me a meal?"

"Can you lift your hands and shoulders now?" Ji Nuan pressed the noodles directly to his lips: "The doctor said that until the wound heals, you can't do anything on your shoulders and back these days, otherwise it will be easy to tear again. , it will be difficult to do then.”

The man looked at her serious expression, hooked his lips, and ate the noodles he fed her to save face.

Ji Nuan also took a few bites in another bowl just now. The taste of Cambodians is different from that in China. Although this is already made by a very good noodle restaurant near the hospital, the taste in this noodle soup is not What she likes is that it is not sour when it is said to be sour, and it is not sweet when it is said to be sweet. There is also a salty taste.

Fortunately, the noodle soup is clean, and the noodles are softer. The noodle is nourishing for the stomach and easy to digest. It is suitable for people who are injured and cannot exercise too much for the time being, so she still has to find a way to make him eat more.

After the meal, the people at the base were ready to board the plane, and Ji Nuan went to help with everyone to carry things and luggage.

Mo Jingshen was not idle, and chatted with Nan Heng and Officer Ente for a long time.

When Ji Nuan went to find him again, he happened to see a very bright light outside the helicopter casting a splendid brilliance on him, and his face was calm, as if everything he had experienced these days could not disrupt his size and footsteps. I don't know what Officer Ente said in front of him, he didn't say a word, only a slight coldness was added to his eyebrows.

Seeing Ji Nuan coming, Mo Jingshen's arms were tied to his shoulders and back, so he listened to the doctor's advice and didn't move, he just motioned her over with his eyes.

Ji Nuan approached him quickly, stood in front of him, the lights fell on the two of them, and the shadows converged.

The winter in Cambodia is still sultry for many days, and it finally felt a little cooler tonight.

Ji Nuan faces the direction of Tonle Sap Lake.

The night sky in Cambodia is silent, only the bright stars twinkle.

This country is beautiful.

But she never wanted to come again.