Chapter 857: There Are Wind Chimes in the South, and Hengmu in the North (One Hundred and Twenty)

Feng Ling rested in the base for two days, and indeed he did not see Li Nanheng for two days.

Boss Li said that she didn't want to see her within two days, but she didn't shut herself up in the residence for that long. She went to the cafeteria and the infirmary on the way, and met the sister of Dr. Wen, but the only one she didn't see was Li Nanheng. .

When I saw the red car, I subconsciously thought that Dr. Wen's sister should be a young and flamboyant girl like Qin Shuke.

It turned out to be a 24-year-old fair, quiet, intelligent and calm woman who has already graduated from a medical university in France with a Ph. Brother, by the way, because her brother is not feeling well recently and went out to see a doctor, she is here in the infirmary to replace him for a few days.

It is precisely because Feng Ling went to the infirmary to get medicine in the past two days, that's why he had two contacts with Miss Wen, and he felt that she was a very nice woman.

But last time in the cafeteria, when the members of the base mentioned Dr. Wen's sister, there seemed to be gossip in their eyes, so what happened?

Such a beautiful, gentle and generous female doctor, is there any gossip?

On the second night of Feng Ling's rest, there was a task to be performed at the base as usual. Although it was a small task, I heard that Boss Li also went. The reason why everyone mentioned that Boss Li also went was because He was wounded.

The injury on his arm a few days ago has not healed.

The mission lasted a total of three hours. Several terrorists who were causing trouble in Los Angeles were subdued by members of the Mob I base, and two were shot dead on the spot. It is said that the person who shot was Li Nanheng.

Feng Ling heard all this from Ah K's mouth. After all, she hadn't seen the boss for two days, and even the lights in the next room hadn't been turned on in the past two days.

A group of people took the dispatched helicopter from the XI base and hurried back to the base.

Feng Ling watched the plane above the base from the balcony, until the moment the plane landed, holding his hand on the railing of the balcony, he felt an inexplicable impulse in his heart.

The injury on Boss Li's arm is all because of her, but she has never cared about him since he was injured, and now he goes out with the injury, even if it is only a skin injury, it still hurts the flesh, and any movement will pull If you get to the wound, it will definitely not heal well.

Almost as soon as Li Nanheng got out of the cabin, he immediately wanted to rush back to his residence to change clothes. The moment he walked downstairs, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Feng Ling on the balcony for a moment.

She was wearing the short-sleeved T-shirt she usually wears only when she sleeps,

The cleanly washed hair looks a little obedient, and it can be seen that the past two days should be rested well, the face is very good, and the state is also very good.

It's just that her eyes were a little straight, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

He looked at her for a moment, didn't speak, gave up his plan to go back to the residence, turned around and left.

Seeing that he was gone, Feng Ling suddenly came back to his senses, quickly turned around and ran out quickly. When he ran downstairs, he quickly ran behind him, and then quickly circled to him. Because he was running too fast, his breathing was a little short. It took only a few seconds for her to return to normal, she stood up straight and looked at the tall man in front of her, with his cold eyes.

"Boss."

Li Nanheng looked at her, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Who allowed you to run out of the base dressed like this?"

It's an admonishing tone.

Faint.

It seemed that he hadn't experienced any life or death catastrophe during the three hours of the emergency support mission outside, but he could tell from his gloomy eyes that he was not in a very happy mood.

Feng Ling tugged at the hem of his white T-shirt: "Boss, I just want to see the injury on your arm. If it hasn't healed, I..."

"Good or bad, it has nothing to do with you, go back."

Feng Ling's eyes were already looking at his arm at this time. Although he was wearing a battle uniform, he vaguely felt that the position of his arm was not very relaxed. It should still be in pain, or a wound that hadn't healed well. Cracked again.

Just as she was about to speak, Han Jin came over and asked, "Boss, are you okay? I heard from San Fatty and the others that it was dangerous outside just now. Those people kidnapped many people there. You rushed in to save them." I got hurt more or less all the time."

Li Nanheng responded lightly: "It's okay."

Han Jin looked at him again: "No injury?"

"The arm movement is not flexible. When rescuing the hostages, the movement was too forceful. It is estimated that the wrist ligament was strained. I will go to the infirmary later to have a look. It's nothing serious."

"A sprained ligament is not a trivial matter. Hurry up and have a look, and don't leave any problems."

The conversation ended like this, and Li Nanheng left without saying a word to Feng Ling.

Han Jin also took a look at Feng Ling, and reminded: "Isn't there a system in the base? You are not allowed to dress casually outside your residence. Why did you come out wearing this?"

"I'll go back and change it right away. Is the previous injury on the boss's arm serious? That's why the arm is inflexible? I'll follow you to the infirmary?" Feng Ling said.

"No, the boss can go there by himself. Ms. Wen is more careful than Dr. Wen, and it is more reliable to change the dressing and bandage for the boss. Don't worry at all."

Everything around seemed to be at peace.

Feng Ling looked at the direction in which Li Nanheng and Han Jin were leaving. After looking at it for a while, he thought about it and felt that he still needed to go and have a look. After all, this injury was caused by her.

Go back to the residence, pick up the coat and pants, put them on, and rush straight to the infirmary after getting dressed.

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infirmary.

Li Nanheng sat on a chair with his arms on the table.

The woman in the white skirt put on a white coat, bent down and carefully checked his wrist and arm.

After a long while, the woman came to a conclusion: "Wrist ligament is strained. I will apply medicine to you first. Don't use too much force for half a month. You have to rest well, otherwise it is easy to leave sequelae. This will not affect your holding a gun in the future." It's very unfavorable, so you must remember my words within half a month, don't force yourself."

Li Nanheng frowned: "Impossible for half a month."

The woman glared at him: "If you think this hand will be useless in the future, and you can't even hold a gun, then you can do whatever you want!"

"Not for a week?"

"There's no bargaining in this matter?" The woman said incredulously, "I don't know how bad the wound on your arm was at that time? You kept hiding it so that no one else could see it, and the bullet directly grazed the flesh and blood. Go a little deeper and you will see the bones directly, you shouldn’t be on a mission today, and you still don’t listen to the doctor’s words!”

Li Nanheng was silent for a moment, then compromised: "Well, don't use any force for now, but if there are some unavoidable circumstances, we will talk about it later."

"You have such a temper that you can't pull back a few cows. It's been like this since you were a child..."

As soon as Feng Ling walked outside the door of the infirmary, he heard a woman's voice inside.