Subconsciously trying to touch it, the whole person suddenly staggered into his arms, and at the same time he threw into his arms, he heard his low voice helplessly said: "Still touching it? Do you want to pierce the meat deeper and keep it in memory? "
Seeing her injured, he feels distressed no matter how big or small she is.
Knowing that it is inevitable, but my heart still hurts.
He wanted to put her in his palm, hurting and petting, and had to let go of his hands for professional reasons, watching her hurt, watching her suffering, watching her suffer all the time.
It is said that no rainbow can be seen without wind and rain. As a special soldier, they may not be able to see the rainbow after the ups and downs. The next second may be eternal darkness, and the sun will never be seen again.
He and she, the special soldiers who walked on the blade through wind and rain, were calm and casual in the face of their injuries, but they felt extremely distressed in the eyes of the other party.
She knows how much pain she feels when she sees the wound on her waist, and she also knows how worried she is when he loses the news.
Ye Jian didn't touch it again, and threw himself into his arms with a smile: "Don't keep memorial for this kind of small injury. The injury on your body is called a memorial."
Listening to her nonchalant tone, Xia Jinyuan felt deeply bitter in her heart.
He also wanted to protect her well, so that she didn't have any injuries. He also wanted to face the war. All the dangers were borne by him, and she only needed to stand behind her.
He thought too, but he just thought about it.
The girl who bowed her head and kissed her and didn't want to get up from her arms, her warm lips pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, "Brave little fox, let's pick out the thorns first, and then let you hold them when we get to the bed. "
Let her hug the bed again... Ye Jian glanced at the 1.5-meter double bed with Yu Guang. He was just over 1.8 meters tall, and he had to be curled up to lie on it.
The curtains were drawn in the room, Xia Jinyuan turned on the bedside lamp, and took a close look at the two bush thorns that pierced the corner of her eye, fearing it was a bit deep.
The needle used to suture the wound was sterilized in alcohol, fingers lightly pressed the corners of her eyes, deep and gloomy eyes stared at the deep thorns, and said softly: "The thorns are a bit deep. Picking it out will cause pain, bear with me. "
The stabbing was immediately pierced into the flesh without much pain, especially when she was fully engaged in combat, and she didn't even feel the stabbing cut on her face.
At this moment, it hurts to use a needle to pick out the thorn in the flesh. The needle lightly touches the hard thorn. Xia Jinyuan saw Ye Jian’s long, curly eyelashes tremble, and he subconsciously coaxed the child. Blowing without pain, the mouth is still coaxing softly, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, be good, it won't hurt for a while."
The tone of coaxing the three-year-old child made Ye Jian couldn't help but laugh. With a smile, the apple muscles on her face moved the corners of her eyes, making Xia Jinyuan's eyes quick and fast, so she quickly grabbed the needle in her far hand to avoid stabbing her.
"Seriously, don't laugh." He pretended to be angry, bluffed his face and spoke, breaking his work in less than two seconds.
With softness in her arms, Jun Yan continued to coax, "It will be well soon, not two thorns, but three."
"Stuck in the meat for so long, and was soaked in raw water for a few hours. The wound is too close to the corner of the eye. Don't hurt your eyes with suppuration."
I usually don't have time to take care of her. Now he is by her side. As a boyfriend, he naturally has to take care of her carefully.
Ye Jian didn't move any more, the pointed needle still touched the edge of the eyelash roots just now, not afraid that the suppuration would hurt the eyes, but I was afraid that if I laugh again, the needle tip would accidentally poke my eyes.