Just after helping Mo Jingshen take care of the injury on his head, the cabin door opened again. Feng Ling was about to walk in, but first saw Mo Jingshen's black shirt thrown aside.
She paused and took a decisive step back without going in. She said outside, "Mr. Mo, Officer Ent, who is in charge of the US police this time, is looking for you."
Ji Nuan was busy holding him down, not wanting him to go out when he was injured like this.
But Mo Jingshen held her hand on his shoulder, patted it comfortingly, and said to the outside: "I know."
After saying that, he turned to look at Ji Nuan: "Officer Ent had some friendship with me. This time he flew to Cambodia from the United States. It can't be as simple as a rescue. He has interests he wants. Let's go Let’s talk, you rest here, Feng Ling will stay with you.”
Ji Nuan's hand left his body: "Where can we talk?"
"Not far away, the people in the hinterland of this camp have been controlled, and they have been surrounded by base personnel and police. It is very safe. I just went to talk about some things on paper. I will not use knives or guns. I will be back soon. Huh?" He pinched her face.
It took a lot of effort to bring him back to him, but there were still so many follow-up questions that required him to personally come forward.
He obviously couldn't rest well even if he was injured like this.
Ji Nuan was unwilling in her heart, but she still couldn't drag him away on her face, so she nodded: "Okay."
Mo Jingshen picked up the blood-stained black shirt. Ji Nuan was about to say that the shirt was covered in blood, but there was no other clothes to wear at the moment, so he choked on his words.
Luckily the shirt was black, so if you didn't know better you wouldn't have noticed the blood on it.
Mo Jingshen casually buttoned up a few buttons. Except for the light stubble on his chin and a slightly paler appearance, he didn't seem to have any major changes. He was covered in injuries, but he was not in a sorry state.
In comparison, Ji Nuan's white sarong skirt looked miserable.
Seeing the man walk out of the hatch, Ji Nuan followed him. He was blocked by Feng Ling outside before even stepping out.
"Mrs. Mo, rest inside and don't come out." Feng Ling said.
Ji Nuan's eyes glanced not far away. The road she had walked back and forth in the middle of the camp in the past two days was covered with blood, and the gang members were lying there motionless covered in blood.
The nausea in her stomach came again, and she quickly turned around and sat down in the cabin.
She really wasn't fit to go out.
At home, in Haicheng, people who have lived in a peaceful society for too many years have faced such turmoil and murder for the first time. Looking at the blood on the ground and the empty bullet casings of different types, she I'm afraid I'll have nightmares for two years in a row.
Feng Ling stayed outside the helicopter conscientiously. After a while, he said a few words to the people outside the helicopter before entering the cabin again.
"Aren't you going to sleep?" Feng Ling asked when he saw that Ji Nuan kept his eyes open.
"I fell asleep a few hours ago when there was a burst of gunfire down here. I slept for a few hours and now I'm not sleepy." Ji Nuan leaned against the wall of the cabin and said with emotion: "Feng Ling , I feel like I'm watching a movie these days... "
Feng Ling chuckled: "When you watch a movie, can you still see that your hands are full of injuries?"
"At least he survived, right? At least Mo Jingshen is safe." Ji Nuan turned to look at her.
"That's true. I have been on missions at the base over the years and have seen too many lives and deaths. Human life is indeed more important than anything else. During this period, whether it was unexpected experiences or a peaceful life, they were all fleeting. Maybe they were just like a passing cloud. As you said, as long as some things pass, it becomes a movie of life." Feng Ling smiled.
Ji Nuan glanced at her again at this time: "It's over? Did you say that the last time I took birth control pills in T City, it will be over?"
"Just pretend this never happened." Feng Ling suddenly became serious again.
For several days in a row, Ji Nuan didn't dare to laugh. Now he laughed out loud and tilted his head to look at her: "I'm really curious how the relationship between you and Nan Heng came to be. They were brothers before, but now they are like this. What?"
Feng Ling said expressionlessly: "We are brothers now."
"Really?" Ji Nuan curled her lips: "Why do I feel that you treat him as your brother, but he treats you as his woman?"
"Mrs. Mo, were your hands touched by water just now?" Feng Ling suddenly looked at her and abruptly changed the subject.
"Huh?" Ji Nuan saw Feng Ling suddenly take the medicine box.
"How about I help you disinfect it again?"
"...Forget it, it hurts." Ji Nuan put her hands directly behind her back.
It feels like every time Feng Ling encounters topics related to Nan Heng, he becomes less calm and even gets irritable.
Forget it, it's better not to prick her heart. Her husband is not here to rest with her honestly at the moment. She doesn't even take care of her own man, so how can she have the energy to take care of Feng Ling's affairs.
But having said that, if Mo Jingshen is like a towering ancient tree with deep roots in the soil, which can protect her from the wind and rain all the time, then Nan Heng may be like the wind. Not only is this kind of man equally unfathomable, , and even more distant and out of reach. With Feng Ling's temperament, if he really takes it seriously, he doesn't know how he will be bullied.
Therefore, it is better for Feng Ling to continue to follow her.
…
About two hours later, it was getting dark. Feng Ling went to get some dry bread and mineral water for Ji Nuan to cushion his stomach first.
But Ji Nuan couldn't eat. Even though the cabin door was closed, she could still smell the smell of blood on the ground outside.
Besides, Mo Jingshen hasn't eaten or drank for so many days. He probably hasn't eaten anything yet, so how can she continue to eat
Seeing Ji Nuan holding dry bread in her hand, but keeping looking at the gauze in her hand, Feng Ling knew that her heart needed some time to settle. After all, the experience these days would be something she would never forget.
Feng Ling said nothing, opened the door and got off the plane, and went outside to check the injuries of other brothers in the base.
Mo Jingshen finally came back until the night-specific insect chirping sounded in the surrounding dense forest due to darkness.
Mo Jingshen entered the cabin door and saw the intact bread and unopened mineral water in Ji Nuan's hand, and asked her, "Why don't you eat?"
When Ji Nuan heard his voice, she suddenly came to her senses. She stood up and raised the two things in her hand towards him: "Here you can eat."
Mo Jingshen stared at her for a long time, and finally smiled slowly. He walked over and took the little woman into his arms who looked forward to him eating: "I already drank water and ate something simple in the afternoon. Something, I’m not hungry now.”
"But you haven't eaten for several days. Can you feel full after eating just that little? Can you sustain it physically?" When Ji Nuan thought about him not eating or drinking for the past few days, she couldn't bear it and twitched. A throbbing pain.