The people at Base XI were responsible for sending the children back to the farm. Everyone packed up and prepared to leave Tonle Sap Lake before dark. Because of Mo Jingshen’s injuries and the condition of other injured people, they had to go to the hospital in the Cambodian capital first, and then go directly back to the United States tomorrow morning. .
Ji Nuan asked if she wanted to go back to the United States with them. Nan Heng only replied, if Mo Jingshen goes to the United States, won'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, they couldn't help but say a lot because the injury on Mo Jingshen's back was too serious, while helping him. He treated the wound while staring at his face that was still extremely handsome despite this situation, constantly looking for opportunities to say more.
Ji Nuan couldn't understand what they were talking about, but when she saw the eyes of the female doctor and the nurse staring at Mo Jingshen's face and back, her heart felt as if a bottle of vinegar had been poured on the flames, it was hot and hot. acid.
But she couldn't have an attack at this time. Mo Jingshen's injury was too serious and the doctor was treating the wound anyway. She couldn't run over and put a shirt on him and take him away from the hospital at this time.
However, no matter what those doctors and nurses were saying, and I don't know if Mo Jingshen understood it, he was sitting there with his eyes clear and silent. When Ji Nuan suddenly stood up and wanted to go out to take a breath, he stopped her: " Where to?"
She looked at him. Although the man did not frown even as he endured the pain, there was still some sweat on his head. He allowed the nurse to use tweezers and needles to suture his wounds. It was obvious that the veins on the back of his hands were all broken. It appeared faintly, but without a sound, he only opened his eyelids and glanced in her direction.
"I'll get a glass of water."
Ji Nuan said and went out to find a water dispenser.
She wouldn't say it was because those nurses kept staring at his face and chattering a lot, disinfecting him and leaning down against his shoulders to whisper softly in his ears. This scene that she didn't know what to say almost overturned her jealous bottle.
It was not the right time to be jealous at this time, but she couldn't understand the Cambodian language of these people, and felt even more panicked. She didn't want them to be too careless when treating their wounds, so she might as well go out for a walk first.
But Ji Nuan couldn't go out for too long. Feng Ling was outside. After chatting with Feng Ling for a few words, she poured a glass of water and walked back.
Then he held the water glass and looked at the scene inside.
Mo Jingshen's bloodstained shirt was abandoned on the ground, covered in dust, and there was a not particularly obvious bruise on his brow bone.
Because she was finally back, the corners of the man's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he looked at her from the corner of his eyes with a clear and shallow smile, as if he had already seen the sourness that had seeped out of her just now.
He was sitting there, obviously dirty and embarrassed, but damn handsome.
Is this the first time Ji Nuan realizes that a person's good looks do not only come from a neat and decent skin? Although Mo Jingshen's skin is indeed God's most outstanding creation, at this moment, this man's handsomeness It wasn't the indifference and dignity she was familiar with in the past, but the masculinity flowing from her bones.
He didn't wear the expensive suit he usually wore, and he didn't tidy up his extremely handsome appearance.
But his attraction at the moment was fatal.
So it is indeed understandable that these female doctors and nurses were treating him while being infatuated with him...
The wound was stitched until 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 their mental state to finally relax. They found a good noodle shop near the hospital and ordered dozens of bowls of beef noodles to be delivered to the hospital.
Because Mo Jingshen could not move for the time being after the wound on his back was sutured today, the task of feeding Boss Mo naturally fell on Ji Nuan.
Ji Nuan stood in front of Mo Jingshen, stirring the noodles in the bowl and saying, "I fed you for the first time a few days ago, and you knocked over the soup and the bowl."
Mo Jingshen paused for a moment, clearly feeling that she wanted to settle accounts with his wife.
"In that case, it's only when I eat that there's a problem." Although the two of them knew it well, he still explained.
Ji Nuan immediately glanced at him: "Then you continued to cool me when I was feeding you water. Why did you suddenly flirt with me?"
Mo Jingshen: "..."
After all, Ji Nuan is not willing to let him go hungry now. Originally, he is a critical injury and needs special care.
Seeing the little woman carefully putting the still hot noodle to her mouth, blowing on it gently, and then feeding it to his mouth, Mo Jingshen looked at her and chuckled: "You haven't fed me once or twice. Well, you always want to find a chance to feed me a meal?"
"Can you lift your hands and shoulders now?" Ji Nuan put the noodles directly to his lips: "The doctor said that before the wound heals, you can't do any movement in your shoulder and back in the past few days, otherwise it will easily tear again. , it will be difficult to handle it then.”
The man looked at her serious expression, curled his lips, and ate the noodles she fed him to save his face.
Ji Nuan just took a few bites from another bowl. The taste of Cambodian people is different from that in China. Although this is a very good noodle shop near the hospital, the taste of the noodle soup is not the same. What she likes is not sour, not sweet, and salty, but she just can't get used to it.
Fortunately, the noodle soup is clean and the noodles are relatively soft. The noodles are nourishing to the stomach and easy to digest. It is suitable for people who are injured and cannot do much activities 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 move things and luggage with everyone.
Mo Jingshen was not idle either and chatted with Officer Nan Heng and Ente for a long time.
When Ji Nuan went to look for him again, he happened to see a very bright light outside the helicopter casting a blinding light on him, and his face was calm, as if nothing he had experienced these days could disrupt his order and pace. I don't know what Officer Ent said in front of him. He said nothing, but there was a slight coldness in his eyebrows.
Seeing Ji Nuan coming over, Mo Jingshen's arm was tied to his shoulder and back. He listened to the doctor's advice and didn't move. He only motioned her over with his eyes.
Ji Nuan quickly approached him and stood in front of him. The light fell on the two of them, and their shadows merged.
Cambodia’s winter is still sweltering for many days, but tonight it finally feels cooler.
Ji Nuan faces the direction of Tonle Sap Lake.
The night sky in Cambodia was silent, with only the bright stars twinkling.
This country is beautiful.
But she never wants to come again in this life.