Probably it was too quiet in the ward.
Or maybe Feng Ling was used to living alone in a room.
In this neither big nor small ward, she seemed to be able to hear the man's steady breathing when she closed her eyes, which sounded particularly nice in the quiet night.
She had never thought that the sound of a person's breathing could attract her attention.
Feng Ling closed his eyes for a while. He really didn't dare to look towards the sofa, but he could get a rough idea.
For example, I vaguely heard the man changing his position on the sofa. He should have leaned on the edge where there is a pillow. Thinking about Boss Li's usual behavior, I guess the man was stretching casually at this moment. Her limbs just leaned there to relax, and then she heard the key tone of the phone again, but it only rang a few times before it turned to silent. It must be that Boss Li was afraid of disturbing her, so he turned the key tone of the phone to silent. .
Feng Ling lay stiffly like this for a while, then turned over on the bed.
"Aren't you sleeping yet?" A man's voice sounded casually, especially clear and calm in the quiet night.
Feng Ling turned his back to the man on the other side of the sofa, opened his eyes, and said softly: "Well, I'll fall asleep soon."
"What's wrong with you?"
"No, I did nebulization twice today and I feel much better. I should be able to leave the hospital in less than a week. I don't think it's serious."
"The doctor asked you to stay in the hospital for a week of observation, so stay here for a week. It's not too much to have you in the base, and it's not too much to have you in the base. Recuperate in peace and don't have to rush back."
After the man finished speaking, the ward became quiet again.
Feng Ling didn't speak anymore, just closed his eyes.
About half an hour later, there was a slight knock on the door of the ward, which was not very noisy. Then Xiao Xu walked in and saw Feng Ling lying on the bed. He didn't know that he was asleep, so he walked softly. He went over and put the set of clothes he just bought on the sofa.
"Boss, please try this suit to see if it fits you. I bought it according to the size you usually wear. It should be about the same."
"Well, okay, you go and have a rest." Li Nanheng took out the clothes from the bag and motioned for Xiao Xu to go back to the rest room next to him and take a rest early.
Xiao Xu nodded. After all, it was too late and there was nothing to talk about in this ward. He turned around and walked out.
The ward became quiet again. Nan Heng spread out the newly bought clothes and took a look. He was about to put them on directly next to the sofa. He paused when he was about to untie the bath towel and looked at the bed with his back to him. Looking at his own Feng Ling.
Normally, since everyone is a man, there is nothing to avoid.
But I don't know whether it was because Feng Ling was avoiding him like this, or because I had an inexplicable feeling for Feng Ling. For a moment, I felt that it was not appropriate to change clothes directly here.
The man took his clothes and went into the simple bathroom. After changing his clothes, he took the dirty clothes in the sink and the black battle uniform jacket placed on the sofa outside and washed them inside.
Hearing the sound of manual washing coming from the bathroom, Feng Ling opened his eyes again, and in a blink of an eye, through the now open door of the bathroom, he saw a man wearing a black shirt and black casual pants inside.
Although the management system in the XI base is not as strict as the domestic military, it is similar.
Everyone also washes their own clothes.
However, Boss Li's clothes are often scrambled by his subordinates to help wash them, but the boss never lets these people wash them. Sometimes everyone even speculates whether there will be a housekeeper arranged by the Li family in the base. Or an aunt or something like that, but they didn't notice it, otherwise why would Boss Li's clothes be so clean
Now it looks like he washes his clothes himself.
Even though this is the eldest son of the Li family, he has been sent to Base XI since he was a child. He is probably already accustomed to a hands-on life and does not have any of the eldest son's affluence diseases.
Although there are simple toilets and bathrooms in the hospital ward, after all, this is not a place suitable for washing clothes. Nan Heng only picked up a piece of antibacterial soap next to him and casually separated the dirt on the clothes from those violent... After cleaning the blood stains on the child, at least it no longer looked so dirty, he washed it a few more times with water, and then hung it in the bathroom. He planned to put it in the washing machine and wash it again when he returned to the base. .
The man walked out of the bathroom and in a blink of an eye saw Feng Ling who had opened his eyes again at some point.
His stern eyebrows raised.
The moment their eyes met, Feng Ling thought for a while and sat up from the bed.
"Boss, I can't sleep. Please tell me what you should pay attention to when confronting violent elements. If there is such a mission in the future, I can also rush to the front line." Feng Ling sat up and said.
"There are no things to note. The mission is just a mission. When completing the mission, the most important thing is to remember to save your own life. Base XI does not have so many brainwashing ideas about sacrificing one's life for the country. We are just a semi-military base, serving the United Nations. All the countries included are responsible for all aspects of security issues, with the United States and China being the most important because they have the largest number of people in the base, especially the Chinese." The man said calmly: "The mission has been completed well. At the same time, you must come back with your own life. This is the most basic principle. Everything else depends on adaptability and daily physical training. If your physical strength cannot withstand it, you will die if you bleed a little. If you can resist it, your blood will You can still be rescued even if you have been bleeding for a whole day, this is the importance of physical fitness.”
Feng Ling understood what he meant: "I am working very hard to improve my physical endurance. If you give me a little more time, I will definitely not be worse than the others in the sniper team."
"You're not worse than anyone else, but you are indeed too thin." The man looked at her wearing a large light blue hospital gown. Such a hospital gown was too loose on her body, like a child's. It's like stealing an adult's clothes.
Feng Ling really couldn't do anything about this.
She has worked very hard to build muscle, but women's bodies are inherently different from men's. Men may be able to develop various strong muscles through such long-term training.
But women.
In particular, she is taller among women, but has a very small frame. No matter how much she eats or exercises, at most she only looks healthier than other women, and at most she is doing something special. When moving, there will be a little bit of the muscles of an athletic woman on the arms and calves that are not usually visible.
If she wants to become as strong and strong as other men, I'm afraid she will have to be a man in her next life.