Feng Ling rested in the base for two days, and indeed did not see Li Nanheng for two days.
Boss Li said that he didn't want to see her within two days, but she didn't lock herself in her residence for that long. She also went to the cafeteria and the infirmary on the way. She saw Dr. Wen's sister, 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.
The result is a 24-year-old woman who is fair, quiet, and very smart and calm. She has graduated with a doctorate from a medical university in France. I heard that she has joined the largest hospital in Los Angeles. It is rare to take a few days off to visit her here at the base. Brother, by the way, because her brother was not feeling well recently and went out to see a doctor, she took over here in the infirmary for a few days.
It was precisely because Feng Ling had gone to the infirmary to get medicine in the past two days that he had two contacts with Miss Wen. She felt that she was a very good woman.
But last time in the cafeteria, when those base members mentioned Dr. Wen's sister, their eyes seemed to be filled with gossip. What was going on
Could such a beautiful, gentle and generous female doctor have any gossip
On the second night after Feng Ling rested, there was a mission to be carried out in the base as usual. Although it was a small mission, I heard that Boss Li was also there. The reason why everyone mentioned that Boss Li was also there was because He went there wounded.
The injury on his arm a few days ago has not healed yet.
The mission lasted for a total of three hours. Several members of the terrorist base I who caused trouble in Los Angeles were subdued, and two others were shot dead on the spot. It is said that the shooter was Li Nanheng.
Feng Ling heard all this from Ah K. After all, she hadn't seen her boss for two days, and even the light in the next room hadn't turned on in the past two days.
The group of people took the dispatched helicopter from the XI base and rushed back to the base.
Feng Ling looked at the plane over the base on the balcony. Until the moment the plane landed, he held his hand on the railing of the balcony and felt an inexplicable impulse in his heart.
The injury on Boss Li's arm was all because of her, but she has always ignored him since he was injured. Now he goes out with the injury again. Even if it is just a skin injury, it still hurts the flesh. Any movement will pull it. If the wound is damaged, it will definitely not heal properly.
Li Nanheng almost got out of the cabin and 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 a short-sleeved T-shirt that she usually wore only when sleeping. Her washed hair was very clean and she looked a little docile. It could be seen that she had had a good rest in the past two days and her face looked good. The condition 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, said nothing, gave up on returning to his residence, turned around and left.
When Feng Ling saw him leaving, he suddenly came back to his senses, turned around and ran out quickly. After running downstairs, he hurriedly ran behind him, then quickly walked around to him. Because he was running too fast, his breathing was a little short. He only calmed down for a few seconds before returning to normal. He stood up straight and looked at the tall man in front of him, and the cold look in his eyes.
"Boss."
Li Nanheng looked at her and asked in a low voice: "Who allowed you to run out of the base dressed like this?"
It was an admonishing tone.
Lightly.
It seemed that he had not experienced any life-or-death disaster during the three hours of emergency support mission outside, but his eyes were heavy and he could tell 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's not healed yet, I..."
"Whether it's good or bad has nothing to do with you, just go back."
Feng Ling's eyes were already looking at his arm at this moment. Although he was wearing a battle uniform, he had a vague feeling that the posture of his arm was not very relaxed. It was probably still hurting, or the wound had not healed well in the first place. It cracked again.
Just as she was about to speak, Han Jin came over and asked, "Boss, are you okay? I heard San Pang and the others said it was very dangerous outside just now. Those people kidnapped many people there. You rushed in to save them." I was more or less injured all the time.”
Li Nanheng responded calmly: "It's okay."
Han Jin looked at him again: "Not injured?"
"My arms are not flexible. I used too much force when rescuing the hostages. I think my wrist ligaments were strained. I'll go to the infirmary later to check. It's nothing serious."
"A ligament strain is not a trivial matter. Go and have a look quickly to avoid leaving any problems."
The conversation ended like this, and Li Nanheng left without saying a word to Feng Ling.
Han Jin also glanced at Feng Ling and reminded: "Isn't there a system in the base? You are not allowed to dress too casually outside of your residence. Why did you come out wearing this?"
"I'll go back and change immediately. Is the previous injury on the boss's arm serious? Is that why the arm is not flexible? Should I follow you to the infirmary?" Feng Ling said.
"No, the boss can just go there by himself. Miss Wen is more attentive than Dr. Wen, and she is more reliable in changing the boss's dressing and bandaging. There is no need to worry at all."
Everything seemed to be peaceful around him.
Feng Ling looked at the direction in which Li Nanheng and Han Jin were leaving. After looking for a while, he thought about it and felt that he still needed to go and take a look. After all, the injury was all caused by her.
He returned to his residence, picked up his coat and pants and put them on. After getting dressed, he rushed directly to the infirmary.
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Infirmary.
Li Nanheng sat on the chair with his arms on the table.
The woman in a white skirt put on a white coat and bent down to check his wrists and arms carefully.
After a long while, the woman came to a conclusion: "You have a strained wrist ligament. I will apply medicine to you first. You must not exert too much force for half a month. You must have a good rest, otherwise it is easy to leave sequelae. This will be harmful to you in the future when holding a gun." It’s very unfavorable, so you must remember my words within half a month and don’t use force.”
Li Nanheng frowned: "It's impossible for half a month."
The woman glared at him: "If you want this hand to be useless in the future and you can't even hold a gun, then you can do whatever you want!"
"Not for a week?"
"How is there any bargaining in this matter?" The woman looked puzzled: "I don't know how bad the injury on your arm was at that time. You still hid it so that no one else could see it. The bullet directly grazed the flesh and blood. If it goes any deeper, it will touch the bone. You shouldn’t go on a mission today, and you still don’t listen to the doctor!”
Li Nanheng was silent for a moment and compromised: "Okay, let's not use force for now, but if there are some unavoidable circumstances, we will talk about it later."
"You have such a temper that even a few cows can't control. You've 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.