"Why are you here?"

"Can you change it?" Leng Feng smiled bitterly. Why did this woman always treat him coldly, with an expression of "Go away"?

"What?"

"Just on the Japanese position, the first sentence you said when you saw me was also this." Leng Feng had a good memory. As long as he was willing, he could remember anyone accidentally said ten years ago, let alone what happened less than an hour ago.

"Are you okay?"

Zhou Xue's eyes softened a lot. After all, if it weren't for Leng Feng just now, she might have been buried under the snake's kiss.

"I heard that you are injured by your subordinates. Come and see you. By the way, let Yang Rui and the others make a bowl of noodles for you and bring them to you later."

"Thank you, my injury is not serious, Feiyan can handle it."

"Master, Sister Zhou is injured on her left shoulder. The wound is very big. I won't suture the wound..."

"Flying Swallow!"

"Really, Master, I can only pull out shrapnel and clean the wounds without any problem. But if the suture is stitched, my handicrafts are too poor and the sutures are too ugly. So I plan to ask Master to arrange a car to take us back to the field hospital."

"Sewing the wound, such a simple thing, haven't you learned in battlefield rescue?" Leng Feng glared at Zhao Feiyan, "Where is the wound, I'll stitch it."

"There is a difference between men and women, Sister Zhou..."

"At this time, there are so many poor people and particulars. What can I do if I take a look?" Leng Feng snorted, "Soldiers will inevitably be injured. Could it be that you were injured on the battlefield because you were a woman, watching her bleeding and die. What kind of feudal ideas are you?"

"Feolish?" Zhou Xue couldn't help but blush her cheeks. She was as clean as jade. Why did she become a feudal thought?

"The wound is not small, why do you have iron filings in the wound? This is a shrapnel, why didn't the wound be cleaned? If you have time, argue about this. Don't think about cleaning the wound first to prevent wound infection. What are your women's minds?" Leng Feng walked over and reached out and lifted a corner of Zhou Xue's left shoulder.

Suddenly, he felt a chill on his back. Zhou Xue was almost furious, but her body couldn't lift her body, and her cheeks were red and bleeding.

My white back has never been seen by men. Even when I was studying in the UK, I was very conservative in attending dance parties.

She is a woman who receives Western education but is very Chinese-style conservative in her heart. In her, Western methods and Chinese ways of doing things can be regarded as a contradictory complex.

There is self-release, independence, conservatism, struggle and contradiction, which is a phenomenon that many Chinese people in this era have.

"Feiyan, prepare for it, I'll clean the wounds of your group Zhou." Leng Feng ordered.

"Oh, I'll get some water."

"I don't need you to help me." Seeing Zhao Feiyan walk out, Zhou Xue turned around and gritted her teeth.

"Yes, I have a condition." Leng Feng didn't have to take advantage of Zhou Xue's "benefits". In fact, he still admired Zhou Xue very much, but it was not the kind of men's kind of women. It was a pure appreciation. Appreciating her abilities and talents. It is not easy for a woman to control her own destiny independently in this world.

“What conditions?”

"You are not allowed to take risks in the future. You are now a weapon manufacturing expert, and your value is not on the battlefield." Leng Feng said slowly, his eyes as if he could see through the woman's heart.

"If no one could have mastered Killer No. 1, I wouldn't have been willing to take risks alone."

"There are more than one way to deal with the Japanese bunkers. I just came to ask you to try it, but I didn't say that you had to do this. If something happened to you, it would be too big for us. I can't find anyone to replace you now." Leng Feng said.

"Master Leng means that as long as someone can replace me, you won't say these words?"

"You have to be so stubborn, and I can't do anything about it. You have a close relationship with Xiaoyun recently. She doesn't have many people who can talk to her normally. I don't want you to have something to do, as it will be a big blow to her." Leng Feng said.

“…”

"Do you care about Xiaoyun very much?"

"yes."

"Why don't you tell her that she likes you very much, you know." Zhou Xue turned around and questioned, not realizing that half of her body, and the touch of the white white all fell into Leng Feng's eyes.

The scenery was beautiful, Leng Feng glanced at me with a glance, and a slight slight rippling in his heart.

"You, what are you looking at?" Zhou Xue finally noticed something strange in Leng Feng's eyes. She looked down and saw that she was standing in front of Leng Feng half-naked. She was too excited just now and actually forgot that her shirt on her shoulder was completely open.

"I saw everything I can see." Leng Feng said calmly.

"You are shameless!" Zhou Xue's face turned pale. She didn't expect that the man Wu Xiaoyun liked was Master Leng Feng, who was regarded as an anti-Japanese hero by everyone, was such a good and lustful person.

"I said I didn't see it, and you would also think that I was more shameless and hypocritical, at least, I didn't mean it."

After listening to Leng Feng's explanation, although Zhou Xue was not completely relieved, she at least did not feel ashamed and angry as before. At least he did not lie.

"Forget it, your first impression of me is not good. No matter what I say or do, you will never think about the good side." Leng Feng also knew, "Feiyan comes in later and asks her to help you clear the wound. Bandage it first, and then I will send you a car to the field hospital and find the female military doctor there to help you sew it."

Suddenly, Zhou Xue's face turned pale, then a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her waist bent down. Leng Feng saw a stream of red between her legs and crawled down from her trouser legs.

"What's wrong with you?" Leng Feng was startled. Although the wound on the shoulder was large, it did not hurt the large blood vessels, and the blood flow rate of the wound was not fast.

"My stomach hurts." Zhou Xue felt a piercing pain coming from under her belly, and soon she couldn't stand the pain.

"You have other injuries if you have stomachache?"

"No, go and call Feiyan..." Zhou Xue's abdominal pain was unbearable, her face was pale, and the sweat beads on her forehead were as big as soybeans. She was injured and lost blood, and she was exhausted. If she sweated a lot, the electrolyte flow in her body accelerated, and it was easy for people to fall into shock.

"Zhou Xue, wait a moment, I'll call Feiyan..." Before Leng Feng could finish speaking, Zhou Xueren poured into his arms.

Leng Feng saw that there was nothing he could do, so he couldn't push the person away. He quickly picked up Zhou Xue and put it on the camp bed in the tent. After a look, he saw that blood was flowing from Zhou Xue's private parts.

I checked my pulse again. It was a little thin, but it was still quite powerful and was not in danger of life.

Leng Feng turned around and went out and called Zhao Feiyan who was going to fetch water.

Zhao Feiyan was also shocked by Zhou Xue's situation and quickly checked Zhou Xue's body, while Leng Feng was guarding outside the tent. Zhou Xue must not have any accidents this time. Otherwise, a lot of work in the Light Weapons Research Institute of the Honorary First Division would have to stop and find a suitable person in charge. It would be too difficult.

Leng Feng is clear about how rare talent is in this era.

"How is it, what's going on in Zhou Xue?" Zhao Feiyan came out of it. Leng Feng wiped out the cigarette butt in his hand, walked over and asked anxiously.

"Sister Zhou is here. She has dysmenorrhea and has a lot of bleeding. At this time, she should be most afraid of strenuous exercise, and tonight..."

"Why didn't she say this?" Leng Feng understood. Zhou Xue was not injured, but happened to meet every woman's days every month.

"This is a woman's wife, how could she tell others that if I hadn't met today, I wouldn't have known it." Zhao Feiyan said.

"So Zhou Xue woke up?"

"Um."

"Can I go in and take a look?" Leng Feng asked.

"It should be possible, but the wound on her left shoulder has not been stitched yet..."

"Didn't you sew her?"

"My name is going to the military doctor to get medicine and injections. I was so anxious just now that I forgot."

"Didn't you bring an emergency kit?"

"Take it..."

"Is there no suture needle in the first aid kit?" Leng Feng glared at Zhao Feiyan, and he could not even imagine such a simple thing.

"I forgot that I have never used the first aid kit..." Zhao Feiyan looked embarrassed. She was rarely injured. If she was injured, she would definitely be lying in the hospital. So for her, the first aid kit basically did not have this concept, and it was inevitable that she would not have thought of it for a while.

"Give me a first aid kit, I'll go and sew her the wound." Leng Feng said, "You go and get some ginger and brown sugar water for Zhou Xue."

"Master, do you understand this?"

"Go quickly!"

"You don't want to die anymore. If you have this problem, don't say anything. Do you know that if a woman comes to this, if she is dealt with improperly with external forces, it will kill people."

"I'm quite stubborn and don't say anything. I'll sew the wound on you. If you agree, just huh and hum if you don't agree."

"uh-huh!"

"I understand, I agree." Leng Feng gently took off a sleeve, revealing the wound on his left shoulder. The wound was washed with clean water quickly, and the bleeding powder was added. The blood was still penetrated. The wound was too long and must be sutured so that it could heal quickly.

The wound is really long. Leng Feng sewed it eight stitches. I guess the scar will be difficult to eliminate even if it grows. This is a lifelong thing.

"I will teach you a way to alleviate your problem. Is your left leg painful now?"

Zhou Xue frowned slightly. How did he know that his left leg was in pain? How could he, a man, be so clear about women's problems?

"There is a point here called Xuehai point. When it hurts so much, press the right knee with your left hand, press the left knee with your right hand, and press and rub your thumbs at the same time. Do you feel better?"

"This acupoint is used to promote menstruation and promote blood circulation. In normal times, you can press the acupoints of Sanyinjiao every day. At this position, you cannot press it now. The more you press it, the more painful it will be..."

Leng Feng exerted a slight force, and Zhou Xue obviously felt the stinging pain in her body increase.

"Press ten minutes a day, acupuncture is also OK. Of course, I suggest you go to Dean Tang of the field hospital. She should be able to cure your problem and will not recover from it in the future."

"Master!"

"The wound has been sewn. Feed her with ginger and brown sugar water and let her rest here for one night. Tomorrow morning, I will send her a car to the Night War Hospital of Juye's Division Headquarters to recuperate." Leng Feng ordered.

"yes."

"Take good care of her. It's probably the most important moment in Juancheng, and I have to go back."

(To be continued.)8
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