Song ran came to the door of the ward with a thermos bottle and knocked on the door. The political commissar got up in person and opened the door for her. The chief of staff followed him.

Song Ran's eyes were bent with a smile: "two leaders are sorry, there is no tea in the nurse station, so you can only drink boiled water."

The political commissar put his hands behind his back and said with a smile, "the old men won't disturb you, young people. You've been working for so long. I think you have a lot to say."

Song ran bowed his head and laughed. He was really an enlightened and interesting leader.

The political commissar said kindly, "little sister, let's go first and take good care of battalion commander Gu."

Song ran watched the two leaders leave and turned into the ward. Gu Jingxing was pale and leaned on the bed. The iron beaten man showed his fragile side, which made song ran feel soft.

She took the thermos bottle and went to Gu Jingxing, picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of water: "look, your lips are peeling, drink some water to moisten."

In the past few days, camp commander Gu has been wolfing down his meals and eating some dry food.

He took the teapot from her hand and laughed.

Song ran sat down beside the bed, raised his hand and touched his lips. He frowned and said, "how long haven't you drunk water?"

Gu Jingxing honest way: "I'm fine, you don't worry."

In fact, he didn't eat and drink water since he received them yesterday. He was so anxious all the way. Where is he in the mood to eat?

The dry autumn, coupled with the urgency, not only did Gu Yingchang's lips peel, but also the corners of his mouth burst out. The whole person was almost scarred and loved.

Song Ran's fingers moved down to his stubble chin and said with heartache: "I just went to the hospital's reception room to call home and ask Wu Ma to cook some pig liver porridge and send it to the hospital."

Gu Jingxing clasped her hand to prevent her from touching: "it's too troublesome for Wu Ma."

Song ran curled her mouth: "Wu Ma is so busy eating that she asks me all day long that Xiao ran, what do you want for breakfast, lunch and dinner? We Wu Ma go around the stove every day on 365 days a year. It is the happiest time for her to cook for her family."

Gu Jingxing pinched her face: "how come you are still so thin?"

Then he raised the teapot in his hand and drank water to his mouth.

Song ran looked down at himself and muttered, "it's not thin. Where there should be meat, there is meat."

Battalion commander Gu shook his hands, spilled water, blushed and upset

Choked by the water in his mouth, he coughed violently. Song ran panicked and ran into his chest. Gu Jingxing clenched his teeth and snorted. The ward was in a state of chaos.

Song ran quickly reached his back and patted: "what's the matter with you? You can choke by drinking some water. Be careful. "

Battalion commander Gu coughed even more

After a while, he stopped coughing. He looked at Song ran in confusion. The light in his eyes surged. Song ran nodded his head: "Hey, soldier, haven't you seen such a beautiful girl for a long time? Are you stupid? "

Gu Jingxing bowed his head and laughed. He quickly digested the turbulent feelings. His voice was hoarse and said, "Xiao ran, you were almost wronged this time. I'm really sorry."

Song ran knew that he was talking about Ding Guoying, and said with a smile, "then you are really a great hero who saved me from the abyss. Jingxing, if you don't have you in the future, you can't really do it."