How dare you refuse me It's like I can't do anything about you.

Zhong Huai had already picked up Zhou Nan, and Zhou Nan said: "chief, I I don't trust the medical skills of the doctors in the Military Area Command Hospital. "

With Zhou Nan in his arms, Zhong Huai hurriedly walked inside. Gu Yanzhi's hand was still in the air, looking at their backs. His anger was from bottom to top. Gu Yanzhi was in a rage. He lifted his leg and kicked down the flowerpot on the side. The flowerpot fell to pieces.

Zhou Nan once again turned him down.

Last time, he chose Zhong Huai to help him, but this time he chose Zhong Huai.

He was turned down twice.

Is he mean?

Liu Dalong, the deputy, rushed over and almost burst into tears. "Commander, you can't do this in the future. You can't rush in front of everything."

Gu Yanzhi wiped the blood on his face. His face was gloomy and did not speak.

Liu Dalong helped him to go inside: "commander, go and wash your face. Your face is full of blood."

In the bathroom of the shopping mall, Gu Yanzhi looked into the mirror. Sure enough, his face was covered with blood, and he looked ferocious. He thought, did Zhou Nan think his face was ferocious just now, so he didn't dare to let him hold him?

This boy, how to be like a girl? What's to be afraid of? Isn't it common for soldiers to bleed and sweat?

Liu Dalong took some paper towel and handed it over: "head, you wipe it."

Gu Yanzhi took the tissue, dipped it in some water and wiped it on his face.

"Do I look disgusting like this?"

Liu Dalong leaned on the hand washing table: "no, it's not the same. It's different. It's a monster."

A fist took out to his stomach, and Liu Dalong murmured: "chief, you..."

Gu Yanzhi snorted coldly: "dare to use this kind of word to describe me again, interrupt your dog leg."

Liu Dalong hemmed and hawed and did not dare to speak. The head of the regiment had always looked like a demon, but he was not allowed to be said of him.

Forget it, the young master doesn't allow it, so he doesn't say it.

Gu Yanzhi wiped his face impatiently and then walked out of the mall. Zhou Nan and Zhong Huai were no longer seen.

Zhong Huai was driving. Zhou Nan on one side untied his bulletproof vest. He looked down calmly and said in a voice, "it's OK. You're shot in the shoulder. You don't have to worry. Obey the traffic rules. Oh, don't run the red light."

Zhong Huai galloped all the way and said in a hurry: "where is your hospital?"

"On triple road."

At the entrance of a private hospital on Sanchong Road, the car stopped steadily. Zhou Nan jumped out of the car. Zhong Huai couldn't help but cry out, "can you stop moving?"

Zhou Nan looked back at him: "it's OK. My leg is not hurt. I can walk."

She went into the hospital by herself. Zhong Huai, who had stopped her car in a hurry, rushed up and helped her. The Dean rushed down in a hurry and took Zhou Nan to the top floor operating room.

This is Zhou Nan's private doctor. He is a gray haired man of 50 years old. He naturally knows Zhou Nan's identity.

During the operation, he was the only one who took part in the operation. He took the bullet, took the anesthesia, and dealt with the wound. Zhou Nan clenched his teeth all the way, almost without humming.

"If it hurts, hum it out. It's OK. There's no one else."

Zhou Nan reluctantly smile: "I'm used to it. This pain is nothing."

South president carefully to her wound: "my daughter, even if it is accidentally cut by a knife, but also want to make a lot of noise, you child ah."