Chapter 1032

Time passes slowly, especially when you wait.

Jila's heart is pounding. She has low EQ, not stupid. She really didn't feel so much about so many details before, but now major Mu has said so frankly. If she still doesn't understand, it's not low EQ, it's no brain.

His ear was close to the chest of major mu, and his heart beat steadily and forcefully.

Jila really didn't adapt to such close contact. She lay on the chest of major Mu and didn't dare to move. It happened that young master Mu patted her on the back with one hand, like coaxing a child. Jila somehow thought of Meng Wenhui coaxing her to sleep when she was a child.

At that time, Meng Wenhui was still very young, in her twenties, just as old as Hua'er. Such an age should have bloomed heartily, just like the rose dipped in dew, charming and in full bloom. But Meng Wenhui's world only had that small building. At that time, she was crazy about the man in military uniform. For a time, she thought that the man could let her head down. But no, the man brought her only endless waiting and lonely night

Late.

When she was a child, Jila was still very happy. She was cute. Ji Hongchang also loved her. Meng Wenhui treated her as an eye, because she felt that this daughter was the crystallization of her love.

Many song nights, Meng Wenhui patted Jila like this, coaxing her to sleep while waiting for Ji Hongchang. Jila was asleep. She was still shooting, shooting and shooting, as if life was just waiting.

So she is in such a wait, bit by bit, slowly getting old. From a beautiful girl, she gradually becomes mean, considerate and neurotic. But it is so fragile, helpless and poor.

Jila has not been photographed by Meng Wenhui for many years. Her memory is very long. There is a road full of thorns in the middle. Some things, no matter how you cut through thorns and thorns, can't go back.

I thought I had become strong enough to be invincible. However, being patted so gently by master mu, Jila felt that a corner of her heart was slowly patted soft by him. Sour, I want to cry.

After the second generation of glucose was lost, major Mu pulled out a needle for Ji la. There are still two bags left. Major Mu asked Jila to hang them for Luo Haoyu.

Jila's needle is very accurate. It's done at once.

"If I lose a bag to brother Jue, I can hold on." Luo Haoyu said that his lips were pale because of the serious blood loss.

Jila looked at young master mu. Young master Mu smiled, "I'm fine. Don't worry about me." JIRA knew he would never lose, so she didn't say anything more. And Luo Haoyu was like that. Even if he was not a doctor, major Mu and JIRA knew that his injury was really dangerous. No way, the bullet is not in the arms and thighs, but in the stomach, except for professional surgery

Doctor, no one dares to use a knife for Luo Haoyu at such a time.

Jila untied his bandage and was depressed to find that the wound showed signs of inflammation. The situation inside must be worse. The range is close, and the huge shock wave of the bullet must have been mixed up in it, which is unimaginable.

"I'm fine. Touch it. I don't have a fever." Luo Haoyu has a good attitude.

Major Mu patted him on the shoulder: "don't worry, brother Jue won't let you have anything."

Jila was silent and helped Luo Haoyu clean up his wound. Major Mu found some antibiotics and fed them to Luo Haoyu. Fortunately, it's cool in the cave. It hasn't rained for a long time. There's not much miasma in the primitive jungle. It's really lucky.

He changed the medicine for Luo Haoyu, and Jila sat next to him.

Major Mu looked at her and said, "Niuniu, come here."

Jila: "..." this person doesn't feel embarrassed if he's cold all day, does he?

Luo Haoyu raised his chin to her: "my brother Jue told you to go over."

"Come to me," said the young master with a smile

Jila was embarrassed, but her face was not obvious. She was still very high and cold.

"Young Marshal, I'll help Haoyu look at the needle." Kira said, didn't move.

"I can watch here, too. Come here."

Seeing that Jila still didn't understand, major Mu simply got up and directly picked Jila up.

"Young commander!" Jila was startled and struggled.

Major Mu ignored her, put her on the branch, knelt on one knee and raised Jila's right foot with both hands.

Jila subconsciously retracted, "Young Marshal, what are you doing?"

"Good." Master Mu smiled at her, "don't move."

Then took off Kira's military boots, followed by socks.

Jila was embarrassed for a while. Even if there were no sweat on her feet, these shoes had not been taken off for two days, and she had been drilling in the forest for most of the day yesterday. You can imagine the smell

"Young Marshal..." Jila couldn't hold her breath and retracted her feet.

But Lord Mu grasped her ankle and wouldn't let her escape.

"It's okay, it doesn't smell." Said major mu, then took off her socks and Jila took a breath.

Luo Haoyu looked at it and his face changed greatly: "Jila, your feet..."

Jila soon adjusted her mood and said faintly, "it's all right, just a few bubbles."

Luo Haoyu lowered his head in shame: "if I don't get hurt, you don't have to..."

"Haoyu, the most important thing is that we are all alive." Jila interrupted Luo Haoyu.

At that time, Luo Haoyu rushed out first, that is, he used himself as a survival target. The three of them killed each other's 16 top special forces and successfully escaped from the enemy. Now it's a blessing in misfortune.

"I just ran out of blood bubbles on the soles of my feet. What's the big deal?" Jila thought.

The blood bubble had broken and the dried blood scab was attached to the sock. Although major Mu had torn off the sock as quickly as possible in order to alleviate her pain, the pain of the wound was still painful and made Jila sweat.

The blood immediately came out. Ji La held down the hand of major Mu to get the gauze. She bit her back teeth and said, "please, Young Marshal... Take off that one first." Since it hurts again, it's better to have it together.

Major Mu took a deep look at Jila. The girl was shaking with pain, but she clenched her teeth and didn't say anything. If it were Mu Mu, he must have rushed into his arms and put on tears?

I can't help but feel distressed.

He took off his other military boot and tore off Jila's socks as fast as he could. Jila let out a muffled sound. There was a feeling that the meat on the soles of her feet was torn off.

The soles of her feet were covered with flesh and blood, and major Mu couldn't bear to see it at all.

He quickly opened a bottle of disinfectant alcohol, looked firmly at Jila and said, "Niuniu, you can bear it again." Kiraha gave a cry, then nodded, "come on."