Chapter 72

"Qin Xiaoshu!" Ling Mohan's face was tense. He quickly picked her up from the car. Even when he was in danger of his life during the mission, he was not nervous. Now his heart was tightened.

"I have a stomachache and can't walk with soft feet." Qin Shu did not pass out, but her head was heavy.

Every part of the body is uncomfortable, especially the pain in the abdomen. The whole body is curled up in Ling Mo's cold arms like a poor kitten.

Mingming was still fighting with him in the car at the first moment, and became weak at the next moment.

Ling Mohan hugged her tightly, strode to the bedroom, and ordered the guard to come right away

"Yes, Colonel!" The guard called quickly.

Dr. Zheng is Ling Mohan's private military doctor. He is on call, skilled in traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine. Previously, Qin Shu came to see a doctor when he was not feeling well.

Ling Mohan takes Qin Shu into his bedroom and is about to put him on the bed. Qin Shu says angrily, "don't......"

As soon as she said a word, she lay on the bed.

Qin Shu's pale face was helpless and innocent. "Don't blame me later," she whispered

Ling Mohan didn't take this sentence to heart. He was more concerned about Qin Shu's situation at this time. He put her hair wet by cold sweat aside and asked in a low voice, "is it that she ate something bad for dinner?"

He even plans to ask the health bureau to check the food safety of guxuanzhai.

Qin Shu shook her head and said uneasily, "here comes the holiday."

Ling Mohan frowned and said, "you didn't come this day before."

He remembers Qin Shu's date clearly.

Qin Shu had to popularize some common sense of women's holiday for the male: "sometimes it's normal to be ahead of time, sometimes it's delayed, or it's a few days ahead of time."

She's ahead of time this time.

Every time when she comes to the holidays, Qin Shu must suffer. Especially on the first day, the other side is like a fierce villain, who tortures her to death. When it's serious, she goes up and down or faints directly.

During the raid, her thighs began to soften when she was in the car, but she was angry with Ling Mo at that time, so she didn't pay much attention to it and didn't think that the holiday would be advanced.

When I got back to the military compound, my stomach began to roll. It seemed that someone took a chisel to chisel inside. My legs were also weak and weak, so I couldn't get off at all.

Qin Shu seldom takes painkillers for fear of developing dependence, so she can only gripe her teeth and endure such inhuman torture every time.

Ling Mohan walked out with a face taut, and soon came in with two things in his hand, one is a pink aunt's towel, the other is a pair of pants that need to be replaced, all of which were turned out in Qin Shu's bedroom.

"I'll do it myself." Qin Shu struggled to sit up, not only pale face, even the original pink lips also lost color.

Ling Mohan starts to lift her skirt without saying anything.

Qin Shu was so mad that she pressed her skirt and said, "go away, I'll tell you!"

"Be obedient, don't make trouble!" Ling Mo coldly screams.

Qin Shu smashed a pillow and forced herself to run out of bed to the bathroom. "Bang!" I closed the door tightly, then leaned against the back of the door and gasped heavily. My shirt was wet with cold sweat.

In this moment of Kung Fu, Qin Shu's eyes were dark, her abdomen was aching, her legs were limp on the ground, and she was allowed to face Lingmo cold and roar outside.

"Qin Xiaoshu, open the door for me!" Lingmo was so cold that even the words "Lao Tzu" burst out, so he almost kicked the door open for fear of hurting Qin Shu who was holding the door inside.

He was afraid that Qin Shu would faint like in the car again. He stood at the door and turned around in a hurry. He kicked hard at the door three or two times and suddenly stopped it. His brow was blue and his tendons were all burst.

The guard shouted at the door of the bedroom, "report to the colonel. Dr. Zheng is here!"

"Let him wait!"

Ling Mohan roared and gave out extremely low air pressure. Even the guards across the distance could feel the Colonel's terrible anger. They hurried down the stairs.

A few minutes later, Qin Shu came out of the bathroom in a state of embarrassment. Her face was paler than before, and she saw Ling Mo's cold, distressed and angry.

"Be stubborn!" He was so angry that he couldn't bear to touch Qin Shu's finger. He just picked her up and carried her back to bed.

If the soldiers under his hand dare not obey, Ling Mohan would have cleaned up the other side!

There is still a bright red color on the sheet. I don't know that they just rolled the sheet.

Qin Shu was so hurt that she didn't forget to explain to herself: "I just said don't hold me to bed, you didn't listen, so don't want me to wash the sheets."

"Shut up!" Lingmo said with gnashing teeth.

Qin Shu's mouth is open. She is afraid that she will settle the account after the cold autumn.

This man has mild cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder. Last time, she deliberately messed up her bedroom for divorce, and was forced to clean up until midnight - the quilt should be folded into tofu pieces, and the bed sheet should not have a wrinkle or a hair!

So Qin Shu couldn't even sleep that night. She wanted to cut Ling Mo cold to pieces.

Ling Mohan put Qin Shu on the sofa first and quickly changed into a new bed sheet, which made her lie down again, and then she went away without saying a word against her gloomy face.

"Cheapskate." Qin Shu mutters, burying her face in the pillow.

Even if she doesn't stick to the rules, it's impossible for a big man to change his aunt's towel. It's embarrassing to think about that.

As a result, Qin Shu could not understand the point of Lingmo's anger.

It's quiet in the bedroom.

Qin Shu lies alone on the bed, trying to bear the sharp pain in her abdomen. Her brow is more important than the Chinese knot. She even hopes to faint, so she doesn't know anything, and she doesn't think in her heart when Ling Mohan will come in again.

Since she left Ling's home three years ago, before she met Ling Mohan again, she was such a person who suffered all the pain silently, and she didn't feel much at that time.

But now, Qin Shu curled up in bed, smelling a light, familiar masculine atmosphere between her nose wings, but gradually gave birth to a kind of loss and grievance.

There is nothing to be wronged.

She thought, with her legs in her chest, her hands around her, the whole person huddled together, as if it could relieve the pain in her abdomen.

However, it's still hard to tell whether it's psychological or physical, or both.

Qin Shu laughed at herself and thought that aunt was a magic thing, which would make people think nonsense and make people very vulnerable.

She closed her eyes and almost went to sleep, but the pain was always involved in sensitive nerves, so that Qin Shu could not distinguish the reality from the dream. Her mind was full of confusion and many people were shouting.

There is a saying echoing in my ear: "sister in law! Sister-in-law! Brother Chen has an accident! "

"No!" Qin Shu suddenly opened her eyes, and her thin fingers tightened the sheet.

"Not what?" A low male voice came into Qin Shu's ears, and drove out the roar in her mind.

She raised her eyelids and looked at the door. Ling Mohan was holding a small bowl in his hand. The bowl was steaming, but his face was still stinking, and he was staring at himself.

Qin Shu looked at him in a daze.

Ling Mohan catches a glimpse of her tightly holding the bed sheet. Her eyes sink, and she quickly steps over: "it hurts?"

"All right." Qin Shu lowered her eyes and looked quiet and clever. When she was in peace, she was noisy as a demon.

Ling Mohan didn't think much about it. He thought she was so quiet because she was not comfortable. His strong arm lifted his back and said, "drink some brown sugar water."

"You just went out to cook this for me?" Qin Shu asked.

Ling Mohan snorts and feeds her with a spoon.

Qin Shu chuckled, her eyes shining, as if all the haze and grievances were gone.

After drinking the brown sugar water, Qin Shu's stomach was warm. Although her stomach was still colic, she was very comfortable, lying in bed staring at Ling Mohan.

"The pain is still restless!" Ling Mo's face was gloomy, covering her beautiful eyes. "Don't seduce me!"

Qin Shu bent her lips and said, "how can I seduce you? It's just that you don't have enough concentration. "

"Shut up, sleep!" Ling Mohan pressed her lips impatiently, and the soft touch came from her fingertips, which made him rub for several times.

Considering Qin Shu's discomfort, he didn't move any more.

Qin Shu thought to tease Ling Mohan. She was very happy to see the other side's patience. It was a kind of bad taste.

It's a pity that I have no heart, so I have to lie down.

After a while, Dr. Zheng came to Qin Shu's pulse, saying that it was the same as last time: Gong Han, can only slowly recuperate.

After Dr. Zheng went out, Ling Mohan put his hand on Qin Shu's abdomen and gently rubbed her.

His palm is wide and big. It's hot in the palm. It's close to the delicate skin. The warm touch makes Qin Shu very comfortable. His abdomen doesn't seem to hurt so much.

From the beginning of three years, she fell ill. Every time her aunt was in pain. In winter, her hands and feet were cold, so she had to turn on the heating all the time.

I don't know how long, the night has been very deep, a round of moon outside the window quietly hung in the sky, it seems so quiet and beautiful.

Qin Shu was sleepy, and felt that warm hand left.

She opened her eyes and saw Ling Mohan's tall figure walking outward, with broad shoulders and strong arms, which gave people a strong sense of security.

Suddenly, Qin Shu asked, "three years ago, why did you leave?"

As soon as the question came out, she felt regretful, but there was a kind of expectation in her heart. Maybe Ling Mohan was willing to explain at this time.

However, Ling Mohan didn't seem to hear it and left the bedroom.

Qin Shu knows that Ling Mohan must have heard it.

He's a special soldier. He's heard a lot. How can he not hear him?

So the answer is the same as before. He doesn't want to explain anything to her.

For a moment, it was like drinking brown sugar water that tasted bitter.

Qin Shu's heart is not easy to sprout buds, once again withered.

Ling Mohan went downstairs. Dr. Zheng was still waiting for him. When he saw him, he asked, "is Miss Qin better?"

"Well." Ling Mo nodded coldly.

Previously, Qin Shu had fainted once during her regular holiday. It was Dr. Zheng who came to diagnose her pulse. He told her to take good care of her and drink more brown sugar water every time.

Otherwise, how could a big man know to cook brown sugar water for Qin Shu.

Ling Mohan inquired about Qin Shu's health,