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"You have to rinse your mouth," she said.

The man nodded.

Beauty Jing groaned, stamped her foot, and went to get some mouthwash.

After rinsing his mouth, the man continued to lie down.

She washed her hands with disinfectant and walked over to the bed. With a silver needle in her hand, she said to the man, "You need to get physical first. Otherwise, don't think about kissing him."

The man nodded and Beauty Jing began to move her hands.

He lifted the thin blanket that the man was wearing to reveal the man's well-built chest.

The silver needle in his hand pierced the man's chest like a flower scattered by heaven. The man groaned before his body went limp.

Beauty Jing's small hands started to turn into a demon on the man's body. The man endured until his expression changed a few times and finally shouted, "Beauty Jing, take your little hands away from there."

Then, he heard the man's muffled groan. Beauty Jing pursed her lips, not saying a word, she stopped what she was doing and took back the silver needle, dipping the cotton swab into the iodine wine to clean the blood off the man's body, then she pulled up the man's pants and pulled out the catheter.

The man only felt his body weaken as he roared, "Beauty Jing, just you wait!"

His eyes seemed as if they were going to explode, but at this moment, he could only sit up and stare helplessly at the little girl.

Although he hadn't lost his head after falling asleep for the entire day, the gunshot wounds on his chest and the wounds on his legs still tortured him until he was on the verge of collapsing.

After an hour of waking up, he ate some porridge and fell into a deep sleep after being tortured by a certain woman.

When Beauty Jing saw that the man had finally fallen asleep, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

A man covered in wounds was like a fragile doll being toyed with by others. When had that heroic man ever suffered such heavy injuries? What had they experienced this time?

Walking out of the ward, she returned to her bedroom and opened her cell phone. She dialed a number.

After a long time, the call connected.

"Ping An, how are you?" Beauty Jing held her cell phone, a little worried.

Jing Ping took in a deep breath. His heart was a little complicated as he replied, "Sis, I'm fine!"

Beauty Jing bit her lips and continued to ask, "Are you really alright? Chief's injuries are so severe, yet you dare to say that you're fine? "

Jing Ping's body tensed up as he replied in embarrassment, "Chief, in order to let us leave safely, you lured the enemy away. You fell into their trap, that's why …"

"A trap?" Beauty Jing was puzzled, how could someone like Bo Liangchen fall into someone else's trap? She didn't believe it.

"There's a traitor inside. He's already been shot." Jing Ping could only say this. He did not think that his closest brother was actually a spy from the Shadow Squad. Luckily, they were dug up and the Chief was fine.

Beauty Jing's head tensed up and she asked worriedly, "Did we suffer heavy losses? "How are the others?"

After a long time, Jing Ping finally said, "Half of our casualties were. Professor, Zhiwu, and Zhibin and I escaped."

"Professor?" Beauty Jing was puzzled.

"Professor Ouyang took part in an international academic tour and was kidnapped. We were injured because we wanted to save them." Jing Ping didn't intend to tell his elder sister, but since Jing Ping was the wife of the head, it was her duty to know the reason for her husband's injury.

"Are they safe?" Lady Jing's heart clenched. Although Ouyang Jing had woken up, she had not fully recovered. If she knew that her father was in danger abroad, how sad would she be?

"It's safe now. There will be someone who will bring them back to their homeland safely. Don't worry, the Dark Shadow will have heavy casualties and won't have the time to think about such matters." Jing Ping comforted his sister, as long as they could catch the leader of the Shadow Squad and destroy this organization, they would be able to rest easy. However, none of the people they captured had seen their boss before, and all of them had a one-way connection with each other.

"That's good. Give me a call if you need anything. Take care of yourself in the army and contact me in time." After saying that, Beauty Jing waited for the other party to hang up before reluctantly hanging up.

Following that, he dialed Ouyang Jing's number.

"Hey, Jing Jing, are you better now?" Beauty Jing asked her friend in concern.

At this moment, he was chatting with his mother and holding the phone. He was not in a good mood as he said, "Jiajia, I feel much better, I don't feel any discomfort other than my lack of strength, but I'm a little worried about my father. It's been a week and I still can't reach him on the phone. "I can't get in touch with the International Association either. My mom and I are very worried about him. Can you help me find out more about my father?" Ouyang Jing looked as if she was in a hurry to cry. A cry came from the other side of the phone.

"Jing Jing, tell Aunt that Uncle will be back safely soon, so she can be at ease in the hospital with you. I can't leave right now, if there's anything you need, you can ask Aunt to go find Big Brother Liang Zhenliang. I'll ask them to take care of you in the hospital."

There was a trace of surprise and joy in her voice. The uneasiness she had was replaced by unease as she said in a smoking voice, "Okay, okay, I told my mom that as long as my dad is fine, it's better than anything else. Thank you, Jiajia. Thank you."

Ouyang Jing hung up the phone. When her mother returned from the water room with water, she saw the tears on her face and hurriedly wiped them off with a tissue. "Jing Jing, is there something wrong? I'll call the doctor. " As he spoke, he got up and was about to call the nurse over.

"Mom, I'm fine. I'm just happy. Dad is fine and will be back soon." Ouyang Jing hugged her mother as she silently wept in her mother's embrace.

It had been a week, but no news had come. She called the embassy, and was told that this was a state secret and it was inconvenient for her to divulge Professor's whereabouts, so they were unable to contact Ouyang Shixun.

At this moment, having obtained the news of his safety from Beauty Jing, they were extremely excited. However, they did not know that their Chief was injured because of this.

Beauty Jing held her cell phone in her hand, unable to calm down for a long time.

After putting away her phone and putting it on the bedside table, Beauty Jing stood up and went to the study to fiddle with the herbs without a single shred of sleepiness.

At seven o'clock in the evening, after having dinner with the two old men and staying in the sickroom for half an hour, Beauty Jing escorted the two old men back to their room, turned around, and went to the bedroom. After washing up, she wore a loose silk nightgown and a sterile robe.

The Chief opened his eyes wide and looked at the ceiling. Beauty Jing pushed open the door and entered. The man's gaze fell on the little woman's face.

The little woman's skin was like snow, and could be broken with a flick of her fingers. At this moment, she lowered her head and blew the hot air on the porridge for an adult.

A faint fragrance of gardenia floated out from the bowl. A man's stomach spasmed and gurgled. Then, a pair of deep black eyes met the man's.

Surprised, the girl put down the spoon in her hand and walked forward, pressing her ear against the man's chest to listen. After a long while, she raised her head, revealing a row of pure-white teeth.

"Congratulations, Chief! You've finally escaped the evil palms of the Black and White Impermanence." As she spoke, a pair of small hands pushed down a certain man's quilt, revealing the two bullet wounds from before. On the original heart-shaped scar, there was a new heart-shaped scar.

The corner of Bo Liangchen's mouth twitched, but his heart felt warm. So, this little woman was also very cute?

He opened his mouth, about to say something, but swallowed it back and sighed.

A long sigh broke the little woman's good mood. The little woman turned around and tilted her head, looking at the man's expression carefully. Her long black hair flowed down her shoulders and fell on the man's chest, causing him to feel itchy.

"F * ck." The man muttered an incantation, "Witch." A grunt escaped his throat.

Beauty Jing seemed to have realized something and her face turned red. She cleared her throat and said, "Chief, let's eat. The temperature is just right."

Holding the porridge in his hand, his little butt sat on the edge of the bed. He leaned over and scooped up a spoonful of Gardenia glutinous rice porridge and raised it to his lips.

Bo Liangchen opened his mouth and placed the porridge into it. Watching the man slowly finish eating the porridge, Beauty Jing scooped another bowl and continued feeding it until it was full to the brim with three small bowls.

Jing Jia then placed the bowl back on the table.

"More." Bo Liangchen pursed his lips, indicating that he hadn't eaten his fill.

Beauty Jing stared at him, "No, you can't endure it. The patient can't eat too much. It's troublesome if you eat too much. Besides, you haven't eaten for two days. If you eat too much in one go, your stomach will be ruined."

Bian Liangchen wasn't so charming, but when faced with this woman, he became exceptionally delicate. Who could tell him what was the reason behind this? Was he supposed to use softness to overcome toughness?

At this moment, Bo Liangchen's body had recovered its strength, and he was looking for something to do. Thus, a certain man rolled his eyes and said: "I need to go to the bathroom."

Beauty Jing was holding a bowl and preparing to bring the tableware back to the kitchen when she stopped in her tracks. The bowl in her hands fell to the ground, breaking into two.

Beauty Jing snorted and stomped her feet as she said, "Wait, I'll go call someone."

He was so focused on making the man's stomach feel good that he forgot the warning that men and women shouldn't be too intimate with each other. Thus, he turned around and was about to go outside to call for help.

"No, help me." A light flashed in the blue eyes of a certain man. He thought of the bathroom, where he could …

"Uh, I'm not that strong. Let the steward handle it!" With an embarrassed smile on his face, he prepared to run out.

"Hmmm, hmmm," the man stretched out his voice. Based on his current appearance, he didn't want anyone to see him, other than this woman, he really didn't want anyone to see him.

Beauty Jing's heart trembled a little. She realized that the man's entire body was emitting cold air, so she took a few small steps to the man's bed and helped him up before putting on his slippers.

The man's lower half was wearing a pair of shorts, and his upper half was completely naked. As Beauty Jing supported him, he didn't know where to place his hands, so the man stretched out his large palm and placed the small, hesitant hand onto his crotch.