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Song Ran glared at him: "What's the matter with you comrade? Others care about you, and you squeeze others." “

The doctor untied the gauze wrapped in layers and used tweezers to remove the gauze attached to the wound, which was deep at first glance and painful at first glance.

Gu Jingxing was stunned and didn't even snort.

Song Ran witnessed the whole process of taking the medicine, and the person in her arms didn't hum, but she felt the pain with empathy, and she had to let Gu Jingxing comfort her.

Song Ran turned his face away: "Until your wound is almost recovered, I don't want to watch you change the dressing." “

It hurts, she can really feel the pain, how strong is the impact of the sniper rifle, his flesh is going to be pierced, can it not hurt?

Soldiers, in the end, are soldiers, they are made of iron, forged steel, reinforced and iron-bone, and they sweat without sweating.

Gu Jingxing patted her on the back gently: "Okay, don't look, don't look." “

After the doctor changed the medicine, he left with those bloody gauze cotton balls, Song Ran looked down, only to see that there were beads of sweat all over his head, and quickly reached out to wipe his sweat: "Jing Xing, it actually still hurts, does it?"

"It's ok. “

As always, he doesn't show his vulnerability easily and doesn't want her to worry.

Song Ran helped him, but Gu Jingxing got up: "Go to the living room, breathe, take a walk, I'm a person, I can't be stuffy in bed, I don't like it." “

Song Ran helped him up, walked out of the bedroom, and sat on the sofa in the living room.

The night has come, there is a light rain outside the window, Song Ran is making soup for him in the kitchen, the fragrance wafts into his nose, he is satisfied and relieved, but his face has been solemn.

He was thinking of a way, thinking of a way to solve Qin Mo.

Undoubtedly, Qin Mo is a big trouble, this person is a foreign arms dealer, he acts simply and rudely, Xiao Ran can't stay in the army for the rest of his life.

Could it be that every time she goes out, she has to experience a thrilling shootout?

Luckily this time, she didn't get hurt, so what about next time?

There was no way for him to sit still, there was no way for him to watch the existence of a threat to Song Ran's life outside the troops.

But this Qin Mo, he is an American, it is really not easy to subdue him, he has too many supporters, they are all outlaws, and the kind of loyalty that does not want to die for him is really very tricky.

In a large villa near the sea in Guangcheng, Qin Mo was still wearing a white shirt and khaki linen pants, and the whole person was sitting on the sofa expressionlessly.

He had a cigar in his hand, and his henchman Sun Man stood aside.

Qin Mo frowned, looking at the rain outside, he didn't seem to be in a good mood, he lit a cigarette ash and glanced out the window, outside the window was the sea, the waves crashed on the craggy rocks, making strange sounds.

He spoke slowly, as if talking to himself, and as if he was confiding in his confidants.

"Nine years ago, when I was 16 years old, I received a letter from my father, in which he mentioned Yu Jin to me, and he told me that no matter what Yu Jin does, let me not take it to heart, and let me live my life abroad with peace of mind.

I think it was my father who knew he was going to be killed.

Half a year later, I received the news that my father had passed away and that woman had taken over the organization that my father had worked so hard to create for half his life.

How can there be such a good thing in the world? Is it not worth killing people?

Sun Man, you say, don't you? Do you think I should kill Yu Jin?"

"Yes, young master. “

Qin Mo frowned, and seemed to be very annoyed: "But on the contrary, that woman actually died like this, and she actually died without waiting for me to come back for revenge, so since she killed my father, is it only natural for me to kill her daughter?"