Feng Ling rested in the base for two days, but indeed he had not seen Li Nanheng for two days.

Boss Li said that she didn't want to see her within two days, but she didn't lock herself in her residence for so long. She also went to the cafeteria and the infirmary. She had seen Dr. Wen's sister, but the only one she didn't see was Li Nanheng.

I saw the red car and subconsciously felt that Dr. Wen’s sister should be a young and ostentatious girl like Qin Shuke.

The result was a 24-year-old woman who was fair, quiet and very intelligent and calm. She had graduated from a doctorate from a French medical university. She heard that she had joined the largest hospital in Los Angeles and had a rare vacation for a few days. She went to the base to see her brother. By the way, because her brother was feeling uncomfortable recently, she went out to see a doctor. She took a few days in the infirmary.

It is precisely because Feng Ling went to the infirmary to get medicine in the past two days that he had contacted this Miss Wen twice and felt that he was a very good woman.

However, last time in the cafeteria, the base members mentioned Dr. Wen’s sister, as if there were gossip in their eyes flashing. What’s going on?

Does such a beautiful, gentle and generous female doctor have any gossip?

On the night after Feng Ling rested, there were tasks to be performed as usual in the base. Although it was a small task, I heard that Boss Li had also gone. The reason why everyone mentioned that Boss Li had also gone was because he went with injuries.

The injury on his arm a few days ago has not healed.

The mission lasted for three hours in total. Several members of the terrorists and terrorists who caused trouble in Los Angeles were uniformed, and two others were shot dead on the spot. It is said that the person who shot was Li Nanheng.

These are all what Feng Ling heard from Ah K. After all, she hasn't seen the boss for two days, and even the lights in the next room have not been on in the past two days.

The group took the helicopter from the Xi base sent and rushed back to the base.

Feng Ling looked at the plane above the base on the balcony until the moment the plane landed, holding it on the railing of the balcony, and felt an inexplicable impulse in his heart.

The injuries on Boss Li's arm were all caused by her, but she has never cared about it since he was injured. Now he has gone out to move with the wound. Even if it is just a skin injury, it will hurt the flesh and blood. Any movement will pull the wound, so it will definitely not heal properly.

After almost leaving the cabin, Li Nanheng wanted to rush back to his residence to change his clothes. The moment he walked downstairs, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Feng Ling on the balcony for a moment.

She was wearing the short-sleeved T-shirt that she only wore when she was sleeping. She washed her hair very clean and looked a little obedient. It can be seen that she should have had a good rest these two days, her face was very good, and her condition was also very good.

But her eyes were a little straight, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

He looked at her for a moment, didn't say anything, gave up his plan to return to his residence, turned around and left.

Seeing that he had left, Feng Ling suddenly came to his senses, turned around and ran out quickly, ran downstairs and ran behind him, and then quickly walked around him. Because he ran too fast, his breathing was a little rapid. After only a few seconds, he recovered as usual. He stood up straight and looked at the tall man in front of him, and his eyes that had no warmth in his eyes.

"Boss."

Li Nanheng looked at her and asked in a low voice: "Who allowed you to dress like this in the base and run out at will?"

It is the tone of admonition.

Light.

It seemed that I had not experienced any great disasters of life and death during the three hours of emergency support outside. I could see with a deep look that I was not very happy.

Feng Ling pulled the hem of his white T-shirt: "Boss, I just want to see the wound on your arm. If it hasn't healed yet, I..."

"Whether good or bad has nothing to do with you, go back."

Feng Ling's eyes were already looking at his arm at this time. Although he was wearing a war uniform, he vaguely felt that his arm posture was not very relaxed. It should still be hurting, or the wound that had not healed well was cracked again.

Just as she was about to speak, Han Jin came over and asked, "Boss, are you okay? I heard from Sanpang and the others that they said it was quite dangerous outside just now. Those people kidnapped a lot of people there, and you were more or less injured when you rushed in to save people."

Li Nanheng responded: "It's okay."

Han Jin looked at him again: "Not hurt?"

"The arm movements are not flexible. When saving those hostages, they are too hard. I guess the wrist ligament is being strained. I will go to the infirmary to check it out later. It's nothing big."

"Ligament strain is not a trivial matter. Go and see it quickly and don't leave any problems."

The conversation ended like this, and Li Nanheng left directly and didn't say a word to Feng Ling.

Han Jin also glanced at Feng Ling and reminded: "Isn't there a system in the base? It is not allowed to wear too casually in places outside of your residence. Why do you get out wearing this outfit?"

"I'll go back and change it right away. Is the previous injury on the boss's arm very serious? That's why the arm is inflexible? I'll go to the infirmance with you?" Feng Ling said.

"No, the boss will just go over by himself. Miss Wen is more careful than Dr. Wen. It is more reliable to help the boss change the medicine and bandage it. There is no need to worry at all."

Everything around it seemed as if everything had come to peace.

Feng Ling looked at the direction where Li Nanheng and Han Jin left. After looking for a while, he thought about it and felt that it was necessary for him to go over and take a look. After all, the injury was caused by her.

I returned to the residence and picked up my coat and pants to put on it. After dressing it neatly, I rushed to the infirmary.

...

Infirmary.

Li Nanheng sat on a chair with his arms on the table.

The woman in a white dress put on a white coat outside and bent down to check his wrists and arms carefully.

After a while, the woman concluded: "Wrm ligament strain, I will apply medicine to you first. You can't use too much force within half a month. You have to rest well, otherwise it will easily leave sequelae. This is very unfavorable for you to hold a gun in the future, so you must remember my words within half a month and don't use force."

Li Nanheng frowned: "It's impossible for half a month."

The woman glared at him: "You think this hand will be ruined in the future and you can't even hold the gun, so you can do whatever you want!"

"Not for a week?"

"How can you bargain for this?" The woman looked incredible: "How much was the injury on your arm at that time? I don't know? I've been hiding it and not letting others see it. The bullet directly rubs the flesh and blood. If it's a little deeper, it's bone-like. You shouldn't go on a mission today, and you don't listen to the doctor yet!"

Li Nanheng was silent for a moment and compromised, "Okay, don't use your strength for the time being, but if there are some unscrupulous situations, I'll talk about it later."

"Your temper is really hard to get back a few cows. This has been like this since childhood..."

As soon as Feng Ling walked out of the infirmary, he heard the voice of a woman inside.
Chapter completed!