[Qi Fu] Qi Chu said return

The military order to urge Boss Ai to go to the front line went directly to Zhang's residence.

When Zhang Qishan handed the military order to Boss Ai, he actually thought about not giving it to her, and leading his own troops to go for her.But as smart as Boss Ai, how could he not know what Zhang Qishan was thinking.

"It's not necessary, Zhang Qishan." Boss Ai just smiled lightly when he saw the military order, "Sooner or later."

He said it frankly, but the day before departure, Boss Ai still sat in front of Adjutant Xiang's hospital bed all afternoon.

Adjutant Xiang still hasn't woken up. The doctor said that whether he can wake up depends on his survival awareness.

Boss Ai was sitting in front of the bed, holding Adjutant Xiang's hand, eyes red, gritted his teeth and said, "Wake up for me, how dare you die without my order..."

She didn't know whether the person lying on the bed heard it, just like she didn't know, but behind her stood a figure as steady as a poplar.

When the little adjutant woke up in a daze, Zhang Qishan was still standing outside Xiang Yunzhong's door with his hands behind his back, looking at Boss Ai's back, hesitating whether to go forward to comfort her.

But in fact, Zhang Qishan was also thinking to himself, is there really no one in the party-state's army?Or is it true that, as Boss Ai said, the local army of the party-state should be the one to take the lead?

However, even if it is a local warlord, even if it is the turn, it should not be her turn.

Just as he was thinking, the butler rushed to tell Zhang Qishan that the little adjutant had woken up, and Zhang Qishan immediately changed direction after stepping halfway.

The little adjutant fell asleep dizzily, he seemed to remember that he woke up once in Buddha's arms, but he didn't seem to.He felt soft all over, as if he was lying in a pile of cotton.Before he woke up completely, he sat up abruptly, was swung back by the dizziness mercilessly, and fell back on the bed.

This fall completely woke up the little adjutant.

For nothing else, on the back of the little adjutant, there was a long scar cut by Lu Jianxun with a blade. The wound has not healed yet, and a thin layer of scab has just formed.

Fortunately, Boss Ai and Zhang Qishan came in time that day, otherwise it would not be as simple as a scar, but a layer of skin peeled off abruptly.

It's like shelling a shrimp.

"Uh—!" The little adjutant just wanted to cry out in pain, but before he could, the pain in his throat soaked in pepper water seemed to tear him from his throat.

When Zhang Qishan pushed open the door, he saw the aggrieved little adjutant sitting on the bed, neither sitting nor lying down, leaning on the head of the bed.

This amused Zhang Qishan, he stepped to the bed in twos and threes, helped the little adjutant up, grabbed a pillow and stuffed it behind him, then lightly touched the little adjutant's forehead and asked him: "Is it better?" ?”

"Brother..." When the little adjutant saw Zhang Qishan, all the previous grievances disappeared, like a puppet, he let Zhang Qishan hold and fiddle with him softly, "A lot... a lot..."

His voice was still a little sluggish, Zhang Qishan stretched out his hand to caress the face of the little adjutant, "The doctor said that your vocal cords are damaged, you need to have a good childbirth, and you should try to speak as little as possible these days."

The little adjutant looked at Buddha and nodded obediently.

Every time he looks like this, it has recently poked into Zhang Qishan's heart.He is obviously a little boy jumping up and down like a monkey, but in front of Zhang Qishan, he is obedient like a bunny, with that kind of completely surrendered eyes, it seems that he is saying every second, "Everything the Buddha says is right!"

Zhang Qishan sighed and resigned to his fate.

He sat sideways on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to gently embrace him, and let the little adjutant lean on his shoulder.

The little adjutant liked to burrow into Zhang Qishan's neck since he was a child. Every time Zhang Qishan put his arms around him, he would subconsciously bury it in Zhang Qishan's neck, and then Zhang Qishan lifted him out: "How old are you?!"

"..." This time the little adjutant was unable to speak, and was taken out to look at Zhang Qishan pitifully.

"..." Zhang Qishan couldn't see him like that, he hugged him back again, let's just drill.

The little adjutant's face was buried in Foye's neck again, it didn't matter if he buried it, and he rubbed against it, which made Zhang Qishan itch so badly that he was reluctant to take it out.

After rubbing enough, the little adjutant came out by himself, rubbed in front of Zhang Qishan, blinked his eyes, and pointed to the next room without saying a word.

"?" Zhang Qishan looked in the direction of the little adjutant, guessing, "Boss Ai?"

nod.

"She's looking at Adjutant Xiang."

Stare again.

"Adjutant Xiang?"

nod.

"Not yet awake."

"..." Hearing that Adjutant Xiang hadn't woken up, the little adjutant pursed his lips. Why is it so serious? People like me who walked around the interrogation room all came back.

"He jumped off Boss Ai's car at the first moment of the explosion, so in addition to being injured by the bomb, he was also injured when he jumped off the car. The military doctor has seen it. Whether he can wake up depends on his survival awareness." Zhang Qishan looked at the person in his arms, and added, "You dare to save me like this, and I'll wake you up if you faint."

"!!!" The little adjutant stared, what kind of thing is this? It's unreasonable. You obviously sacrificed your life to save you, but you don't appreciate it, and you still want to beat someone...

"Did you hear that?" Zhang Qishan didn't care about his slander, and deliberately glared fiercely at the little adjutant.

Nod reluctantly.

"Just like this time, silly thing, who allowed you to be so impulsive?!" Although Zhang Qishan said harshly, he still hugged this little thing in his arms.

The little adjutant flattened his mouth aggrieved, thinking that it was not to protect you, but he said honestly: "Got it, Lord Buddha."

"What do you know!" Zhang Qishan took the little adjutant's hand with some strength, avoiding the wound, and circled him in his arms again, "If something happens to you, what do you want me to do?"

"Brother..." The little adjutant's heart warmed up, his throat was already hurting badly, but what Buddha said made him choke up, and it was even more uncomfortable to be choked there.

"I haven't thought of a countermeasure yet, but you're better off hitting the muzzle of the gun," Zhang Qishan scolded, "Now you know how people beat you to tricks, right?!"

The little adjutant was just halfway through his emotions, and was choked back by Zhang Qishan's words. He thought that the Buddha was really gentle for only three seconds, but he didn't dare to say that: "I'm not... I'm not recruiting..."

"Hey—" Zhang Qishan tightened his hands, "Are you quite proud?"

"..." The little adjutant smiled flatteringly, said "dare not", and rubbed against Zhang Qishan's chest again.

His head was hairy, and his bangs were unkempt, rubbing against Zhang Qishan's chest, a little itchy.

"Little thing... isn't it cold with your arms stretched out? Put it in for me!"

"Hey... big brother..."