Part Three, Chapter 70: Mutual Understanding

do outside, but if you want to enter the Zhuo family, your family background must be clean. " 。Zhu Hong angrily hung up the phone. 。After hanging up the phone, Zhuo Yu'an turned to look at Shu Tinglan...After greeting everyone, Song Jingye went straight to see the injured.

Dr. Su shouted, "Captain Song, you are injured."

Because of Zheng Ke and Zhang Ni's relationship, Dr. Su calls him Captain Song.

Song Jingye's back was a little sore. Hearing her say this, he felt with his hand under his outer garment, and his hand came up sticky with blood. It turned out that the wound's blood had seeped through at some point and stained his clothes red.

"I'll help you bandage that."

"Mmm." Song Jingye didn't try to fight it. The wound might not be deep, but because of the air pressure, if the blood didn't stop, it would be troublesome.

The wound was on his back, only visible when he took off his shirt. It was at least six centimeters long, white and gaping, with blood oozing out every now and then.

Dr. Su looked at him and felt pain just watching. This man seemed completely oblivious to it.

Song Jingye wasn't insensible to pain, he just hadn't felt it to the point of unbearable agony. At that moment, he couldn't even afford to consider his own discomfort. Only now, when things were quiet, did he feel the sharp, stabbing pain.

Because of the pain, his muscles tensed involuntarily. His bare shoulders, back, and waist were every inch finely sculpted, perfectly proportioned, unlike the overly developed bulkiness of a typical fitness enthusiast. Even the scar on his back added to his allure.

Dr. Su realized she was daydreaming and quickly snapped out of it, focusing on dressing his wound with care.

"You must be careful these days and make sure the wound doesn't reopen."

"Okay, thank you."

After his wound was bandaged, his subordinates brought him a new set of military uniform. Once he was dressed, except for a hint of redness in his eyes from lack of sleep, he showed no sign of fatigue or injury, looking as if he were made of iron.

He rushed from one wounded soldier to another, then left for the office of the border defense commander. There was a meeting to attend, where he would brief military headquarters on the situation in the west and their subsequent battle plans.

This will last all day, until the evening ends. When I come out, I feel a little weak in my legs and tired.

Back at the temporary residence, I had a simple meal and could finally rest.

Glanced at her phone, flipped to the chat box with Chen Ling. It was a simple conversation, he said everything went well, she just replied with an "um".

He thought, what a calm girl. It's been almost two days and two nights since he left in the dead of night, and she hadn't contacted him at all.

Chen Ning returned to his siheyuan courtyard just after work. After being on high alert, she felt extremely exhausted once she relaxed. So she ate dinner early and went straight to bed to rest. She lay down with her pillow, inhaling his scent, quietly thinking about him.

When Song Jingye's video request came in, her longing couldn't be contained, it surged forth. She opened the video and tears were almost spilling over.

She knew she was being childish. They had only been apart for two days, and he was just out on a mission. She acted as if they were separated by death itself.

She wasn't that fragile of a person. Perhaps it was because she left in such a hurry that night, or maybe she was still caught up in the sweetness of love. This was her first separation, and she hadn't mentally prepared for it. Whatever the reason, it won't happen again.

If you can't stand by his side for now, at least be a stable support for him and don't cause him any trouble.

Song Jingye asked, "What are you doing"

"I'm going to rest now," she replied, panning the camera around to let him know she was at his house.

Song Jingye: “Lock your door tightly when you sleep alone at night.”

"Understood."

The two of them just chatted about everyday things, not mentioning the war at all. It was as if by not talking about it, they could reassure each other.

Chen Ning looked at the faint stubble on his chin, thinking that she would go to the mall to buy a razor after work tomorrow and wait for him to come back to shave it for him.

Song Jingye looked at the dark circles under her round eyes and asked, "Have you not slept well these past few days"

"There's one thing, the company is quite busy."

After responding, Chen Ling paused for a moment and couldn't help but ask with concern, "Are you okay"

"It's fine, it was resolved smoothly."

"When will you be back"

"Well, it'll be a few more days." There were still some things he had to take care of, and because they were confidential, he couldn't tell her exactly how long it would be.

"Okay," she said, knowing it was classified information and didn't press for details.

They stared silently at each other through the camera for a while, without saying a word, but unwilling to end the video call.

"Ningning, if you have anything to do these days, find Zheng Ke or the monitor. I will arrange it back as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Just as he was speaking, a knock came from Song Jingye's side. He didn't hang up the video and asked, "Who is it"

Su doctor's voice came from outside the door, "Captain Song, it's me, I brought you your medicine."

"Put it by the door."

Chen Ling didn't hear the sounds outside clearly, only knowing that someone was calling him, so he said: "Uncle, you busy first, I'll hang up."

Fearful of interrupting his work, I hurriedly hung up after speaking.

Song Jingye took back his phone, got up and went to open the door, but he didn't let anyone in, just saying: "Give me the medicine."

"Sorry, I was too busy this morning to give you the medicine that needs to be changed."

"It's fine." Song Jingye reached out and took the medicine.

"If you're not comfortable changing alone, you can go to the medical team to change."

Okay, thank you.

After saying thank you, he closed the door directly. In his eyes, there was no distinction of gender in this place, so he wouldn't give any extra care and was quite cold-faced.

Chen Ning slept soundly that night and her mentality adjusted well. She was no longer anxious or nervous, so she got up early to go to work.

Until near the end of the workday, new news came out, reporting on the life stories of the three fallen soldiers, with their names finally given.

When she saw one of the names, her heart skipped a beat. Before she could react, her phone rang. It was Zheng Ke calling.

"Bro"

"Xiao Ning, why can't I get through to Song team's phone" Zheng Ke's voice trembled a little.

He went on a business trip.

Zheng Ke immediately knew where he was going, so he fell silent.

Because of his call, Chen Ning's heart trembled, "Is it Xiao Hengge"

At the same time, her voice seemed to stiffen as if she couldn't utter another word.

She remembered the most energetic figure on the training ground, Little Heng Ge, who always volunteered to go to Wuben Station for rotations with Song Jingye every winter. Little Heng Ge idolized Song Jingye and sat next to him whenever they went out.

He wasn't the hero reported in the news to her. He was a living, vibrant, sunny life.

After work, I unconsciously walked to the class monitor's restaurant. Zheng Ke and Zhang Ni were there too. The few of us sat in that small private room, none of us knowing what to say.

The class monitor spoke first: “Every year when I asked him to switch careers, he’d say he’d do it in two more years. Two more years, that damn thing! I'm still waiting for him to come celebrate my wedding at my restaurant.”et integrated into a single robot, each device can help you complete them. Besides being your housekeeper, it's also your emotional companion, able to keep you company through long nights.”Shu Tinglan...