The fierce and loyal dog protects the fierce wife

Chapter 17 Indirect Kissing
Next, Meng Yidi didn't talk to Ming Chen again.

One is that she doesn't have that energy, and the other is that Ming Chen is fully absorbed and has overcome his nervousness.

She lowered her eyelids a little, feeling a little drowsy, but obeyed Ming Chen's previous instruction and insisted not to fall asleep.

But it was really uncomfortable to suffer like this, she simply started to observe him, there was no way, if she didn't find something to divert her attention, she would definitely fall asleep.

I saw Ming Chen holding a scalpel. It didn't look like he was performing surgery for the first time. His eyes were focused and serious, and his lips were pursed, so that the facial lines felt tight, and the tip of his nose and forehead were even tighter. Covered with fine beads of sweat.

This made Meng Yidi feel as if he was facing an enemy, which was a bit funny.

Fortunately, she held back. After all, this guy was too serious. She didn't want him to get nervous and give her a knife.

But the next thing was to make her laugh and she couldn't laugh anymore. The wound opened by the scalpel was a bit dull, like many small ants biting, and the effect of the anesthetic was not ideal.

"Hold on, I saw the bullet." Ming Chen looked up at her and said.

Meng Yidi nodded and turned her head to look at her arm, but because the wound was on the outside of her arm, she couldn't see it.

Looking up slightly, she saw that Ming Chen replaced the scalpel with tweezers, and then the wound was invaded by the cold tweezers. Although the pain was not strong, she could clearly feel that he was rummaging for something inside.

Trying not to think about the hideous appearance of the wound, she continued to look at Ming Chen.

This guy's eyelashes are really long, reminding her of the star she chased after high school back then.

Once her idol took a group of photos in the snow, the snowflakes fell on the eyelashes and did not melt, which made her girly heart burst, exclaimed that the eyelashes are deadly, never thought that there are boys’ eyelashes that can fall in love with her in reality comparable to beans.

Also, this person's appearance... Objectively speaking, it is quite pleasing to the eye.

Before, he could be seen as handsome with a gray face, but now that he has washed his face clean, his handsome features can be seen at a glance. Even the scratches on his face can't affect this handsomeness that is far superior to others.

But this is not her ideal type. Her ideal type is Song Zhen, a myth in the police circle of her mother's generation, the captain of the Criminal Investigation Team of Province F, and the captain of the National Special Advisory Group for Serious Cases.

Uncle, handsome man, this is her ideal type, the one in front of her is at best a little milk dog.

"Heh." Thinking of this, Meng Yidi couldn't help laughing at herself, what was she thinking about?

At this moment, Ming Chen grabbed the tweezers and pulled them out.

Her smile immediately froze on her face, and her brows were wrinkled in pain.

"Come out." Ming Chen said so.

Immediately after, Meng Yidi heard a crisp sound, the bullet was thrown into the tray by Ming Chen, with some blood and flesh still on it, rolling out a trace in the tray.

The messy thoughts in her head were pulled out along with the bullet, leaving only the most real feeling of the body——pain.

Ming Chen was obviously relieved, but he did not relax his vigilance, but quickly cleaned, disinfected and sewed up the wound.

Minutes and seconds passed, and finally, Ming Chen finished everything and cut off the ends of the sutures.

"Okay." He put down the tweezers, and sat down on the ground without any image, as if he was the patient who just finished the operation.

Meng Yidi turned her head to look at him, then looked at her own arm, but still couldn't see anything, she couldn't help but frowned, and asked, "Is it the same as a centipede?"

"what?"

"I said the wound." Meng Yidi's gaze fell on his arm.

Ming Chen immediately reacted, and then felt a little embarrassed. His suturing skills are indeed not very good, but this is the first time he has operated on a living person, and her wound itself is very irregular, so it is already very uncomfortable to sew it like this. easy.

Seeing his expression, Meng Yidi could imagine the crooked stitched wound, she couldn't help sighing, "I knew it, it must be ugly."

"Ugly?" To actually despise the ugliness of his sutured wound?At least he saved her!

"Isn't it ugly?" Meng Yidi asked back.

Ming Chen was dumb, but he couldn't lie to himself, and finally he could only mutter: "It's pretty ugly."

It was so ugly that he didn't want to admit that it was his handwriting.

Meng Yidi seemed to accept this reality. She looked up at the ceiling and said to herself, "Maybe I can tattoo a flying bird on my arm in the future."

"Ah? Aren't you a policeman?" How can a policeman have a tattoo?Ming Chen was puzzled.

"Oh, I forgot." Meng Yidi looked at him and smiled lightly, then asked, "Don't you need to bandage?"

"Oh!" Ming Chen got up quickly, and immediately picked up the gauze to bandage her, just looking at her flushed face because of the fever, he just felt weird in his heart.

She is a policeman, but she doesn't look like a policeman. Could it be that she has been undercover for so long... so rebellious?

Unable to figure it out, Ming Chen simply stopped thinking about it, anyway, this woman is weird all over.It was only after he finished bandaging that he realized that she had fallen asleep in such a short time!

"Hey, wake up, wake up." He quickly shook her awake.

"Why?" Meng Yidi's head was heavy, and his tone was a bit aggressive.

"Go to bed after taking the medicine, you still have a fever." Ming Chen said, grabbed her right hand, poured the medicine into her palm, and said to Deng Guanghui, "Captain Deng, please pass me the water .”

Meng Yidi was so annoyed that he turned his hand and fed all the medicine into his mouth, then took the water that Ming Chen had unscrewed the bottle cap and drank it without a word of nonsense.

With so many medicines, doesn't she feel her throat is stuck?
Ming Chen watched her operate, and was still a little dazed until the water was stuffed back into his hand.

In order to suppress the shock, without even thinking about it, he lifted the water bottle and gulped down several mouthfuls of water, and by the way calmed down the excitement of completing a major feat in his life—successfully performed a bomb retrieval operation.

Meng Yidi stared at the water bottle in his hand, his mouth squirmed, but he didn't say anything after all.

She closed her eyes and went back to sleep.

He thought to himself: You foolish boy, I will deal with you when my sister is well.

(End of this chapter)