He Is Warmer Than Time

In the evening of autumn, the afterglow of the setting sun shines through the square windows into the quiet ward. They arranged a single room for Gu Jingxing, a small room, which is especially warm and moving in this late autumn season.

Gu Jingxing leaned on the bed, and Song Ran looked at him sadly: "How did you know that Shen Mengfang brought Ding Guoying to conspiracy like this? You are clairvoyant? You can know Shen Mengfang's movements in Fucheng?"

Gu Jingxing gave a light cough: "While carrying out a mission in Fucheng, he accidentally shot a bullet. The bullet was taken out in the chest, but there were a lot of shrapnel stuck in the meat, and the local medical technology was difficult to take out the shrapnel. It was sent to Haicheng to the point where it came from."

Song Ran squeezed his hand, his heart twitching.

"When I came back to Haicheng, it was really a coincidence. I saw Ding Guoying, the man named Chen Jinquan leading her. I let people investigate it. I knew that Chen Jinquan and Shen Mengfang are inextricably linked. I can't neglect it. As soon as I took out the shrapnel, I immediately returned to Ancheng and brought Doudou and Cheng San. Fortunately, fortunately..."

Fortunately, it was never too late, and fortunately, Shen Mengfang did not succeed.

Song Ran said distressed: "Gu Jingxing, are you stupid? Even if Shen Mengfang finds Ding Guoying, what can be done? Shen Mengfang can't do anything to me. If you have something like this, what do you want me to do? ?"

Gu Jingxing raised his hand and touched her face lovingly: "Xiao Ran, I think for my own sake. I am afraid that Ding Guoying's appearance will make your dad's impression of me so bad, I am afraid that your dad will disagree from then on. I was the one with you, so I rushed home overnight regardless of the gunshot wound. I was doing it for myself, so don’t be sad, huh?"

Song Ran lowered his eyes, his voice was a little choked: "If you don't agree, the subject doesn't agree. Do you have to fight like this? Do you need to stop your life? Just after the shot, you are struggling, are you going to die? "

Gu Jingxing chuckled, "Isn't it all right now? Xiao Ran, it's all right now. Was it silly when I saw the wound just now?"

Song Ran squeezed his finger and said with a solemn expression: "Gu Jingxing, what you said about me is a military order. I order you not to take your body seriously in the future. Have you heard that?"

Gu Jingxing squeezed her hand into her palm with his backhand: "Received."

Song Ran turned away and stopped looking at him, feeling both distressed and sad for his impulse.

Gu Jingxing let out a sudden ouch, and Song Ran immediately turned around again, staring at him in a panic, "Is the wound hurt? Would you like to call the doctor in?"

Gu Jingxing clasped her hand and said softly, "No, it doesn't hurt anymore. I just haven't seen you for many days. I miss you a little bit. I want to see your face and your eyes."

Song Ran looked at the soft-spoken man, and could think of how he endured pain along the way back to Ancheng, and brought two children all the way to Haicheng.

Not only is his body aching, but he must also be anxious in his heart.

If her dad doesn't like him, then he doesn't. It is Song Ran who wants to go with him for the rest of his life. Her dad's kind of grass-roots grass that easily believes in Shen Mengfang, she has long had no hope for him.

As long as she still likes Gu Jingxing, as long as she believes in him deeply, then they are stronger than gold, and no one can separate them.