Cold-blooded Marshal Evil Charm Military Doctor

Zhan Qingcheng's basic necessities of life are well arranged by Leng Han, and he lives in the small apartment he bought, which is just opposite to his room.

The place where penicillin is studied is in the small house behind the police station, in case someone with intentions comes to make trouble, Zhan Qingcheng also brought in a few famous old Chinese doctors to go with him.

The food is the same as that of Leng Han, and they often eat together, and sometimes they drink tea and play chess and walk on the road. Although it is a bit strange, it is also very good.

What made Zhan Qingcheng a little angry was that Leng Han's mouth couldn't spit out ivory. Once he had a meal, he was in a good mood because of the good research results, but he suddenly said:

"You look good in a cheongsam."

What does it mean?

Does it mean that I don’t look good in a long gown, or that I don’t look good in a white coat, or that I don’t look good?Is it easy for me to wear men's clothes?

Zhan Qingcheng snorted, looked him up and down, finally fixed his gaze on his crotch, and replied: "You look better without it."

Leng Han was taken aback when he heard the words, but his face blushed slightly with a hum. Zhan Qingcheng was very satisfied, but unexpectedly, Leng Han said, "I'll show you then."

Zhan Qingcheng almost choked, this is a big boss, he can't compare!

"as long as you are happy!"

Leng Han really couldn't figure him out, he said he was the one who was good-looking, but why did he force him?

Zhan Qingcheng thought his expression was a little funny, if he didn't know him, he wouldn't know that he was a sullen guy, but the coldness really made those girls like him.

The two of them didn't spend much time together, because this matter was too difficult, so when they came out to eat and take a shower, the time squeezed out was only a short five hours for them to rest.

In the laboratory, everyone gathered together to look at the latest results, which seemed to be good.

"How is it?" Zhan Qingcheng asked.

"Yes, a day or two is enough according to the progress."

Seeing that everyone was a little happy, Zhan Qingcheng shook his head and said seriously: "Well, speed up the progress, they are waiting for us!"

"Yes!"

The sky is gray, Zhan Qingcheng is a little tired and almost collapsed, he insists on forcing himself to go out to see this Pingcheng, everything is right and nothing is right, people go to cool off!

In the afternoon, the spring breeze blew through the remaining flowers, and a spring rain came down and muddy the road, wet the pillow, the rain was heavy, it was falling, and it sounded irritable and sad.

Holding an umbrella, Zhan Qingcheng looked towards the source of the sound, and saw the aunt who was worried that he would not find the way to lead the way herself, sitting at the mouth of the well crying in the rain.

The aunt was tearful, her hair was more gray than before, and she was no longer the same as before, "My poor son! Why did you just leave like this, leaving me a bad old woman in the world..."

Zhan Qingcheng can say nothing, he can't say anything, he has never been good at comforting people, besides, there are so many poor people in the world, who can comfort them!

He went to the aunt's side, gave her the umbrella, and drenched himself in the rain. The umbrella blocked the dim light so that people could not see clearly. He only heard him say: "Auntie, go back, go back! I think your son is in the spirit of heaven." It's hard to see you like this."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left. He didn't have much time left, and if the penicillin didn't come out, it would be a serious problem for Pingcheng.

The food on the table was cold, Leng Han didn't even take a bite, and looked at the door after finishing a matter in hand.

He usually came back at this time, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried. The door was gradually pushed open, and the suspended stone slowly sank.

Zhan Qingcheng came back wet with a tired face, which made Leng Han feel distressed.

"I'll take a shower first." Zhan Qingcheng ignored him, looked at the untouched food on the table and frowned, and continued: "We'll have dinner together later, you heat the food first, forget it, wait for me to cook it Warm up the food."

"Ah."

Let's turn this matter over.

Leng Han has already heard a little bit about the discussions in the capital, but he just knows the general idea. President Jiang was already there in the Northeast, and it will be even more difficult if you add the Japanese people.

Leng Han frowned, pinching the bridge of his nose with his hands.

The two guarding the door are still talking secretly today, adding a little color to this silent night.

The place where Leng Han arranged for Zhan Qingcheng to work is a little behind the police station. Zhan Qingcheng has already begun to study penicillin, and he believes that the production will start the day after tomorrow. I hope that Pingcheng will not be too bad by then.

I sorted out the information and prepared to take it away.

The two gatekeepers were really bored, chattering in a low voice, Zhan Qingcheng walked over with a smile and heard their chatting content.

"Did you know? Today is Marshal Leng's birthday, Mrs. Leng wanted to come over to celebrate Marshal Leng's birthday, but was stopped by the marshal."

"If it's at Leng's house, the young marshal's birthday must be very grand, so many beautiful girls will jump on him, and after a few good nights, many sons will come out. Tsk tsk tsk, it's a pity, but they insisted on coming This city of dead people is waiting."

Hearing this subconsciously stopped, today is Leng Han's birthday?

Leng Han is one year older than the original owner, so he is 19 years old. According to this age, it is time to get married and have children.

When Zhan Qingcheng was thinking about something, it happened that Leng Han had finished his official duties for a day. As soon as he came out, he saw Zhan Qingcheng thought he was waiting for him, and his mood improved a lot in an instant.

Zhan Qingcheng wanted to look up at the starry sky, but he didn't expect to see Leng Han's handsome face when he looked up, it's really haunting!

"ate?"

"No, I have been busy until now, and I have no money or food. What a life!"

Leng Han suggested: "Let's eat together?"

"Come on, there is no place to open a shop here in Pingcheng, come to my place, I will cook noodles for you."

Leng Han didn't say yes or nod, just stared at Zhan Qingcheng, making Zhan Qingcheng want to get angry.

This man just stares at him at every turn, is it his fault for being too handsome?

"Forget it, pretend I haven't said it, I'm leaving, another day..."

Before he finished speaking, Leng Han held Zhan Qingcheng's hand tightly in his palm. His palm was big and warm, covering Zhan Qingcheng's hand.

Zhan Qingcheng stared at him with wide eyes, feeling that Leng Han was bewitched, why did he suddenly hold his hand, and then Leng Han let go of his hand, and his mood immediately relaxed, that's right, how could Leng Han hold his hand... hands...

It's true that Leng Han let go of his hand, but he held it again, and it was the kind of interlocking fingers.

Zhan Qingcheng was a little skeptical about life, Leng Han didn't feel anything, but his ears turned red quietly, and said in a relaxed tone: "Let's go."

The two soldiers stared wide-eyed and their jaws dropped as they walked out of the police station with their fingers interlocked. What happened to the world, the soldiers were a little suspicious of life.

Zhan Qingcheng said that cooking noodles for Leng Han was really just boiled noodles. They were long-lived noodles bought from a woman, and two eggs, and cooked a pot of long-lived noodles for him.

Leng Han didn't say anything, but after eating one bowl, he made another bowl to eat. Zhan Qingcheng saw that Leng Han had eaten five bowls of longevity noodles, and that bowl was still so big. Is Leng Han a pig?

After Leng Han finished eating the pot of noodles, Zhan Qingcheng handed him the peeled egg to eat, and Leng Han smiled and picked it up and ate it.

At first, Leng Han thought that he didn't know about his birthday and was a little sullen, but now Zhan Qingcheng's actions have pleased him.

If Zhan Qingcheng knew Leng Han's thoughts, he would definitely tell Leng Han: I don't, I'm not, you are talking nonsense!

After eating, the two were going to climb to the roof to see the moon.

Tonight, the night is just right, not very cold but a bit cool, the stars are dotted with the night, and the round moon illuminates the earth brightly, how long has it been since I have seen the starry sky like this, Zhan Qingcheng thought.

It has been a long time since I have seen so many stars in modern times. I may have seen it when I was a child but I don’t remember it clearly. I may have such a beautiful sky above my head when I was marching, but I didn’t have the time to watch it.

Leng Han looked at Zhan Qingcheng in a daze, took two bottles of wine to the roof and sat next to him, handed him the wine, and then looked up at the beautiful sky.

Leng Han thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Today is my birthday."

Zhan Qingcheng nodded: "Then what? What do you want to express?" After speaking, he laughed lowly, feeling more and more cold and sullen.

Leng Han suddenly pinched his palm, as if talking about something unimportant, "Gift."

"Young Marshal Leng, how old are you? As far as I know, you're nineteen, and you want a gift? Huh?" Zhan Qingcheng deliberately teased him, but the gift is really not prepared, why don't you give it back to him another day?

Cold and displeased, he insisted, "A gift."

"Okay, okay, whatever you want, as long as I have it, as long as you want it."

"you."

"Me? Me what? Could it be that you want me to promise you my life-saving grace?"

"Ah."

"Zhan Qingcheng, I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

Now it's Zhan Qingcheng's turn to stop talking. How should I put it, the atmosphere is getting awkward. When did Leng Han have feelings for him? Why didn't he know? !

"Young Marshal Leng, you can't joke about this kind of thing!"

Leng Han suddenly became serious, and said seriously: "Really."

Zhan Qingcheng was silent for a while, and then replied slowly, "Well, that's fine, I agree."

It's not that Zhan Qingcheng hasn't thought about it, there are three advantages to being with Leng Han, one advantage: many big problems can be solved and cooperation is possible, the second advantage: the single life of being single for n years is coming to an end, and the third advantage: the plan can be implemented more smoothly.

Leng Han was stunned for a moment, a little helpless, and looked at Zhan Qingcheng expressionlessly. It was really hard to figure out what he was thinking. Just when Zhan Qingcheng wanted to tease him, Leng Han suddenly pulled Zhan Qingcheng pulled him into his arms, lowered his head and kissed his lips fiercely.

Zhan Qingcheng was shocked when he realized that he wanted to push Leng Han away, but he couldn't shake Leng Han at all. Instead, he made Leng Han's attack more violent, and Leng Han's tongue directly entered Zhan Qingcheng's mouth to sweep and inspect.

Although Leng Han's kiss is young, it has a strong possessive desire, which makes people have a feeling of wanting to die. Zhan Qingcheng is a little bit trapped in Leng Han's kiss.

Seeing that Zhan Qingcheng couldn't breathe, Leng Han let him go, and when his lips and tongue were separated, Leng Han bit Zhan Qingcheng's bright red lips gently.

Having been a straight man for so many years, I am still not used to the sudden "transformation into a woman". I don't dislike cold kisses, but I can't say I like them either.

Seeing that he was finally saved, Zhan Qingcheng immediately wanted to back up and run away, but how could he escape the cold iron arm?

Therefore, nature is still trapped in the cold arms

Feeling Zhan Qingcheng's struggle, Leng Han relaxed a little, looked down at Zhan Qingcheng's reddish peach blossom eyes and watery red lips, and couldn't help kissing his coquettish peach blossom eyes.

Zhan Qingcheng turned his head and bit his lower lip viciously with his white teeth. He didn't let him go until he smelled blood in his mouth. He was going to be Zhan Qingcheng's man. No matter what, he had to leave a mark!