The Neon Tower

"Report! The front-line wounded soldiers of the third battalion..." The stretcher was sent into the tent, and the two personnel worked together to move the wounded to the bed, and carefully removed the heavy armor and iron cap veil.

"..."

During the first aid, all the rescuers used square cloth folded into a triangle to cover their mouth and nose because the bamboo hat was in the way.The two observed the wounds on the wounded body. Both hands and legs were severely burned. Three arrows were shot in both shoulders. A severed gun head was stuck in the waist. There was a lot of bleeding, and most of the underwear was stained. It is red, and the wound of the arrow is slightly green, which is suspected to be caused by smearing venom on the arrow.

"Junior Brother Haoyang, what are you doing here? It's okay." Seeing that Haoyang was tense and his body was motionless, the elder brother next to him gently pushed his shoulder with his hand.

"It's okay." Haoyang pulled out a bottle of medicine and a coarse cloth belt from the side, tied them tightly around the waist of the wounded, and then sprinkled the medicine powder, seeing that the blood dripping state slowed down: "Brother, let's treat the arrow wound and the wound first." Burns treated."

"it is good."

After all the arrows were pulled out, they divided the work to treat the wound, and finally. . .The gun head left at the waist.When the two were about to draw their guns, someone from outside the tent rushed in.

"Master, it's not good! The enemy has used gunpowder, and the number of wounded in our army has increased by dozens. The commander hopes that the master can send more people to the battlefield for first aid."

"Haoyang, here you stand with Xiaoliang, and the others follow me." The owner picked up the medicine box on his back and rushed out first.

"Brother, can you do it here by yourself?"

"Okay! Brother, you can go."

All of a sudden, Haoyang and the wounded patient were left in the tent. He opened the curtain and wanted to call Xiaoliang to help, but he saw that Xiaoliang was so busy that even the prince condescended to help the wounded soldier. wrap the wound.It seems that you still have to do it yourself.

He felt the pulse of the wounded patient, and then pressed the wound. It seemed that the tip of the gun went straight into the internal organs, and if he pulled it out forcibly, he would bleed to death.

"Ah... where is this?" The wounded patient woke up?

"Military doctor camp. Don't talk, go to sleep." The solution must have worked, and the bleeding in the waist has stopped to a certain extent. . .

"pain..."

"Like a cow, why cry?"

"Doctor... Will I die? I haven't married a wife yet..."

Haoyang curled up two fingers and slapped the injured patient hard on the neck, and the injured immediately passed out.

He prepared all kinds of equipment, helped the injured to lie on his side so that the wound was on top, sprinkled the hemostatic powder again, and waited for the right time.

At midnight, the beacon fire on the battlefield was still on, and the wounded outside the tents were moved to the slightly wounded tents.In the tent of the former military doctor, the wounded patient was lying quietly, the wounds all over his body were tightly bound with white cloth, the tip of the gun at his waist had been pulled out, and the amount of bleeding was minimized.Haoyang wiped the sweat off his face, and seeing that it was time to take the medicine, he dug out one from a pile of medicine bottles, opened it, smelled it for confirmation, and then came to the bedside of the injured.

"￥#@%X*..." The wounded was breathing peacefully, and he didn't know what he was talking about in his sleep.

"What did you say?" Haoyang leaned closer to hear the content of the dream talk, but saw the man's eyes slightly opened.

"You came..."

The man grabbed Haoyang's arm and pulled him onto the bed, even pressing his body up.

"..." Haoyang's mind was blank, and he didn't give any response in time.

"Um... When I was injured, for some reason, I could only think of you... After that night, I thought... I regarded you as a friend who can..."

"Don't do this, the wound will open." Haoyang came back to his senses, didn't pay attention to what he said, only touched his waist with his hand, and the blood seemed to start to ooze out again.

"I don't want to be friends with you."

He looked at him in surprise, his lips moved slightly, and he said an incredible sentence: "I like you."

He caressed Haoyang's face, his eyes were blurred, and his lips slowly approached: "If you don't want to... just push me away."

The lips are connected with each other, and they rub against each other. The lips and teeth meet, and the sweetness is intertwined.

His brain was running at high speed at this moment, and all his thoughts came back to him. He tried to push the man on his body away with both hands, but he was a mountain that couldn't be moved at all.At this time, a bright light seemed to light up above his head, reminding him of the most direct method. He lifted his left knee up sensitively and directly attacked the opponent's crotch.

Yu's back was so painful that he immediately straightened up, clutching his chest, and fell under the bed: "Hiss, why don't you be so rough..."

Haoyang sat up sideways, put his arm on his left knee that had just stood up, and said lazily: "I treat you as a brother, why do you want to sleep with me? Did you forget Ah Hua so quickly? "

"Ah Hua? Why did you mention A'Hua?" Yu wanted to say something, but saw Haoyang wearing pure white clothes, with a half-walled jade pendant tied with a disproportionate red silk thread pinned to his waist: "You are... Shaoguan Lord? It turns out that you have been..."

The same move knocked him out again, Haoyang took off the jade pendant and put it in his hand.

When he woke up the next day, Yu was already in the camp for minor injuries, and Xiaoliang sent the freshly boiled soup: "Xiao Qianfeng, are you awake?"

Xiaoliang is small, with big eyes, a high nose, and a small dark mole next to the tip of the nose. She looks very cute. If you don't look carefully, you think she is a pretty little girl.

"doctor..."

"I'm Xiaoliang."

"Xiaoliang? So you look like this."

"Well, I didn't expect that Xiao Qianfeng looks so heroic. Today is a new acquaintance." Xiaoliang smiled, with two shallow dimples on his face.

"Yeah." Yu took the decoction and felt bored. Looking at the brothers around him, they all seemed to be recovering well.

"Why am I here?"

"Oh, senior brother said that although your wound is deep, as long as you rest well and recuperate, you will recover soon, so I entrusted you to take care of you last night."

"But, I'm actually over there..."——it doesn't take up space. .

"Uh, he asked me to tell you that he is very busy and has no time to talk to you, so he can lie down as comfortable as possible. Don't worry, I will take care of you very carefully."

"...Ah... Well, thank you." Yu felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he lay back on the bed again, a red silk thread was exposed in his arms. He pulled the thread out and stroked the transparent thread with the belly of his thumb. The green half-walled jade pendant sighed in disappointment.

"Your waist injury is the most serious. Remember, don't use too much force when squatting down, and try to reduce the movement of your waist, otherwise the wound will collapse again."

"Yes..." Yu replied listlessly.

"Then I won't interrupt your rest, you can call me if you need anything."