Ye Jue stared at the whole time, even more nervous than the injured Song Yan.

After sewing, the doctor told Song Yan not to touch the water these days, and then took some medicine and went back.

Ye Jue left the hospital with Song Yan on his back, and Huo Beiting followed them and cursed, "Don't come out in the future."

"Those people call you Brother Bei, you used to be a mess." Song Yan looked back at him and asked.

Huo Beiting said: "Hey, I won't mention the past. Isn't you a turning aside now? By the way, you can deal with those women, you are quite capable of you."

"Then you can try it out. I'll send you a few more stitches to the hospital." Song Yanyang danced his right hand, which had been bandaged by the yarn belt: "It takes ten days and half a month to eat well with his right hand."

Huo Beiting glanced at her husband and raised his eyebrows, "What are you afraid of? Isn't there any brother Jue?"

Song Yan looked down at Ye Jue, patted Ye Jue on the shoulder and said, "Ye Jue, what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about how to kill them." Ye Jue frowned fiercely, and his eyes were covered with a gloomy look.

Without saying anything, Song Yan leaned her head on Ye Jue's back and said, "Do you can't get a taxi tonight? There are not even tricycles here. Will we walk back?"

"Let's take a look while walking, don't worry, even if I walk back, I won't let you go." Ye Jue's voice softened a lot.

Song Yan felt sweet in her heart, and subconsciously looked back at Wei Zhibing and Liu Shan who were walking behind her.

Liu Shan and Wei Zhibing kept a certain distance.

She said what she should say, let’s take a look at Liu Shan herself.

They walked a long way before they saw a rental car. Huo Beiting asked them to get in. He was waiting for the car himself, or finding a telephone booth to ask his driver to come out to pick him up.

The taxi first drove to the military compound. After Ye Jue and Song Yan got off the car, they gave money to Wei Zhibing.

Wei Zhibing was born in a poor family. Although he had money for taxi, it was a luxury for him.

After getting off the car, Ye Jue carried Song Yan on his back.

Song Yan said: "I actually hurt my hands, I don't need to carry them, I can walk by myself."

"If I am not by your side in the future, you should not go to such places to play. There are many people who take advantage of the situation. If it hurts me, I feel sorry for you." Ye Jue said softly.

Song Yan pouted and said, "Actually it's quite exciting. I know you'll come out."

The two of them were so close that Ye Jue would definitely not let her have something to do, this is trust.

Ye Jue shook his head unhappily. After returning to the dormitory, he squatted in front of her, holding her injured hand and said, "It seems that from today on, I have to help you take a shower."

Song Yan glared at him: "You have nothing else to think about?"

He stood up and took off her coat: "It's better to act than to think too much."

She stood up and suddenly hugged Ye Jue tightly from in front of her, her little face pressing against his chest, and she didn't move.

Ye Jue was stunned for a moment, his hands were hanging in the air, and it took him a while to recover. He put his palm on her back and gently patted him and asked, "Wife, what's wrong."

"No, I just want to hug you."

The two hugged each other, and suddenly Ma Miaofeng's scream came from the opposite side: "Stop, Lao Luo, put me down quickly."

"I don't believe that I can't deal with you, the sissy."

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Chapter completed!