He Is Warmer Than Time

Zhou Nan's face was full of beauty, and Gu Yanzhi gritted his teeth.

Don’t be angry, I’m not angry when others are angry, and whoever is ill will replace it.

"Okay, continue to eat breakfast, I will change your dressing after breakfast."

Zhou Nan said that I am not hungry anymore. The commander came to see me and I was full of energy. Gu Yanzhi gritted his teeth and ate his father's jealousy. He was dying.

After barely eating breakfast, Gu Yanzhi let Zhou Nan lie on the bed, and Zhou Nan whispered: "You're afraid it's unprofessional, let the nurse change it."

Gu Yanzhi has opened her clothes: "I am a soldier, I used to be a special force, do you think I am unprofessional?"

Of course Zhou Nan knew that he was professional, but... let him see her body, even if it was just her back, she felt... a bit shy.

Gu Yanzhi gently uncovered the tape that came out near his shoulders, and spots of blood and pustules appeared on the gauze. When uncovered, it would involve her skin and flesh, Zhou Nan gritted his teeth.

Gu Yanzhi whispered, "If it hurts, you can call it out. That would be better."

"Although I am no longer a soldier, I still adhere to one rule, bleeding and sweating but not tears. This injury is nothing."

Gu Yanzhi threw the blood-stained gauze into the silver plate, and used tweezers to clamp a clean cotton ball and moisten it with some iodophor. The wound was a bit horrible. After all, it was a gunshot wound, which was different from a cold weapon wound. His skin would feel decayed by the fire, and it had recovered well, but he...

He is really a bastard, his cotton ball lightly landed on her wound, Zhou Nan groaned...

"I said, you can shout out."

Zhou Nan did her best: "It's okay."

Gu Yanzhi saw that there was still a little pustule in her wound, and said: "Hold it up, press it down. If the pustule is not squeezed out, he will speak, and he will need a second operation."

"I know, it's okay, just press it."

Shockingly hurt, Gu Yanzhi quickly dealt with the wound, while talking on her mouth distracted her: "You are so stubborn, are you in bed and don't cry a word of pain in the future?"

Zhou Nan blushed completely, the tips of his ears were also red, even his body was red, and a large area of ​​redness was on his back.

Gu Yanzhi handled the wound, quickly taped her gauze, and then put her clothes down, covering the wound and her back, which was as red as a cooked prawn.

Zhou Nan lay there, motionless, not getting up, or turning around.

Gu Yanzhi was really speechless and dared to say anything. The point was that she had pictures in her mind now, and she was really not sure what she would be like in that situation.

Gu Yanzhi rang the call bell, asked the nurse to push the cart out, and said softly, "Is it because I hurt you?"

How does this conversation feel so ambiguous?

Zhou Nan said dullly: "No, no, I will lie down for a while, you...you go to have breakfast or something."

Gu Yanzhi gently turned her around: "I have to buckle up the buttons for you."

Zhou Nan's face became even more red, and he was at the mercy of others. His warm fingertips still touched her skin from time to time. Zhou Nan felt that he was not so tormented even after changing the dressing.

Gu Yanzhi looked at her: "Okay, everything is done. You can rest for a while. I will go back to the army during the day and come back to accompany you at night.

Zhou Nan's eyes dodged, but didn't reply to him.

In Dr. Fang’s office, Gu Jingxing and Song Ran were sitting on the sofa. Dr. Fang was a little frightened: "Commander, you are here because of his illness, right?"