It was not until Mo Zihan slept comfortably in his sleeping bag that he took out the prepared wound medicine and put it on his hand.

There are still many brothers outside to take care of, especially Ao Yun, who must be seriously injured. Seeing that there is no big problem in Tuoli, Mo Zihan went to the other two tents to check.
It was already an hour after she returned to her tent again.
"Come back?"
Mo Zihan gingerly didn’t smile until she took off the stereo.
"Why haven’t you slept yet?"
"I can’t sleep until you come back."
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Go to the sleeping bag, Mo Zihan beat the sleeping bag and took a fur to cover him, and massage him while talking.
"Since you can’t sleep, I’ll press one for you."
Just now, when she was washing her body, she found that she had not changed much for a month. After only three days in Tianshan, her symptoms got worse.
Originally, the limbs were congested, but now almost all of them are congested. The one with a heart has just been poisoned and removed, and the only place without congestion has a face. Now his neck is purple and black, like a big black-brown spider web.
It’s cold, the blood circulation is not smooth, and some blood vessels are swollen like they are about to burst, which makes Mo Zihan feel so sad.
"Han son, don’t press it, come and rest," said lovingly.
"It’s okay, I’m not tired," said Mo Zihan, carefully massaging every part of his body.
Watching her hands dig out the meat and take off her face, even if she is as strong as his eyes, tears finally flow.
He is really grateful to God for giving him such a good wife when he crossed the border. Even if he dies, he will die and regret it.
Feel the soft handkerchief touching his face and help him wipe away the tears that have dripped in his ears. Open your eyes to the smiling cheeks.
I still remember that this smiling face was the last thing he hated and wanted to see, because every time he saw this damn beautiful smiling face, something bad would happen to him.
Since when has this smiling face become the sweetest and most important habit in his life?
If God gives him another chance, he will hold her in his hand from the beginning and love and spoil her all the time …
"Why is the fool crying?"
"… it’s nothing. If there is an afterlife, will you be my wife?"
Mo Zihan smiled and nodded happily and said "good"
"Even if you and I are still not in the same world in the afterlife, will you try to find me?"
"good"
Mo Zihan said with a smile, "We will be together for a long time in this life. Will you be tired of me when it grows up?"
"Of course not!"
"Will you think I’m ugly when I get old?"
"Didn’t you say that the most romantic thing in the world is to grow old with people you love? Even if you were old and ugly at that time, you were still the most beautiful and the treasure in my heart. "
Mo Zihan’s eyes were hot and she forced her tears back. "I now find that you are a man who likes to talk sweet words!" "
Take off the smile "this is my truth …"
Mo Zihan was very moved and sad.
She really wants to grow old with this man, but she doesn’t know if God will give them such a chance.
While enjoying Mo Zihan’s massage, Tuoli said, "Han Er, we have been together for so long. I have never heard you sing except that time you sang in Xiliang Palace. Your song to Simon Yunhai is very nice."
"Where did I know that he was Ouyang Zheng? ! If I knew, I would never sing that song, and you know it.
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That song was performed by Jia Lan for many times. I just went to kill the enemy for convenience without rehearsing. "
Look at the sour look in Tuoli. Mo Zihan’s eyes slightly narrowed and smiled. "Why are you still jealous of Ouyang Zheng?"
Terry also chuckled, "Of course, you have sung songs to him, but you have never sung to me. I really want to hear you and I sing a song …"
"Yeah, I’ll sing you a song."
"Don’t press it. It’s already available. Come to my arms."
Mo Zihan smiled and pulled the sleeping bag surface, poured a thermos bottle into his feet, got into bed and put the skins on the sleeping bag.
Hugging Timozihan, he asked, "What kind of songs do you want to listen to?"