Ace Sniper: Husband is Going To Fall Down

In this way, the competition between the reconnaissance company and the guard company in the grappling and fighting competition is naturally meaningless.

But Feng Xuelan still told Cheng Qianjin, "I will participate in this competition."

Cheng Qianjin glanced at Feng Xuelan's injured arm and couldn't believe what she said.

"Your injury...very serious, isn't it?" Cheng Qianjin took a careful look.

Feng Xuelan smiled and said, "It's okay, this little injury is nothing."

The small injuries Feng Xuelan said were very scary in Cheng Qianjin's eyes. She wanted to ask Feng Xuelan what was going on with her injury, but Lu Mingyan on the side seemed to have deliberately blocked her, but Cheng Qianjin didn't say anything to Feng Xuelan, so she went back in shock.

But even so, the news that Feng Xuelan would participate in the grappling and fighting competition with injuries still reached Su Shanshan's ears.

After hearing about this, Su Shanshan just snorted and thought to himself, what kind of results can he get when he is injured and still participates in the competition? But it was Feng Xuelan who added drama to herself.

By the time the qualifying round started, many people in the room actually had the same ideas as Su Shanshan, even including the company commander Qu Shuyu of the reconnaissance company.

"Chen Huofan, you brought a wounded soldier to participate in the game, is this acting as an act?" Qu Shuyu deliberately stirred up Chen Huofan's anger.

But Chen Huofan was not fooled this time. He smiled at Qu Shuyu, "We'll wait and see if it's acting."

The two of them were bickering here. On the other side, Feng Xuelan pointed to a small bronze medal hanging in the stadium and asked Zong Mingzhe, "Why didn't you tell me before?"

The little bronze medal was engraved with the name of the champion of previous capture and fighting competitions, and Zong Mingzhe's name was printed there with glittering gold.

Zong Mingzhe smiled, "If I tell you, wouldn't you hit me more happily?"

Feng Xuelan snorted at him, "If I knew you had won the championship, wouldn't it be enough if I won you?"

"Look at driving you crazy." Zong Mingzhe couldn't help rubbing her head, and whispered, "You want to beat me, it's still a long way away."

Feng Xuelan didn't like to hear his words.

"I will beat you sooner or later!" she said vowedly.

"Okay, I'll wait." Zong Mingzhe's smile was full of pampering, and he wanted to rub Feng Xuelan's hair, but Feng Xuelan avoided him.

"As long as you are by my side, I will hold my head against the bird's nest all day..." Feng Xuelan muttered while adjusting her hair, "Do you like messy shapes? Or I will burn them into exploding heads, and then how will you rub me? I'm not afraid anymore."

Zong Mingzhe helped her straighten out the hair at the back. In fact, he himself knew that this habit was not good, but he just couldn't help it.

Thinking of Feng Xuelan turning into an explosive head, Zong Mingzhe almost laughed.

He should try to control his hand.

At this time, a very unfriendly gaze was cast towards him, Zong Mingzhe didn't need to turn his head to look to know that Li Qinghui must have come.

Sure enough, Li Qinghui appeared in front of the two people. He said to Feng Xuelan with a cold face, "Before going on the field, I will check the injury on your arm first, come here!"

Even if there are tens of thousands of unwillingness in my heart, the doctor's words are still to be listened to.

Feng Xuelan reluctantly followed Li Qinghui to the sidelines for an inspection. Zong Mingzhe wanted to come, but was stared at by Li Qinghui, "You don't need to follow!"

"Why?" Zong Mingzhe frowned and asked.

"Because you will distract me! Stand further!" Li Qinghui waved at him like a fly.

If it wasn't for this guy to heal Feng Xuelan's injuries, Zong Mingzhe really wanted to throw him out of the stadium.

Feng Xuelan sighed and made a gesture to Zong Mingzhe.

to beat…

Zong Mingzhe endured it.

"Do you still feel pain at night?" Li Qinghui asked.

Feng Xuelan nodded. In fact, the injury on her arm still hurts terribly. It's just that she wants to be strong herself, and has been holding back without telling others.

Li Qinghui glanced at her and snorted, "You are just brave!"

Feng Xuelan was a little surprised, involuntarily glanced at Zong Mingzhe, who was standing in the distance looking at her, with a smile on his face.

"He often said that to me too."

Listening to Feng Xuelan's words, Li Qinghui snorted again, "You are happy when he says that to you? I don't know this is a shortcoming, should I correct it?"

Feng Xuelan frowned and looked at Li Qinghui, and whispered, "Are you too harsh?"

Li Qinghui glared, "Being a doctor is to be strict with the patient! Otherwise the patient will bargain with you, he must eat what you don't let him eat, he must do what you don't let him do! I am so strict now , Don’t you still come to participate in some grappling and fighting competition? I don’t think I'm strict enough at all! I'm too lenient to you!"

Feng Xuelan was trained by him like a kid who did something wrong, she shrank her head and dared not express her opinion anymore...

Thinking about it carefully, Li Qinghui was right.

Maybe he was born in a medical family, he has seen too many disobedient patients since he was a child, so he has developed such a strange-looking personality...

He removed the bandage on Feng Xuelan's arm, changed the medicine again, and carefully tied the bandage.

"I changed the analgesic for you. As long as you don’t hurt your arm anymore, it shouldn’t hurt... See how it works." He said, "The game can be lost, but the injury on your hand will never happen. I'll be touched by someone!"

Feng Xuelan straightened up and saluted him with a military salute, and replied loudly, "Yes!"

Li Qinghui was startled and frowned, but then laughed again.

"I'm not your leader, so you don't need to salute me."

Feng Xuelan grinned at him, said "thank you", and then ran back to Zong Mingzhe.

Looking at Feng Xuelan's back, Li Qinghui still smiled on her face.

He could see Feng Xuelan smiling at him, this time, even if he didn't come in vain.

"What did he say? Is your injury better?" Zong Mingzhe asked with concern.

Feng Xuelan nodded vigorously, "Said it won't hurt after changing the medicine, it will be fine in two days!"

"He really said that?" Zong Mingzhe raised his eyebrows and didn't believe Feng Xuelan's words at all.

Feng Xuelan was exposed to the lie and smiled sloppyly, "Nothing serious anyway, don't worry!"

Zong Mingzhe knew about Li Qinghui's technique. This guy seemed to treat Feng Xuelan wholeheartedly, and it must be that Feng Xuelan's injury would heal faster under his care.

But…

That guy is so annoying!

Zong Mingzhe hugged Feng Xuelan's waist and let her lean in his arms.

Feng Xuelan was a little confused by his sudden move. Although she had kissed Zong Mingzhe in public, there was a reason at that time.