Years turn into wind

Chapter 184 Severe Injury and Protection

The aftermath of the explosion shook the entire valley, and thick smoke obscured half the sky. As the troops retreated to safety, Cheng Yuwei held Ling Xiaotian's arm tightly.

"The commander is injured!" Adjutant Zhang Jun noticed the blood oozing from Ling Xiaotian's shoulder and hurriedly shouted, "Doctor, come and treat it!"

"Don't worry about me for now, check if everyone is safe." Ling Xiaotian ordered in a low voice, his tone still calm and majestic, but his face turned pale due to blood loss.

Cheng Yuwei bit her lip, pressed her sleeve against his wound, and tried to calm herself down: "Xiaotian, don't be so stubborn. You've lost too much blood. If you don't stop the bleeding, it will be dangerous!"

At this moment, a military doctor rushed over, bandaged Ling Xiaotian's wound briefly, and said, "Although the bullet grazed the bone, it didn't penetrate deeply. It can be treated temporarily. However, you must return to base as soon as possible for a thorough debridement and suture."

Ling Xiaotian nodded, but refused to sit on the stretcher: "I can still walk. We need to evacuate quickly. I can't hold the team back."

Cheng Yuwei knew that she couldn't persuade him, so she stopped talking and just followed him silently, holding his arm, never leaving his side.

back to base

It was already late at night when they returned to the base. The bumpy ride had made Ling Xiaotian's face even paler, but he gritted his teeth and remained silent.

"Hurry, send the commander to the infirmary!" Zhang Jun shouted anxiously.

Cheng Yuwei followed him into the infirmary, watching the doctors busily cleaning, stitching, and bandaging the wound. Her heart felt like it was being pulled by a taut string until the doctor reassured her, saying, "It's not too serious. Just rest for a few days and you'll be fine."

Hearing this, Cheng Yuwei finally breathed a sigh of relief, her legs went limp, and she almost fell to the ground.

Seeing her like this, Ling Xiaotian couldn't help but smile slightly: "Weiwei, you are more nervous than me."

Cheng Yuwei glared at him and said, "You only know how to show off! If you had been a little later, the consequences would have been disastrous!"

Ling Xiaotian stretched out his uninjured hand and grasped her wrist: "I'm fine. How could I bear to get hurt while you're here?"

Cheng Yuwei was speechless after hearing his words, but a warm feeling surged in her heart.

Careful care

Ling Xiaotian was forced to stay in bed for a few days, and the atmosphere in the general's residence relaxed somewhat. Cheng Yuwei took the initiative to take care of him, treating his wounds during the day and making soup and bringing him meals at night, taking care of almost every detail.

"Commander, this medicine soup must be drunk while it's hot." Cheng Yuwei walked to Ling Xiaotian's bed with a bowl of soup.

Ling Xiaotian smelled the medicine and frowned: "This again, so bitter!"

"You have to drink it even if it's bitter." Cheng Yuwei didn't give him a chance to resist and handed the bowl of soup directly to his mouth. "This is for your wound to heal faster. Just bear with it."

Ling Xiaotian took a sip helplessly, his brows knitted in bitterness: "Weiwei, you are really more vicious than the doctor."

Cheng Yuwei couldn't help but laugh: "Then just treat me as your 'military doctor' now. Be obedient and don't resist."

Ling Xiaotian looked at her smiling face and suddenly reached out to grab her wrist. He whispered, "Weiwei, if you can always take care of me like this, I will be happy even if I have to drink this bitter medicine every day."

Cheng Yuwei blushed and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense... I'm not your servant."

Ling Xiaotian looked at her seriously: "You are not my servant, you are my...home."

Cheng Yuwei was stunned by this. It took her a long time to react. She lowered her head and whispered, "Don't be so slick. Drink up the soup quickly!"

External crisis begins to emerge

A few days later, Ling Xiaotian's injuries gradually improved, and he was able to get out of bed and move around. Meanwhile, news arrived from the front lines: the enemy was gathering forces on the northern border, suspected of preparing for a large-scale counterattack.

"The enemy is going all out this time." Ling Xiaotian stood in front of the battle map, his eyes piercing. "It seems the destruction of the experimental base has completely infuriated them."

Zhang Jun nodded in agreement, "Yes, Commander. The troops they have assembled now are twice as many as ours. We must prepare for defense in advance."

Cheng Yuwei stood aside and heard the news, her heart tightened: "Xiaotian, you have just recovered, can you let others go to the front line this time?"

Ling Xiaotian shook his head. "Weiwei, the enemy's goal is very clear. If I'm not here, they will be even more aggressive. Don't worry, I will protect myself and you as well."

Cheng Yuwei looked at his determined eyes and knew that she couldn't persuade him, so she could only sigh: "Then I'll go with you."

Ling Xiaotian smiled faintly. "This is a military operation. You've already helped me a lot with the lab. Leave the rest of the battlefield to me."

Cheng Yuwei knew that he didn't want her to be in danger. Although she was reluctant, she also understood that she was indeed not suitable for participating in frontal combat.

Undercurrent

The enemy's movements became increasingly evident, and the situation on the border became increasingly tense. However, just as Ling Xiaotian was busy arranging the defense line, a secret letter quietly arrived at the commander's residence.

The content of the letter was extremely secretive, consisting of only one line: "The crisis in the north is an illusion, the real murderous intent is hidden beside you."

Ling Xiaotian looked at the letter, his eyes suddenly becoming deep. He put the letter away without telling Cheng Yuwei.

"It seems that this storm is far from over." He whispered, with a cold look in his eyes.