A few words: Because I want a lively, cute, healthy and active baby... Ahem, cough, cough, I have to be busy at night... So, my energy is a little low, so I will keep it for three days in the past two days, and then I will have another baby after I regain my strength.
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Two days ago, due to errors in the above intelligence, Ye Chuqing fell into a trap carefully prepared by Japanese and Korean agents, and was chased by nearly thirty Japanese and Korean agents.
If he hadn't been assassinated by Japanese agents at the beginning and injured his left leg, with Ye Chuqing's strength, he would not have ended up in the embarrassing situation of being hunted from North Korea to Bukhan Mountain in South Korea...
Ye Chuqing, who thought he was going to die, looked at the figure with his back turned, blurted out "Uncle Hu" and was about to stand up, but his vision went dark and he fell to the ground and fainted.
During the 48 hours when she was chased by dozens of special Japanese and Korean agents, Ye Chuqing did not eat a meal or sleep for a minute. Apart from fighting, she kept running, climbing over mountains and ridges, climbing in cars and digging into the bushes.
, she did everything she could to escape, but in the end she was chased to Pheasant Ridge and was almost forced to bite her tongue and commit suicide.
Now, Ye Chuqing thought that after Hu Mietang's divine soldier appeared in front of her like a descendant from the sky, her tense nerves suddenly relaxed. In addition, after being injured, she bled too much and fainted from exhaustion.
normal.
"Uncle Hu? Who is Uncle Hu?" After Chu Yang took back the military thorn from the ground, he was stunned when he heard Ye Chuqing calling him Uncle Hu. Then he saw her falling on her back, and he quickly ran up and bent down to hold her in his arms.
Inside, he turned around and kicked a corpse away with his feet, then ran down the mountain with her in his arms.
Looking at Ye Chuqing with his eyes tightly closed in his arms, the more Chu Yang looked at it, the more he wanted to laugh: Silly girl, okay, now you have sneaked into Longteng, and my painstaking efforts to support you at that time are not in vain. But how many times have you been beaten?
It's enough to embarrass me even though I've been forced to this point by being a lowly person! Oh, and also, why do you have such a hair style? You're not a man, you're not a woman, are you pretending to be cool?
Alas, there is that Uncle Hu, who is he?
With these questions, Chu Yang hugged Ye Chuqing and quickly disappeared into the night.
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Where did Uncle Hu save me? But before I fainted, I thought he had long hair and didn't look like Uncle Hu. Then who is he? Besides Uncle Hu, who else knows how to open the sky?
Ye Chuqing's coma was not long. It could be said that she woke up more than half an hour after being put on the bed.
However, she did not open her eyes immediately, but still closed her eyes and held her breath, listening to the movements around her.
Even though Ye Chuqing fainted due to excessive blood loss and lack of strength, she was after all a direct disciple of the three 'famous masters' Jing Hongming, Chu Yang and Hu Mietang.
Especially during the three months in Russia, I learned a lot because of the special environment. Even when I was in a coma, I kept a trace of vigilance subconsciously.
Ye Chuqing closed her eyes and felt it for a moment. After confirming that there was no breathing creature within five meters around her, she was about to open her eyes to observe the surrounding environment when she heard the creak of the door being opened.
Following the sound of the door opening, a small sound of footsteps sounded from her side.
The person walking over was a woman.
From the sound of footsteps, Ye Chuqing guessed that the person coming over was a woman.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she secretly opened her left eye.
Just like those sentences in books describing a comatose person who just opened his eyes, the first thing that caught Ye Chuqing's eyes was a woman.
A very beautiful woman who seems to be thirty or twenty years old.
This woman, who was wearing a gray nightgown with exposed skin like snow, held a plastic tray in her hands, which contained an alcohol lamp, bandages, tweezers, scalpels and other items.
It seemed that she was trying to remove the bullets from Ye Chuqing's legs.
This woman is very beautiful. I seem to have seen her once somewhere. Who is she? The person who saved me is Uncle Hu... Ye Chuqing squinted at this woman with skin as good as snow, but still did not make a sound.
The woman in gray nightgown placed the tray in her hand on the kitchen table next to Ye Chuqing's bed, then took out a lighter and lit the alcohol lamp, sorted the contents of the tray a little, then walked out of the room quickly, and
He quickly closed the door.
I thought she was going to remove the shrapnel for me, why did she suddenly leave again?
After the door was closed, Ye Chuqing opened her eyes and looked around with her head tilted up: The decoration and furnishings in this room made it obvious that it was a presidential suite in a hotel. Because if it were the bedroom of her own home,
, there is really no need to make it so luxurious but not warm enough.
What makes Ye Chuqing even more puzzled is that on the rack hanging clothes behind the door, there are seven or eight sets of female uniforms such as American policewomen, Korean stewardesses, Japanese high school students, British nurses, etc. The sizes of those uniforms are very different.
It's not very big, it should be worn by the beautiful woman just now, which makes Ye Niu not sure what her occupation is.
Just when Ye Chuqing was looking at these clothes and wondering, the sound of someone's footsteps was heard outside the door again. She quickly lay down and looked at the door with slightly squinted eyes again.
The door was pushed open, and the first person to come in was the beautiful woman who just walked out. Behind the beautiful woman was a man.
This man had obviously just taken a shower. He had long, flowing hair, a beautiful mustache on his lips, and a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose.
When Ye Chuqing saw this man for the first time, she felt an inexplicable feeling of closeness to him.
This inexplicable feeling of closeness made Ye Chuqing's heart skip a beat: I have never seen this person before, how could I feel like this... Oh, by the way, before I fell into coma, I seemed to see the person who saved me.
He has long hair. No, if he saved me, what about Uncle Hu? Besides me and Uncle Hu, who else would be so generous?
Just when Ye Chuqing was thinking about the problem very quickly, the long-haired man spoke. He spoke in Korean, but the accent was the first time Ye Chuqing heard it.
"Is everything ready?"
The beautiful woman in gray nightgown nodded and said in an unusually respectful tone: "Pu Jun, the things you asked to prepare are all placed there. According to your instructions, I did not prepare anesthetics."
"Yes." Mr. Pu nodded and looked at Ye Chuqing on the bed: "Hey, don't close your eyes and pretend to be asleep. I know you've woken up a long time ago!"
How did he know I was awake early?
Ye Chuqing felt a little embarrassed for a moment before opening her eyes. She supported the bed with both hands and jumped up. Half lying on the bed, she looked at the man and asked, "Who are you?"
The man took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket, put them on his hands slowly, stared at his hands and said: "My surname is Park, my name is Park Tonghuan, I am a Chinese Korean, and I am also a translator for the sun umbrella company. I am the one who brought you here."
I rescued you from the mountains outside. Now I am going to personally operate on you to remove the bullet in your leg. Although I don’t know what your occupation is, I think the reason for not using anesthesia is because I don’t want to damage some of your nerves... No
Male or female, I wonder if my answer will still satisfy you?"
"Did you save me?" Ye Chuqing's eyes widened and she asked again with a look of disbelief: "Did you really save me!?"
After putting on the gloves, the man walked to the bed, reached for the scalpel, roasted it repeatedly on the alcohol lamp, and then put it on the bandage: "When I went to Pheasant Ridge to see the scenery tonight, I happened to see you being raped by five men.
I chased them, and I killed those people on the road and rescued you. At that time, you hadn't fainted yet, so you should have seen me showing off my power. Do you need to ask more?"
Ye Chuqing looked at the man who called himself Park Tonghuan, suddenly turned up his left hand, grabbed his collar, and pulled him to her face, raised her chin and looked into his eyes, and sneered silently: "Just
Can you save me?"
Pu Tonghuan didn't get angry or annoyed because he was caught. He just avoided Ye Chuqing's gaze and waved his left hand back to show the beauty behind him not to panic: "What? If you don't believe it, please tell me.
Me, who carried you back?"
"I have no idea."
Ye Chuqing said simply: "But I know it will never be you who saved me."
Park Tonghuan grabbed her hand, opened her fingers one by one, and smoothed his wrinkled clothes: "Who could that be?"
"Why are you so arrogant?" Seeing that this guy was still trying to act stupid, Ye Chuqing simply asked this question directly.
Pu Tonghuan frowned slightly, and drew an unusually dazzling semicircle in front of his eyes with his clawed left hand: "When I killed those guys, I used this orchid acupuncture hand. How could it be the Huotian Shou? The Huotian Hand is
Which martial arts master created it? Please tell me, young lady, either male or female, and I will go and meet him in the future."
"Orchid acupoint brushing hand?" Ye Chuqing was stunned when she saw Pu Tonghuan using the authentic Huotian hand movement and said it was an orchid acupoint brushing hand: "But why does it look like..."
Pu Tonghuan impatiently interrupted Ye Chuqing: "In the Chinese martial arts, there is a saying that never changes, even if my orchid acupuncture hand is similar to the open hand you call, this is me saving you.
And the reason why I let you grab my clothes? If you don’t like me, you can leave here now, which will save me the trouble of taking out the warhead for you!"
Seeing that Pu Tonghuan was starting to become impatient and his somewhat yellow face became dull, Ye Chuqing said with a guilty conscience: "It's difficult, is there really similar kung fu in the world? If your accent and appearance weren't wrong, I would have thought that you had already
Death...I'm sorry, I misunderstood, I thought the person who saved me was someone else."
"Your Uncle Hu? Who is he?" Pu Tonghuan said, picking up the scalpel again.
Ye Chuqing would not say Hu Mietang's name to a stranger, although now she believed that it was Park Tonghuan who saved her. So she just shook her head and stopped talking.
"Forget it if you don't want to say it, I'm too lazy to listen."
The man glanced at Ye Chuqing's legs under the quilt: "I heard those people call you a bit red. Although the name sounds nondescript, it is better than calling you a naughty lady."
"You can call me whatever you want." Ye Chuqing curled her lips angrily: "What do you do?"
"What does this have to do with rescuing you?"
Pu Tonghuan became even more impatient: "Miss Yidianhong, if you keep nagging and delay taking out the warhead, causing wound infection, don't blame me for not reminding you."
"You want to take out the warhead for me?"
"Yes."
Ye Chuqing glanced at the beautiful woman who had been silent and asked in a low voice: "Can it be her instead?"
"Why?"
"Because of me, the injury was on my leg." Ye Chuqing nervously grabbed the sheets with both hands: "And you are a man..."
Pu Tonghuan reached out and grabbed the quilt and pushed it aside: "I know what you are worried about when you ask like this. It's just because I'm a man and it's not convenient for me to see your injured area. But look at how timid she is.
Look, can you take out the warhead? What's more, you should understand that you can't go to the hospital with your gunshot wound! In fact, let alone go to the hospital, as long as you dare to step out of the hotel, I can guarantee that you will be there soon.
The Korean agent invites you to have tea."
"me……"
"What are you!"
Park Tonghuan waved the scalpel in his hand and stared like the legendary Mongolian doctor: "Now I am a doctor! In the eyes of a doctor, a patient is a patient, and there is no gender distinction at all! Come on, don't be nagging, just take care of it yourself.