A week later, the hospital back garden.

The back garden is covered with green trees and the ground is extremely clean. On the side of the road, the wrought-iron leisure chairs under the green trees are filled with patients coming out to play. They are accompanied by their family members and are alone. They read books, listen to music, and chat. The wind and clouds of time pass by are light and clouds. Luo Zheng and Lan Xue are also among them. They sit quietly, watching the peaceful life of the patients around them, and it feels that it is worth it. A peaceful life also has its own contribution.

After a week of treatment, the injuries of the two men were stabilized, and the rest needed to rest and condition. After learning that they had to stay in the hospital for a month, they did not object. They really needed to live peacefully for a period of time, adjust their mentality, and restore their strength.

The sun was a little too big, and it fell through the gaps between the green trees and shone on the two of them. Luo Zheng quietly rose up, facing the sunlight shining in from the sunlight coming in, blocking the sunlight illuminating on Lan Xue's face to avoid Lan Xue's discomfort. Lan Xue's observation was so keen that she naturally discovered this detail, but she did not object, quietly enjoying the care and care of her lover, and her heart was sweet.

"Hi, I really hope it will continue like this. How is your injury feeling?" Lan Xue asked softly.

"It feels much better than yesterday. The old dean's Chinese medicine is indeed bitter, but after drinking it, it's warm, it's like there's a fire burning, it's very comfortable. What the cold air that Dr. Wu said should be eradicated. If you are worried, you really can't go to the battlefield. That's fine. Let's retire and live a small business." Luo Zheng said softly.

Lan Xue knew that Luo Zheng was comforting herself. As a soldier who dreamed of becoming the strongest soldier king, Lan Xue knew that Luo Zheng could not give up his goal, but she did not point it out and chuckled: "Okay, I'm looking forward to such a day. When we retire, we will rent a shop in the community and sell some small toys or something."

"Give a lot of children." Luo Zheng smiled.

"Do you think I'm a pig?" Lan Xue cursed with a smile, sweet inside.

"If you really become a pig, then I am a boar, and we will be together." Luo Zheng said sincerely, and his eyes looking at Lan Xue became affectionate.

"Well, don't regret it." Lan Xue smiled happily.

"Absolutely, I won't regret it." Luo Zheng said seriously.

"Oh, you two are flirting here? I hope I didn't disturb you." Wu Miao walked from the side and looked at the two of them with a smile. His eyes finally fell on Lan Xue, and a hint of envy flashed. Finally, he glared at Luo Zheng with some dissatisfaction, handed the two thermometers to the two, and said, "Take the mouth first, then the armpit."

The two of them had already got used to it, so they took it over and put it in their mouths. They looked at Wu Miao without saying anything. Wu Miao took out his watch to pinch the time, and said softly: "Shadow asked me to remind you two, you should go back to the ward. You can also whisper to the ward. It is not safe to see this place, and you said that you have found a suspicious person."

The two of them had thermometers in their mouths and could not speak. They exchanged glances and nodded. After a while, Wu Miao signaled that they could take them out, checked their body temperature, recorded them, threw them a few times, and signaled to continue measuring. Luo Zheng put them under his armpit and whispered: "How many suspicious people have you found?"

"When you talk about war, you are energetic. Can you worry less? This world will turn around if you leave you, and the enemy will be wiped out as well as if you leave you. The most urgent thing is to recover from the injury. Do you understand?" Wu Miao said angrily.

"Hehe!" Lan Xue laughed. Over the past week, Wu Miao has scolded Luo Zheng a lot. Of course, it was out of concern. Lan Xue could also see that Wu Miao cared about Luo Zheng from the bottom of his heart, and even had some meaning, but he didn't mind. As long as the two of them kept restrained, it would be fine. With absolute trust in Luo Zheng, he always watched jokes by the side. In the end, Wu Miao smiled embarrassedly and retreated.

"You know how to laugh." Wu Miao felt guilty when Lan Xue laughed. After all, he was the real girlfriend. He just acted passionately. He glared at Luo Zheng, took the thermometer handed over by Lan Xue, recorded the temperature and continued: "It's best to put on makeup next time you go out, bring a gun, and do you want to leave?"

"You go first, let's sit for a while." Luo Zheng said softly.

Wu Miao glanced at Luo Zheng, sighed secretly, turned around and left. Lan Xue looked at Wu Miao's back as he left and said softly: "She still likes you so much, you are very lucky."

"There is no way, the man you like is full of charm, otherwise you are worthy of you." Luo Zheng laughed. The two of them made such harmless jokes this week.

"You're so pretty." Lan Xue smiled and cursed with annoyance: "I'm getting more and more slick."

"Yes, I guarantee that I won't slip in the future." Luo Zheng smiled, and suddenly his tiger's eyes sternly closed into a needle-shaped light, looking at a person walking not far away.

The other party was about thirty years old, a man wearing a cleaner's clothes, and the clothes were a little loose and not fit. He pushed the cleaning car, a mask and a cleaning hat, and looked like a cleaning staff, but he was wearing a pair of sports shoes on his feet. It was normal for the work clothes to be loose, after all, it was not tailor-made, but Luo Zheng remembered that the cleaners here were all wearing uniform shoes, and he couldn't help but feel surprised.

Luo Zheng's sudden change made Lan Xue alert. Following Luo Zheng's eyes, he soon discovered this capable cleaner. He quickly realized something and whispered: "Call Shadow or do it yourself?" As he said that, he accidentally touched the Type 92 pistol on his back. As a soldier, Lan Xue was used to being indifferent to the gun, and even the attending doctor Wu Miao did not notice this.

"Your injuries have not healed, don't move, I'll go." Luo Zheng saw that the other party was actually walking towards Wu Miao, whispered and quickly caught up.

Soon, Luo Zheng saw that the other party was walking a few steps quickly and accidentally hit Wu Miao. He lifted his hand and took down some garbage piled up on the garbage truck. The man quickly apologized and looked in a panic. Wu Miao was hit on his waist, which hurt a little, and looked at the other party in surprise, but did not find any strangeness.

The man quickly nodded and apologized, while reaching out to slap the garbage that fell on Wu Miao's hand. At this time, Luo Zheng stepped forward and pulled Wu Miao backwards. He quickly raised his gun to aim at the other party, and said coldly: "Stop acting, squat down honestly and come here to find trouble. You should know my ability."

The other party said with a panic look on his face: "What do you want to do?"

"What's wrong?" Wu Miao also felt something was wrong, so he took a few steps back vigilantly and asked.

"Boy, you pretend to be quite like him. It seems that you don't plan to live anymore, so I will help you." Luo Zheng said coldly, and a murderous aura burst out and he was about to pull the trigger. For such assassination, neither agent nor killer, they were good people. Luo Zheng's eyes sterned and he was about to shoot.
Chapter completed!