novelraw Chapter 1742 - 1746: We Must Take Good Care of Our Zirui
Chapter 1742 - 1746: We Must Take Good Care of Our Zirui
The two of them held each other, neither saying a word.
Soon they would be apart, making this moment of intimacy all the more precious.
Gently touching a wound on his chest, Xu Xia softly asked, "How did you get this injury?"
"It was a knife wound from a mission in Yunnan," Leng Zirui replied.
"And... what about this one?"
"That was from Iraq, when I encountered a self-defense explosion on the other side, and shrapnel cut me," he explained.
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Looking at the various wounds on his body, Xu Xia frowned slightly and gently caressed one of the largest scars with her fingers.
"Does it still hurt?!"
"It doesn’t hurt, but sometimes it itches on cloudy days," Leng Zirui laughed softly. "Now I’m like a weather forecast, whenever this scar itches, it’s about to rain."
"You and your quirks!" Xu Xia playfully scolded, "From now on... make sure to protect our Zirui, okay?!"
Leng Zirui’s smile faded as he said seriously, "I’ll try not to be on the front lines in the future."
Xu Xia smiled, "Good that you’re obedient."
With a little force, Leng Zirui rolled over, pinning her beneath him, his eyes lowering as he looked at her with ambiguous intent.
"Since I’m so obedient, shouldn’t there be a reward?"
She lifted her hand, hooking it around his neck, and Xu Xia kissed him of her own accord.
Heavens bear witness, he only wanted a kiss, but who could resist when his wife was so enticing?!
Thus, he was driven to madness once more.
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Hospital.
Jiao Yang waved to the nurses who had accompanied them to the entrance of the building, "Thank you both."
The two nurses just waved back energetically, their eyes full of reluctance.
Such a handsome patient, with a great personality, always thoughtfully buying them snacks, how could they bear to see him go!
"I bet they’re tempted to rush over and give you another dose of anesthesia right now!" Mo Bei joked, hands in his jacket pockets as he walked down the steps with Jiao Yang.
Jiao Yang chuckled lightly, "Let’s go, I’ll send you home first."
"What about you?" Mo Bei inquired.
"I need to drop by the office. I’m flying to the United Kingdom tomorrow and need to wrap up some work today," Jiao Yang explained.
"Then I’ll go to the office too, help you get it done faster, and I’ll pack my luggage in the afternoon."
"No need, there’s not much work. I can handle it myself. You should take a rest today, go to the office tomorrow. My trip to the UK is personal, you don’t need to accompany me."
As they spoke, three cars had already pulled up below the steps.
"Jiao Yang!"
From the rolled-down car window, came Luo Xiaoqian’s voice.
The two of them looked up to see Leng Zimo stepping out of the car, smiling gently at them, "Get in!"
Knowing they came specifically to pick them up, Jiao Yang didn’t refuse and got into the car with Mo Bei. Leng Zimo joined them inside, and Ah Jiu closed the door, jumping back into the passenger seat as the convoy slowly drove away from the hospital.
"There was a bit of traffic, so we’re a little late, but luckily you hadn’t left yet," Luo Xiaoqian smiled at them, "Should we take you both home directly?"
"She’s going home, I’m going to the office," Jiao Yang told Xiao Ding, the driver, Mo Bei’s address.
"Why not rest a couple of days, is there something urgent at the office?" Luo Xiaoqian asked with concern.
"Oh, there are some matters in the UK, I need to head back there tomorrow," he replied.
Luo Xiaoqian’s eyes showed concern, "Is everything okay at home?"