A Fascinating Marriage with the Colonel

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"Qin Xiaoyao!" Ling Mohan's face was tense, and he quickly picked her up from the car. Even when he was not nervous when the mission was in danger of life, a heart tightened.

"The stomach hurts, and my feet can't walk softly." Qin Yuan did not pass out, but his head was groggy.

Everywhere in the body is uncomfortable, especially the abdomen is aching, and the pain is sore and cold. The whole person curled up in Ling Mohan's arms, just like a poor kitten.

Apparently, he was still fighting with him in the car the moment before, and the next moment he turned into this weak look.

Ling Mohan hugged her tightly, strode to the bedroom, and commanded the guard in a deep voice: "Let Dr Zheng come immediately!"

"Yes, Colonel!" The guard quickly called.

Dr. Zheng is a private military doctor of Ling Mohan. He is on call and has excellent medical skills. He is proficient in traditional Chinese and Western medicine. Qin Yue was uncomfortable when he came to see a doctor.

Ling Mohan hugged Qin Hui into his bedroom, and was about to put people on the bed. Qin Qiqi Ruoyou said, "Don't ..."

As soon as she said a word, she was lying in bed.

Qin Yun's pale face was helpless and innocent, and he whispered, "Don't blame me later."

Ling Mohan didn't take this sentence to heart, he was more concerned about Qin Yue's situation at this time, and he pulled her hair wet with cold sweat aside, and whispered, "Is something bad for dinner?"

He has even planned to ask people from the Health Bureau to check the food hygiene and safety of Gu Xuanzhai.

Qin Yue shook his head and said a little uncomfortably, "The holiday is here."

Ling Mohan frowned and said, "You didn't come here this day."

He remembered the date of Qin Jun's regular holiday.

Qin Yun had to give some common sense to the big men to popularize some women: "Sometimes it will be advanced, sometimes it will be postponed, and it is normal to advance or postpone a few days."

She was ahead of time this time.

Every time he comes for a regular holiday, Qin Yue must be punished, especially on the first day, the other party is like a menacing villain who tortures her to death, vomiting and diarrhea in severe cases, or fainting directly.

During the surprise holiday, her thighs began to feel weak when she was in the car, but she was holding her breath with Ling Mohan at the time, so she didn't pay much attention and didn't think that the holiday would be advanced.

When he returned to the military area compound, his stomach began to roll, as if someone took a chisel to dig inside, his legs were weak and weak, and he couldn't get out of the car at all.

Qin Wei rarely eats painkillers and is afraid of becoming dependent, so he can only bite his teeth every time to endure such inhuman torture.

Ling Mohan walked out with a stretched face, and didn't take long to come in with two things in his hands, one was a pink aunt's towel and the other was pants that needed to be replaced. They were all turned out in Qin's bedroom.

"I'll do it myself." Qin Yun struggled to sit up, not only pale, but also her original pink lips.

Ling Mohan said nothing to raise her skirt.

Qin Yue was furious, holding the skirt tightly: "You go away, I say I'm coming!"

"Be obedient, don't make trouble!" Ling Mohan whispered.

Qin Yue slammed a pillow over, forced the body's discomfort, ran out of bed and ran to the bathroom. He slammed the door tightly, and then leaned against the door, panting, and sweated his shirt.

At this moment of work, Qin Yan's eyes turned black and his abdomen was painful. His legs slumped and he sat on the ground, letting Ling Mohan growl outside the door.

"Qin Xiaozhang, you open the door for Lao Tzu!" Ling Mo was so cold that even "Lao Tzu" burst out, so he kicked the door and exploded, fearing to hurt Qin Qin who was against the door.

He was afraid that Qin Hui would faint like he was in a car, and stood at the door in an anxious turn, thumping his feet three or two times to the door and suddenly abruptly closed it, and his forehead was bruised.

The guard shouted loudly at the bedroom door: "Report to the colonel, Dr. Zheng is here!"

"Let him wait!"

Ling Mohan roared, exuding extremely low air pressure, and even the guards across the distance could feel the terrible anger of the colonel and quickly ran down the stairs.

A few minutes later, Qin Yuelang walked out of the bathroom uncomfortably, his face was paler than before, and Ling Mohan was distressed and angry.

"Just do it!" He was furious and couldn't bear to move a finger of Qin Yuan, just arrogantly hugged her and hugged her back to bed.

If the soldiers under his hands dare to be so disobedient, Ling Mohan would have cleaned up the other party already!

There was still a bright red on the sheets. I didn't know they thought they had just rolled the sheets.

Qin Yue was half-dead and still didn't forget to explain to herself: "I just said don't hug me to bed. You didn't listen, so don't want me to wash the sheets."

"Shut up!" Ling Mohan said with gritted teeth.

Qin Yue shook his lips, she was afraid that Ling Mohan would settle accounts after the autumn.

The man had mild cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder. The last time she deliberately messed up the bedroom for a divorce, she was forced to pack up in the middle of the night-the quilt had to be folded into tofu, and the sheets must not have a wrinkle or a hair!

So that night Qin Yue couldn't even sleep, and she wished that Ling Mohan would be utterly insane.

Ling Mohan put Qin Hui on the sofa first, and quickly put on new sheets, which caused her to lie down again, and then walked away on her somber face.

"Little stingy," Qin mumbled, burying his face in the pillow.

Even if she doesn't stick to the bar, she can't let him be a big man to change his aunt's towel for herself. That kind of scene is awkward to think about.

As a result, he was angry without changing him, and Qin Yue had no idea where Ling Mohan was angry.

The bedroom was quiet.

Qin Yue was lying alone on the bed alone, struggling to withstand the severe pain in the abdomen, her eyebrows twisted even tighter than the Chinese knot, she even hoped to faint, she knew nothing, and would not think about Ling Mo secretly in her heart When will Han come in again.

Since leaving Ling's house three years ago, before she met Ling Mohan again, she was the one who silently endured all the pain, and it didn't feel that much at that time.

But now, Qin curled up on the bed, smelling a faint, familiar masculine scent across his nose, but his heart gradually began to feel a sense of loss and grievance.

What's wrong?

She thought that with her legs in her chest and her arms wrapped around her, the whole person shrank into a ball, which seemed to reduce the pain in the abdomen.

However, it is still uncomfortable. I can't tell whether it is psychological or physical, or both.

Qin Yun laughed at himself, thinking that Auntie was really amazing. It really made people think wildly and made people very vulnerable.

She closed her eyes, almost drowsy and almost fell asleep, but the pain and the sensitive nerves were involved at all times, so that Qin Yue was a little confused about reality or dreams, and her brain was chaotic, many people were yelling .

One of these words echoed repeatedly in his ears: "Bitch! Bitch! Brother Chen is in trouble!"

"No!" Qin Min opened his eyes suddenly, and his slender fingers tightened the sheets.

"What isn't it?" A low-pitched male voice passed into his ears, driving out those roars in Qin Yuan's mind.

She raised her eyelid and looked at the door, and saw Ling Mohan holding a small bowl in his hand, the mouth of the bowl was hot, and his face was still stinky, and he was staring at himself with a frown.

Qin Yuan looked at him.

Ling Mohan glanced at her holding the sheets tightly, her eyes darkened, and she quickly walked over: "It hurts?"

"It's okay." Qin Yue lowered his eyes, looking quiet and well-behaved.

Ling Mohan didn't think much about it, thinking she was so uncomfortable to be so quiet. Her strong arms supported her back and said, "Drink brown sugar water."

"Did you just cook this for me?" Qin Yue asked.

Ling Mohan snorted and fed her with a small spoon.

With a smile on Qin's lips, her eyes were bright, as if all the haze and grievances had disappeared.

After drinking the brown sugar water, Qin Yun's stomach was warm and warm. Although there was still a cramp in her abdomen, she was very comfortable. She was lying in bed staring at Ling Mohan.

"The pain is still restless!" Ling Mohan's face was gloomy, covering her good-looking eyes, "Do not seduce me!"

Qin Min bent his lips, "Why did I seduce you? Obviously, you haven't set enough strength yourself."

"Shut up and sleep!" Ling Mohan held her lips irritably, and the soft sensation from her fingertips made him rub a few times.

Considering that Qin Yue was uncomfortable, he did not move his hands anymore.

Qin Yue wanted to stir up Ling Mohan and she was very happy to see the other side's patience. This was a bad taste.

It was a pity that he had to lie down peacefully.

After a while, Dr. Zheng came to Qin Qin to diagnose the pulse, the same statement as the last time: Gong Han, can only slowly recuperate.

After Dr. Zheng went out, Ling Mohan's hand was placed on Qin Wei's abdomen, and she was gently rubbed.

His palms were wide and large, his palms were hot, and he was against the delicate skin. The warm touch made Qin Hui very comfortable, and his abdomen did not seem to hurt so much.

Since three years, she has fallen ill, and every time her aunt is in pain, and her hands and feet are cold in winter, she must always turn on the heating.

I don't know how long it has been, the night is already deep, and a full moon outside the window quietly hangs on the sky, looking so peaceful and beautiful.

Qin Yue was drowsy and felt that warm big hand left.

She opened her eyes and saw Ling Mohan's tall figure walking outwards with wide shoulders and strong arms, giving a strong sense of security.

Suddenly, Qin Yue asked, "Why did you leave three years ago?"

As soon as the question came out, she felt regretful, but she had a vague expectation in her heart. Maybe Ling Mohan was willing to explain at this time.

However, Ling Mohan didn't seem to hear it and left the bedroom.

Qin Yue knew that Ling Mohan must have heard it.

He is a special commander and has a good hearing. How could he not hear?

So the answer was the same as before, he didn't want to give her any explanation.

For a moment, it felt like bitter brown sugar water.

Qin Yun's heart sprung up, and withered again.

Ling Mohan walked downstairs, and Dr. Zheng was still waiting for him. When he saw him, he asked, "Is Miss Qin better?"

"Um." Ling Mohan nodded.

Previously, when Qin Kun's fake pain fainted once, it was Dr. Zheng who came to give her a pulse diagnosis, and he was told to take good care of it. You can drink more brown sugar water every time you come for a regular vacation.

Otherwise, how could a big man Ling Mohan know how to cook brown sugar water for Qin Yue.

Ling Mohan asked about Qin Yue's physical condition again, and Dr. Zheng said, "Colonel, you don't have to worry too much. Ms. Qin's health is not a big deal, it's Gong Han. This is not a one-and-a-half cure. , You can only rely on the day after tomorrow. "

However, Dr. Zheng did not say something. For example, Qin Yue was so severe when he was young. This is abnormal.

There is a possibility that Qin Yue once ...

He wasn't sure, and I'm afraid it would be a storm of words.