Only Dongfang Wenjing, and only this woman who makes her sad and disappointed, is her true love. But now she is laughing with her enemies in the hospital. How can this not make Luo Bingwen heartbroken and heartbroken?

"Even if you pay another 10 million, we have to wait. Lao Bai is about to go to the main hall. You can't cause trouble for him at this time. If you lose a big deal due to small losses, then the loss will not be a small part, and your father will not agree if he knows it."

Yuan Ye said, seeing his dejected look, he couldn't help but smile: "Isn't it just a woman? Can't she be a fairy? I'll ask them to call a few of their nicknames and pick them up anyway. They are all beautiful flower buds, and I haven't even touched a single finger."

"Then... let that bastard continue to live happily? I can't swallow this." Luo Bingwen finally felt a little better when he heard Yuan Ye say that there were little stars who asked him to choose everything he wanted. However, he was still unhappy in his heart if he let Zhao Jianhui go.

"Haha, don't worry, Lao Bai's matter is about to be in trouble. As soon as his work is done, I will send someone to deal with that person immediately. Don't worry." Yuan Ye stood up with a smile, winked at the person standing behind him. The man nodded, walked to the windowsill and picked up the phone: "Hey, Lao Meng, pick a few beautiful ones. The boss has an event for them to participate..."

The villa where Yuan Ye lives is surrounded by mountains and sea, with high walls and deep courtyards. It is highly vigilant and far away from the downtown area. There is a villa and a three-story building in the courtyard. He lives in the villa, and the other building is under the Donghai Gang, who serves as a bodyguard and a thug.

Here, no matter what you do, it is safe.

As the night quietly covered the earth with a layer of black veil, covering up the flowers, plants and trees in the hospital. The lights in each room lit up this time.

After finally driving Chen Zhili and the guys who were whispering, Zhao Jianhui turned over and sat up from the hospital bed. Just as he thought of going to the bathroom to pee, the door of the ward was pushed open by a tender white hand.

"Ah... why are you? Why are you here?" Looking at the person walking into the ward, Zhao Jianhui was surprised no matter what, and he couldn't help but be surprised!!

The one who walked into the ward was a woman, a slim and extremely beautiful woman.

The long black shawl hair moved from time to time as she walked around in the breeze. The round almond eyes under the long eyelashes on her pretty face were clear and bright, with a hint of fatigue and care. Even so, there was no way to hide the charm between her eyebrows and eyes.

Her slim figure and slender waist are wrapped in close-fitting white long skirt on her body, and are well decorated.

The white and slender thighs were exposed at the hem of the long skirt, and under her feet were wearing a pair of black high-root leather sandals. The black tripping bands set off the white and tender skin of the little feet. The white and delicate feet were exposed, and a row of cute little toes were neatly arranged. The bright red toenails shone on the condensed jade feet, and the thin shoe roots made her slender figure look even more graceful and charming.

As her footsteps moved, her slender body had already walked lightly and elegantly to Zhao Jianhui's bed.

Oh my God, Long Lingyun, how did she come?!! And he also found the hospital. If this was a coincidence, he would not believe Zhao Jianhui to death.

"Why can't I come? I've told you that you are mine, so don't think you can escape from the palm of my hand at any time. You're still smoking when you're injured..." Long Lingyun looked at Zhao Jianhui with a smile on his delicate face. He stretched out his long fingers and took away the cigarette between Zhao Jianhui's fingers.

The skin was connected in an instant, the smooth feel, the fresh fragrance, and the delicate and crisp sound made Zhao Jianhui involuntarily intoxicated.

"Sorry, I'm a little bored. You see, I am the only one in the whole ward, so I smoke." In front of her, Zhao Jianhui suddenly seemed to have returned to the moment of peacekeeping in Congo two years ago. He was still the young officer, and Long Lingyun was still the military doctor who was treating him.

This is really hard to change. How could I feel like this? Zhao Jianhui shrugged helplessly: "Oh, you sit down first, I'll go out..."

Long Lingyun smiled and slowly stretched out his white little hand: "Don't waste your time, I won't let you run away again...Are I really that scary? I'm making you want to run away as soon as you meet?" As he said, Long Lingyun had already restrained the smile on his face and changed into a faint sadness.

However, neither laughter nor sadness can reduce her beauty. Her smile is still so bright, and her voice still sounds so pleasant.

"No, I, I've been slapping for a day, now I'm just... just going to the bathroom..." Zhao Jianhui became a little embarrassed like a woman, and saying this in front of the beautiful woman was so embarrassing.

"Puchi..." Long Lingyun bent down and laughed: "Hmph, don't play tricks. Where is the bathroom? I can only look at you when you go to the toilet..."

"Ah, you're not telling it seriously, right?" Zhao Jianhui was speechless. Such a beautiful Long Lingyun was going to follow him to the toilet to monitor him?

"Do you think I'm joking? Think about how you treated me when you were in western Sichuan?" Long Lingyun stared at Zhao Jianhui, looking cute and angrily.

"Forget it, do whatever you want, I can't take care of you." Zhao Jianhui said as he walked out of the ward and walked towards the bathroom.

Long Lingyun actually followed him, and asked, "Do you want to care about me? Do you think I am the general's daughter and will not listen to your husband? Let me tell you Zhao Jianhui, you have just looked down on people. I am me and he is him. Don't confuse me, okay? Otherwise, you can try to care for a while first? I'm sure I'm obedient!"

Oh my god, what do you mean by this?

If you want to try it for a while, how can I be so brave? Lao Long has learned about it and she will peel off my skin? Not to mention Lao Long, I can't stand it just your mother. I want to be fooled, but I don't even have any door.

April 2003 - China went to the Democratic Republic of Congo to peacekeeping. The troops included engineer companies and medical teams, as well as some professional soldiers with special missions like Zhao Jianhui. The official language of the Congo is French. It is hard to study multilinguals in military academies, and understand both French and English and other small languages ​​became the reason for Zhao Jianhui to be selected.

It was there that he met the beautiful female military doctor Long Lingyun.

Long Lingyun graduated from the First Military Medical University. The 24-year-old girl is slim and beautiful, with white and tender skin, with faint brows and big eyes. Her long eyelashes are covered with water-cut pupils, which are flashing with aura. Especially her delicate and chubby lips, she looks very charming. Her neck is poked out of the military uniform, which is very white. But the most attractive thing is her figure. Although she is wrapped in the military uniform, she still highlights her proud figure, with a slanted front and a delicate back. With her body-like military uniform, she quickly becomes a flower for the peacekeeping force.

The Democratic Republic of Congo is the birthplace of AIDS. Many rivers are filled with viruses and poisonous snakes and beasts appear. Self-protection of peacekeepers is very important. In the Democratic Republic of Congo, peacekeepers often need injections and medication to prevent viruses. Although the incidence of malaria and other diseases is very high in the local area, it is precisely because of Long Lingyun and several other sisters that Zhao Jianhui and his group of peacekeepers have never been infected by the disease.

The KMT is located in the equator, with the weather being fierce and the viruses are raging. After suffering from war, military conflicts often occur. When the peacekeepers first arrived in the KMT, the government forces and rebels clashed with wars, and there were crowds of bunkers everywhere, with patrol soldiers wearing guns and helmets.

The threat of war is so close: bullets fly over the barracks of peacekeeping troops from time to time, and shells sometimes even hit the camp. On the tense days, peacekeepers are waiting for the day and are highly alert. Even the medical teams in the rear often encounter danger. Once, Long Lingyun and the others were rescuing a comrade-in-arms bitten by a poisonous snake. A stray bullet landed in front of the door of the rescue room. A group of children and soldiers were stunned when they looked at the still smoking shells.

Fortunately, Zhao Jianhui was right next to him. He rushed up regardless of the danger and kicked the shells away. Then he pressed Long Lingyun, who was leaning against the door, and the shells exploded more than ten meters away, but fortunately no casualties were caused.

It was from then on that time that Zhao Jianhui always felt that Long Lingyun's eyes were no longer the same as other comrades-in-arms.

In the camp, the team members were carrying guns, grenades and other weapons, and there were special armed team members patrolling to prevent sudden attacks from the armed forces and rebels.

Once, a group of rebels bypassed the post and entered the peacekeeping force's base. Zhao Jianhui, who was drawing a map under the light, heard the gunshots, quickly extinguished the lights in his room, pulled out the pistol from his waist and flipped out from the rear window.

It sounds ridiculous, but people who have never been to the battlefield in person cannot imagine it. Although those peacekeeping soldiers have guns in their hands, no soldiers in peacetime have ever been on the battlefield at all. Some people are OK when shooting targets, but they really don’t have the courage to shoot at real people.

This group of rebels came to rob the medicine. After rushing into the camp, they used the cover of dark night to go straight to the two rows of simple barracks with the Red Cross flag. The female military doctor on night shift had not had time to react and was hit by a bullet. After rescue, although she did not lose her life, one leg left her lifelong disability.

In the dark night, Zhao Jianhui fired the first shot, and the "veterans" who experienced the baptism of the Myanmar jungle artillery fire was extraordinary.
Chapter completed!