Ye Jian himself did not expect that it would be inconvenient to roll up his sleeves when wearing a bathrobe! Yesterday, when he was wearing a camouflage uniform to change his dressings, he easily tied it up and tied it up.

No matter how I take care of it, the wound will still not be exposed. Forget it, change the clothes he bought first and then make it.

"The sleeves of the bathrobe are thick and wide, and your injury is just above your arm. It's best to take half of the bathrobe off your shoulders." Xia Jinyuan calmly grabbed her wrist and said with a smile: "This is the least troublesome way. Could it be that you are going to change into the clothes I bought? Don't wear... underwear?"

The last sentence paused deliberately and successfully rested his mind to change Ye Jian's clothes.

Thinking of the fact that I took off my entire piece of clothes in the no-man's land that year, and lying in front of him with bare bones, it would be no big deal to expose my shoulders to my arms.

Ye Jian was not a shy person. He sat down sideways and took off the big neckline of the bathrobe to his shoulders. His skin was white and delicate, and his slender and tender shoulders directly penetrated into Xia Jinyuan's eyes.

Xia Jinyuan, who had no intention of appreciating, directly fell on the wound on her arm, and her eyebrows were already frowning tightly.

A little blood was seeping from the gauze again, which meant that the wound was cracked again.

"You can't follow the car soldiers to train this week. The wounds on your arm have been repeatedly cracked." He grabbed her arm with his right hand and pulled the cotton tape that had been wrapped three times with his left hand. He took off the gauze and saw that the wound was indeed cracked, but there was no redness or swelling.

The tight eyes loosened slightly, and when I raised my eyes, I saw Ye Jian's pursed side face with his lips, which looked beautiful and stubborn.

He used tweezers to soak the sterile cotton balls with normal saline. He cleaned her wounds very lightly and familiarly. His low voice was slightly heavy and said, "This is for your health, not to stop you from training with them. It is not too late to go when your injury heals. Leader Liu said that your understanding is beyond their imagination and one month can be as good as others' half a year."

"That is to say, your current results can be slowed down. Don't rush to train every day, so as not to hit the male soldiers to lose their confidence. You, at least give the male soldiers some face."

She was stubborn with herself, so she had to explain it carefully.

Ye Jian, who put his hands on his waist, could help him clean up his wounds better, looked over and asked, "You told Captain Liu that I won't go to train these days?"

I turned out to be angry that I thought I was a good decision.

Xia Jinyuan, who had extremely light hands, looked at her wounds that were rubbed by a stray bullet in Bafang with a very light expression, and smiled faintly: "Training is your personal business, and I can't make the decision for you. I'm just a suggestion now, and the final decision is still yours."

The gunshot wound is not only a skin-breaking injury, but also a burn inside, so the recovery period is much slower than ordinary injuries. In addition, the repeated cracks make the recovery slower.

It was said before that it was about a week, but now it will take about ten days.

Ye Jian was indeed disgusted with letting others decide on his training. He heard this and felt a little embarrassed, but he took the initiative to apologize, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you just now. I thought you had called Captain Liu."
Chapter completed!