Chapter 2350 - Be Good, It Won’t Hurt Anymore
Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don't Mess Around!
Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations
Instinctively, she wanted to touch him. Suddenly, she stumbled into his arms. As she fell into his arms, she heard him say helplessly in a low voice, âYou still want to touch me? Do you want the thorns to dig deeper into your flesh and leave them as a memento?â
His heart ached when he saw her injured.
He knew that it was inevitable, but his heart still ached.
He wanted to put her in his palm and dote on her. However, because of their profession, he had to let go of her. He had no choice but to see her hurt and suffer.
As the saying went, if you canât withstand a storm, how can you see a rainbow? As special forces soldiers, they might not be able to see a rainbow. It might be eternal darkness the next second and they might not be able to see the sun tomorrow.
Both of them were special forces soldiers who had gone through hardships. They were calm and casual despite being injured, but their hearts ached for each other.
He also knew how much her heart hurt when she saw the wound on her waist. He also knew how worried she was when he lost contact with her.
Ye Jian didnât touch him anymore. She threw herself into his arms and smiled. âItâs better not to keep such a small injury as a memento. On the other hand, your wound is actually a memento.â
Listening to her indifferent tone, Xia Jinyuan felt bitter.
He wanted to protect her well so that she wouldnât have any injuries. He also wanted to face the flames of war with her. He wanted to shoulder all the dangers while she just stood behind him.
He wanted to do all those things, but it was just a thought.
He lowered his head and kissed the girl who didnât want to get up from his arms. His warm lips kissed her forehead softly. âBrave little fox, letâs pick out the thorns first. Iâll let you hug me when we get to bed later.â
She could hug him on the bed againââ¬Â¦ Ye Jian glanced at the 1.5-meter double bed from the corner of her eye. He was more than 1.8 meters tall. If he laid on it, he would have to curl up.
The curtains in the room were drawn. Xia Jinyuan turned on the bedside lamp and looked at the two thorns in the corner of her eyes. They were probably a little deep.
The needle used to suture wounds was disinfected with alcohol. He pressed the corners of her eyes lightly with his fingers and stared at the deep thorns with his deep and dark eyes. He said softly, âThe thorns are a little deep. Itâll hurt to pick them out. Bear with it.â
She didnât feel much pain when the thorns stabbed into her flesh, especially since she was fully immersed in the battle. She didnât even feel the pricks on her face.
Now, it was a little painful when she felt the needle picking out the thorns that had pierced into her flesh. The needle touched the hard thorns lightly. Xia Jinyuan saw Ye Jianâs long and curly black eyelashes trembling. He subconsciously made a blowing gesture to coax the girl. He even coaxed her gently, âIt doesnât hurt. Be good. It wonât hurt anymore in a while.â
Ye Jian couldnât help but laugh when she heard Xia Jinyuan coaxing her like he was coaxing a three-year-old child. When she laughed, her cheeks moved and the corners of her eyes were tugged. Xia Jinyuan reacted quickly and took the needle away to prevent it from hurting her.
âBe serious. Donât laugh.â He pretended to be angry. Within two seconds, he failed to heed his own words.
His handsome face was gentle as he continued coaxing her. âItâll be done soon. There arenât two thorns but three.â
âTheyâve been stuck in your flesh for so long and have been drenched in water for a few hours. The wound is too close to the corner of your eye. I donât want to hurt your eye.â
Normally, he didnât have much time to take care of her. Now that he was beside her, as her boyfriend, he naturally had to take good care of her.
Ye Jian didnât move anymore. The sharp needle had touched the edge of her eyelashes just now. She wasnât afraid that the pus would hurt her eyes. She was afraid that if she smiled again, the needle tip would accidentally prick her eyes.