Chapter 318

In Ye Nanling's hand, he was playing with an exquisite pistol model, his eyes were a little pensive.

Du Cheng didn't bother Ye Nanling, but directly sat down on the seat in front of Ye Nanling. After not seeing him for a few days, Du Cheng found that Ye Nanling seemed to be older. The current Ye Nanling lacked the fierce seriousness of the past. On the contrary, there is a little more kindness of the old man.

"Du Cheng, were you there when Chen Siquan died?"

After putting down the pistol model, Ye Nanling asked Du Cheng slowly.

"No, he was already dead when I arrived." It was just a simple sentence, but Du Cheng knew that Ye Nanling should value that Chen Siquan very much.

"It's a pity, what a seedling."

Ye Nanling sighed, and then continued: "Back then, I led him into that door with my own hands, but I didn't expect that he would go astray in the end. I am also responsible for his death..."

"Old man, everyone has their own choice, which cannot be influenced by others. You don't actually need to take this matter to heart."

Du Cheng comforted softly, it's no wonder Ye Nanling valued Chen Siquan so much, it turned out that the relationship between the two could even be described as a master-student.

Ye Nanling is not a person who can't let go, if a person like him really can't let go, how can he climb to this position, so, just after Du Cheng finished speaking, Ye Nanling was already showing his face With a smile, he said, "Don't worry, I've seen it off a long time ago, he deserved what he deserved, and he deserved his death."

Seeing Ye Nanling like this, Du Cheng couldn't say much.

Ye Nanling didn't say anything more about that, he stood up directly, pointed to the chess table not far in front of him and said to Du Cheng: "Okay, stop talking, play a few games of chess with me, and relax. "

"Um."

Du Cheng naturally would not refuse, he stood up directly, and walked towards the chess table with Ye Nanling.

Now that Du Cheng is playing chess with Ye Nanling, there is no need to rely on Xiner's help. Du Cheng's level can be said to be a terrifying level, and he can completely influence the whole chess game without Ye Nanling noticing.

Therefore, basically every time Du Cheng played chess with Ye Nanling, it ended in a draw.

Compared to winning every game, this kind of chess that ends in a draw is more difficult. Therefore, every time Du Cheng plays chess with Ye Nanling, he will not feel bored.

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After playing a few games of chess with Ye Nanling, Du Cheng and Ye Nanling left the study, and downstairs, everyone was waiting for them to have lunch.

Ye Mei knew that Du had suffered a gunshot wound, so she asked Ah Hu to buy a lot of nutritious things temporarily, so this lunch was richer than before.

"Du Cheng, your injury doesn't matter. Would you like me to arrange for you to go to the military hospital?"

Ye Chengtu also knew from Ye Mei that Du Cheng had been shot twice. He glanced at Du Cheng, who was more energetic than ordinary people, and his expression was obviously full of disbelief. However, he still asked Du Cheng. .

Du Cheng naturally wouldn't run to be a guinea pig, after all, his current body, even he himself didn't know if it was different from other normal people, so Du Cheng responded directly: "No need, uncle, I have seen it in Seoul, and if I just need to change the medicine a few times, there will be no problem."

Ye Chengtu saw that Du Cheng didn't want to look like something was wrong, so he didn't say anything, and pointed to the several big bowls of nourishing soup on the table and said to Du Cheng: "Well, it's good that it's okay, these are supplements. If you are healthy, eat more."

"Du Cheng, are you injured?"

Ye Nanling didn't know about Du Cheng's injury. After hearing Ye Chengtu's question, he asked Du Cheng worriedly.

Du Cheng didn't want Ye Nanling to worry, so he smiled and said, "It's okay, old man, just a little injury."

Ye Nanling looked at Du Cheng like that, as if he didn't want to get hurt, so he didn't ask any more questions.

On the other hand, Ah Hu muttered, "This Du Cheng's body is too perverted, he's still fine after being shot twice, monster..."

Ah Hu has been in the Security Bureau for so many years, and he has eaten bullets. Once when he was on a mission, a bullet passed through his chest and arms. Although Ah Hu's body was amazing enough, in the end he still After recuperating for several days, it is impossible to act as if nothing happened like Du Cheng.

Du Cheng was very full from this meal, Zhong Xuehua specially made him a tonic soup, and Du Cheng drank three full bowls.

After finishing the meal, Du Cheng and Ye Mei went upstairs together.

As soon as she entered the room, Ye Mei immediately stretched out her hands to untie Du Cheng's clothes. Du Cheng knew what Ye Mei wanted to do, so he let him untie his own clothes.

Ye Mei's movements were quick, and she quickly took off the suit and foil on Du Cheng's body. Immediately afterwards, Du Cheng's left shoulder, which was tightly wrapped with bandages, appeared in front of Ye Mei's eyes.

Although it was the second time the dressing was changed, some blood stains were still faintly visible on it, but these blood stains had already dried up, apparently from yesterday's dressing change.

"Du Cheng, is it really not painful?"

Seeing Du Cheng's calm expression, Ye Mei couldn't help asking Du Cheng curiously.

"I still had some pain yesterday, and I'm fine today." Of course there was pain, but after the big pain yesterday, these small pains are nothing to Du Cheng now.

"Aren't there two places? Where is the other one?"

After Ye Mei sized Du Cheng back and forth, she asked Du Cheng with some puzzlement.

"It's on the thigh, don't look at it." Another shot hit the oblique side of Du Cheng's thigh, not far from Du Cheng's lifeblood. I have to bear the guilt.

Hearing Du Cheng's obviously ambiguous tone, Ye Mei's pretty face suddenly blushed a little, and after gritting her teeth, she directly reached out to untie Du Cheng's belt.

She took off Du Cheng's trousers, and at this moment, she finally saw Du Cheng's tightly bandaged thigh.

Compared with his arms, Du Cheng's thighs undoubtedly had more blood stains. After all, his shoulders didn't need much force, and Du Cheng's feet naturally spilled more blood when he was walking.

"Du Cheng, it must hurt here, right?"

Ye Mei raised her head, and asked Du Cheng with a distressed face.