Chapter 628 Long Hair Reduces Combat Strength

After Xiaolu took a look in the mirror, he widened his eyes and said, "You've been busy for more than half an hour, why haven't I seen any change in my hair?"

Her hair seemed to be only a little shorter, and it was still the kind of shawl-length hair. She thought she would see her short hair, but it didn't at all!

How can he get a haircut here!

Jing Yiran's tired wrists were sore, but his "customer" didn't buy it, the corner of his mouth twitched, and said: "What are you looking at, your hair is already much shorter! Why hasn't it changed?"

"No, it's too long, cut it again."

"You can't cut it any more. It's just so long. It looks like you're feminine."

Xiaolu doesn't care about femininity, too long hair will get in the way at critical moments.

"My hair, I have the final say, if my hair is too long, it will be inconvenient to fight and kill, and it will easily reduce my combat effectiveness!"

It was the first time Jing Yiran had heard that too long hair would affect the ability to fight and kill people!

He put his arms around her waist in displeasure, and frowned, "You don't need to fight in the future, let alone kill people, and it won't hinder you if your hair grows longer."

It was only then that Xiao Lu realized that she really didn't need to do those killing missions endlessly in the future. Her life had changed a lot from before.

However, she is used to maintaining a good state in order to deal with various emergencies.

For example, in yesterday's situation, if she is not in good condition, she will definitely suffer a big loss.

You know, not only is she excellent in strength, but her speed is also her strong point. When her speed reaches the limit, she can really grab the gun before the enemy shoots!

However, if the hair is too long, it will definitely affect her speed.

She thought about it, and said: "I don't like too long hair, it's inconvenient, and it's troublesome to wash. You can cut it short for me."

Jing Yiran couldn't resist her, so he had to pick up the scissors again, and cut her hair a long way. Now that she tied it up, I'm afraid it was really a very short ponytail. In this way, she looked more like a girl. How old is the little girl.

When Xiaolu saw himself in the mirror, he was finally satisfied.

However, Jing Yiran's craftsmanship seems to be inferior to hers. After all, she has been cutting her own hair for several years, but it is the first time for Jing Yiran.

Xiao Lu never cared too much about her hairstyle. If it wasn't for the fact that a bald head would easily reveal her identity and attract the attention of others, it would be possible for her to shave her head to save trouble and convenience.

Jing Yiran originally thought that cutting Xiao Lu's hair would give him a sense of accomplishment, but it didn't.

His workmanship is really not very good, fortunately Xiaolu is beautiful and cute enough, otherwise other girls will look like a village girl with their hair done like this.

The lives of the two of them are almost reversed day and night. During the day, they usually sleep and rest, and only come out for activities at night, so even though it is late, Jing Yiran is still in good spirits.

On the contrary, Xiao Lu was a little tired from fighting today and wanted to rest.

She habitually hugged Jing Yiran's waist, buried her face in his arms, and muttered in a low voice: "I'm sleepy..."

Her attachment was revealed naturally, she no longer left like before, ran to the bedroom and fell asleep.

Although she didn't intend to act coquettishly, but she had a natural baby voice, and there was always a hint of coquettishness when she spoke in a low voice. Now she was talking sleepily, which sounded no different from being coquettish.

Jing Yiran's heart moved slightly, and then he picked her up and took her to the bedroom to rest.

The height difference between the two of them is close to 30 centimeters, which is the cutest height difference that is popular now, Jing Yiran hugs her effortlessly.

Holding her on the bed, Jing Yiran was about to leave when he found that his clothes were being pulled by the deer.

"What's wrong?"

Fawn looked at him with big foggy eyes, and said softly, "You sleep with me."

Because of her soft and gentle words, Jing Yiran's heart suddenly became soft and embarrassing.

He didn't get up anymore, but lay beside her with all his clothes on, and took her into his arms.

Fawn's slightly cool body was wrapped by his fiery body, and he felt very comfortable all over. Although she had just had a blood change and her body temperature had risen somewhat, it was still cold compared to normal people.

She still likes being hugged by Jing Yiran to sleep like this, the more she sleeps, the warmer she will feel.

If she sleeps alone, after waking up, the bed must be cold, she doesn't like it.

Jing Yiran also likes to hug the deer. It is summer and the weather is hot. It is very comfortable to fall asleep with a soft and cool body in his arms.

...

In Mu's Hospital, Shangguan Ning and Jing Yichen were placed in the same ward.

Jing Yichen was seriously exhausted and bled a lot, and fell asleep after the operation.

Shangguan Ning tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Afraid that something might happen to Jing Yichen, she almost kept watching him blindly, touching his forehead from time to time. He had a slight fever, and it had been several hours. Not only did she not subside, but her temperature rose a little. Son.

Zheng Jing lived in the ward next to them, and Ah Hu lived with him.

Ahu's injury is not serious, and he has been in a coma all the time. Mu Qing knew that to Jing Yichen, he was not a follower at all, but a brother, so he checked Ahu's body and gave him Suture the wound.

He was very busy that day. After he came out of the operating room, the two wards took turns, because except for Shangguan Ning, the other three patients had a fever. Although Jing Yichen was the most injured, he had the worst fever. It's lighter, because his physical fitness is really not comparable to that of Zheng Jing and Ah Hu.

After showing it to Zheng Jing and A Hu, Mu Qing came to Jing Yichen's ward again to check his physical condition.

Shangguan Ning handed the thermometer that had just been measured to Mu Qing, and said in a worried voice, "Doctor Mu, Yichen's temperature has risen to 38.7 degrees, why don't you give him another injection for reducing fever?" ?”

How could it go on like this, he was burning all over, lying unconscious on the hospital bed, weak as if he wanted to leave her at any time, Shangguan Ning's distressed eyes were red.

Mu Qing glanced at the thermometer, smiled wryly and said, "Sister-in-law, you can't use more antipyretic injections, you have given Jing Shao two injections already, and you can't take any more, otherwise with his current physical condition, he can't bear it at all. "

Shangguan Ning held Jing Yichen's hand tightly, her delicate brows were all frowned: "Then what should I do? Is there nothing you can do?"

In her heart, Mu Qing is a top doctor, there is no injury that he can't handle.