Quick Wear: The Beautiful, Strong and Tragic Path of a Swordsman

Chapter 133 The Disabled and Lonely Pilot 18

Due to Xu Yan and Ling Size's military identities, their names and affiliations were not made public in this incident. They were only said to be soldiers.

The videos taken by the passengers were also checked and the parts containing the two people's appearance and voices were deleted.

As a result, many people gathered in the open space in the front cabin of the plane and refused to leave, wanting to see their savior one last time.

But in the end, they were not able to see them, because Xu Yan and Ling Size had been secretly taken away from the rear cabin by military personnel who came to assist in the investigation.

"We really don't have to go to the military hospital first?" the non-commissioned officer who escorted and drove them asked cautiously.

"Do not..."

"use!"

The former one with a casual tone is Xu Yan, and the latter one with a serious and decisive tone is Ling Size.

Xu Yan's wound was very deep. Although it was stitched, in order to prevent the wound from tearing due to some movements, his arm was tied with a white bandage and hung around his neck, as if it was broken.

Although he had changed into clean and tidy clothes, the scratches on his face, neck, and the back of his hands were still visible, and he still looked a little miserable.

But he really thought these were just minor injuries.

So Xu Yan wanted to seriously refuse, "Really not..."

"Use it!" Ling Size's voice was stern, his pair of ice-blue eyes flushed red as he glared at Xu Yan angrily, his expression majestic and domineering, the aura of a commander who had the final say was immediately displayed to the fullest.

Xu Yan sighed, leaned back and said nothing more.

Seeing this, the sergeant silently changed the route and drove towards the military hospital.

The captain special forces soldier who was sent to protect Xu Yan sat in the co-pilot seat without saying a word. It should be said that he did not say a single word from beginning to end, and he looked to be in a very bad mood.

And it was obvious that Xu Yan was his target of protection, but he never even looked at Xu Yan.

Xu Yan was also in a bad mood, and he had been like this since the moment the plane crashed until now. When he saw the special forces captain, his mood plummeted to the bottom, and he became listless and completely out of energy.

Ling Size guessed that these two people probably knew each other.

But no matter what happened between the two, he would only stand on the side of his big cat.

And he is in a bad mood only because he does not take care of his body.

However, looking at Xu Yan's weak appearance with tired, depressed face and wounds all over his body, even if he was angry, he really couldn't bear to lecture him at this moment.

Xu Yan was obviously very tired, his head nodding but he was still trying hard not to fall asleep.

Ling Size was heartbroken and said softly, "If you are tired, take a nap. I will call you when we get there."

Xu Yan just shook his head somewhat slowly.

Ling Size suddenly became angry again.

A gorgeous ice-blue butterfly flew up from his fingertips and landed on Xu Yan's forehead at an extremely fast speed.

The next second, Xu Yan closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. His body fell to one side due to the inertia of the vehicle's turn. He was immediately caught in Ling Size's arms and carefully protected.

The captain who was the co-pilot immediately turned around and looked at Ling Size with a fierce and vigilant expression, but when he saw the intimate behavior of the two, he put on that sour face as if someone owed him money and turned back.

Ling Size carefully adjusted Xu Yan's position, fearing to touch his wounds and at the same time allowing him to sleep more comfortably, while asking calmly, "Captain Wang Xian, do you have any grudge against Xu Yan?"

Although the tone was flat, it revealed a cold and protective tone.

Wang Xian sneered, "Celebrating a festival? Hatred is more like it."

Ling Size frowned, "What do you mean?"

Wang Xian glanced coldly at the strange omega through the rearview mirror.

If it were in the past, he would definitely be happy for Xu Yan and congratulate him on winning the beauty.

But now, he didn't curse this man to death only for his brother's sake.

Thinking of his brother, his eyes became even colder, and the sarcasm in his tone became stronger, "It seems that you don't know your 'good' lover~"

"Please speak nicely." The red part in Ling Size's eyes gradually expanded, and his expression was a little cruel. "Xu Yan doesn't care, but I will."

What virtue and ability did Xu Yan have that even though he has become like this, there are still people willing to protect him.

Wang Xian was a little confused and a little jealous, but mostly relieved.

It's good that there's still someone by his side... He doesn't have to be trapped in conflicting emotions all the time, worrying and hating this person at the same time.

He could finally concentrate on hating him.

"You should let him tell you the details in person." Wang Xian's tone became much calmer.

Hearing this, Ling Size stopped asking further questions. As soldiers, they had long learned how to suppress their curiosity. If Wang Xian's behavior had not made him worried that Xu Yan would be hurt, he would not have been willing to pry into his privacy without Xu Yan's consent.

The sergeant who was driving was concentrating on driving the entire time, and he looked like he couldn't concentrate on anything else except driving.

Old professional transparent person.

'Wuhu! I didn't expect that there would be help even when I encountered a dangerous situation! '937 flew up happily.

The main reason is that military life is too boring, and he is a bit bored of watching TV series, and needs something exciting.

Xu Yan was too lazy to pay attention to him. He did feel a little tired, so he relaxed and fell asleep.

The butterfly that rested on his brow fluttered its wings gently, emitting hypnotic waves, and his nostrils were filled with the smell of the little butterfly's pheromones - like peach blossoms blooming on the top of a snowy mountain, sweet but not greasy, cold but not freezing.

Xu Yan likes peach blossoms, and peaches are his favorite fruit. This is probably the only hobby that has not changed before and after he lost his memory.

Ling Size felt the person in his arms move, and he quickly checked whether the wound was pressed and made him feel uncomfortable. It turned out that the big cat seemed to be half asleep, and buried half of its face in his arms and rubbed against him like a spoiled child.

The soft white hair was rubbed out of shape and stuck to the big cat's forehead and his clothes. One strand seemed to have poked the big cat's eye, causing him to frown uncomfortably.

Ling Size reached out and gently smoothed his hair, smoothed his brows, and his fingertips carefully avoided the small scratches on his cheeks and stroked the side of his face.

Her eyes completely turned into a beautiful and dreamy blue-pink color, filled with heartache and love.

The Snow Night Butterfly will only change its wings to this non-aggressive color in front of its lover, allowing its lover to enjoy its most gentle and soft beauty alone.

The big cat's hair felt so good that Ling Size couldn't help but stroke it gently, and his gaze at Xu Yan gradually became hot.

What kind of cat is Big Cat? I really want to touch his ears and tail. They should feel softer than his hair...

And I heard that cats' ears and tails are very sensitive...

Thinking of this, Ling Size's ears suddenly turned light pink. His legs, which were resting on Xu Yan's head, rubbed against each other gently, and then he suddenly pinched his thigh hard.

What on earth was he imagining about the wounded?