Chapter 365
Extra Chapter: That Dog
Chapter 365 Extra Chapter: That Dog
The siege of Beast King City did not stop because Ling Chengen was injured.
While she stayed in the rear to recuperate, Chang Tianchen and Yu Heng were on the front lines.
Yuheng is an all-rounder; he can fight, defend, and heal, so he goes wherever there is a shortage of people.
In addition, Celeste is not the only warrior in Beast King City who has awakened psychic abilities. Although there are few psychic warriors in the enemy camp with stronger abilities than her, many ants can kill an elephant. Yu Heng, who has just awakened her psychic power, can temporarily replace Ling Chengen's position and can also help save more wounded soldiers on the battlefield.
However, the time spent recuperating was really boring. Ling Chengen slept most of the time, but sleeping too much messed up her biological clock. In the middle of the night, her eyes would blink and stare blankly at the firelight outside the small window.
After tossing and turning in bed for half an hour, she suddenly threw off the covers, sat up, put on her shoes, and went outside.
The wounded soldiers' camp was not quiet at night, especially the area where the medical staff were active. It was particularly noisy there, with new wounded soldiers being brought back from the direction of the battlefield. Ling Chengen stepped aside to avoid two medical soldiers carrying stretchers with red and white bandages tied around their arms, and walked towards the outside of the wounded soldiers' camp.
The army's camp was located about 15 kilometers from the battlefield, while the wounded soldiers' camp was set up further back, outside the woods on the northwest side of Beast King City.
The main tent for the soldiers was at the other end of the woods. This woods had been cleared and was not very large. There was no danger in the woods, and a relatively wide road had been cleared to facilitate the transfer of wounded soldiers from the front lines.
Ling Chengen was about to cross this road to the main camp ahead, but halfway there she was grabbed by a hand and pulled into the woods.
As the other party approached, she had already sensed their identity. Only after confirming that there was no danger did she allow them to make their move.
She leaned against the rough tree trunk, looked up at his face so close to hers, gently touched the dried blood on his face, brought her nose close to his neck to sniff, and asked, "Are you badly injured?"
Su Weihua shook her head, rested her right hand on her shoulder, and asked, looking down, "Why did you run out without permission?"
"I can't sleep." Ling Chengen raised his left hand and shook it. "My injury is almost healed, but I've been sleeping too much these past few days, and my sleep schedule is all messed up."
"Are you sure it's not because the wounded soldiers' camp is too noisy? Keeping you awake?" Su Weihua knew her too well.
Ling Chengen chuckled and said, "This is the front line battlefield, where isn't it noisy?"
Su Weihua sighed softly, quietly looking at her sharp jawline. He raised his left hand to touch her lower lip, but when his eyes fell on her bloody fingertips and the wounds stained with countless grains of sand and ash, he stopped. Finally, he used his only clean little finger knuckle to gently rub her dry, chapped lips.
"Why don't you come and rest at my place? It's relatively quiet there," he said gently.
Ling Chengen placed his hand on his waist, suddenly loosened his belt, and pushed him against the tree trunk, making his shoulder rest against the trunk. He pressed down on his shoulder with one hand, smoothly pulled off his blood-stained shirt, and turned his head to look at the wound on his back.
The wounds are located on the lower back and left side of the ribs.
It was clearly a knife or sword wound; the skin and flesh were rolled up at the wound, but the cut surface was neat and clean, and the blood that flowed out did not change color.
Su Weihua's hand was tied behind her back, and she felt a little pain in her wound. She tried to turn around to look at her.
“My injury is nothing, don’t worry,” he said.
Ling Chengen didn't let go, and coldly snorted, "You think I'm worried about you?"
Su Weihua couldn't see her face, but he could feel her fingers pressed against his waist, and then suddenly pressed down on his right thigh.
His face suddenly turned pale, and he groaned in pain. He was also unsteady on his feet. If his shoulder hadn't been braced against the tree trunk, he might have already knelt down on one knee.
"What's wrong with you all?"
"You got injured but didn't get treatment, and you acted like nothing happened... and you even had time to ask me what a healed person like me is going to do?"
Su Weihua winced in pain and said, "Can you let go first? If this continues, I might really die at your hands."
Ling Chengen pinched the skin on his uninjured lower back hard, and only stopped when he saw his eyes redden.
"You deserve it!"
Even a dead duck's beak isn't as hard as yours.
Su Weihua, supporting her arms which were tied behind her back, turned around and leaned against the tree trunk, slowly sliding down to sit on the ground.
"I came back on my own to get treatment at the wounded soldiers' camp. I didn't expect to run into you first."
"Isn't Yuheng on the front lines? Isn't it a waste of time and effort for you to come back?"
“There are so many people on the front lines, how could he possibly save them all?” Su Weihua sighed. “I didn’t see him after the battle on my side ended.”
Ling Chengen squatted down in front of him, stared at him speechlessly for a few seconds, took out bandages from his space, wrapped them around the wound on his leg, and then casually treated the wounds on his lower back and ribs. He then transformed into beast form and turned back to say, "Come on, I'll take you back."
Su Weihua lay on her back, looking at her fluffy round ears, and slowly buried her face in the warm short hair on the back of her neck, and said in a muffled voice, "Are you going to the battlefield ahead later?"
“I’m not going.” Ling Chengen ran very fast and deliberately avoided places with low branches to avoid scratching the person on his back. “Chang Tianchen is in charge of the siege. If we encounter an enemy that he can’t handle, he will naturally come to me.”
Ling Chengen took the man back to the wounded soldiers' camp, but the military doctors there were too busy to treat his injuries.
Ling Chengen simply placed him in his tent, took out a clean set of suturing tools and a brand-new medical kit, pulled up a small stool and sat down, directly ripped off Su Weihua's right trouser leg, moved the oil lamp to his side, and said without looking up, "The military doctor doesn't have time to treat your injury. By the time they're done, you might go into shock from excessive blood loss, so I did it myself."
"Your skills are definitely not as good as a military doctor's, but you'll have to make do for now."
Su Weihua sat on the edge of the bed, her right leg trapped between her knees, one hand propped on the sheet. From above, only her drooping eyelashes and the tip of her nose could be seen. She nodded somewhat absentmindedly: "Okay, you can do it."
Ling Chengen didn't even greet him before pouring disinfectant directly onto his wound. Su Weihua's thigh muscles tensed up suddenly, and he reflexively tried to pull his leg back in pain.
"Don't move. If it hurts, find a towel and bite it in your mouth."
Su Weihua's forehead was covered in cold sweat. Looking at her calm and focused appearance, she hesitated and asked, "...Don't you have any anesthetic or painkillers?"
Ling Chengen put the disinfectant aside, took a curved needle, and used tweezers to hold the needle end to suture his wound. He ignored the man's grimacing face and sneered, "Do you really think anesthetic is free? You don't need it for your little injury yet. Save it for the more seriously injured soldiers."
Su Weihua covered her face with her other hand and didn't say anything more, but her jaw was clenched tightly.
Ling Chengen was truly ruthless, without the slightest hesitation. It didn't seem like he was stitching up a partner's wound; it was more like he was sewing up a piece of pigskin...
After Ling Chengen stitched up his three wounds, Su Weihua felt as if she had been pulled out of the water. Her body suddenly relaxed, and she fell directly into her quilt, her nostrils filled with the unique fragrance of her body.
Ling Chengen looked at his dirty pants and raised his hand to pull off his belt...
Su Weihua suddenly realized what was happening, grabbed her wrist with her left hand, and looked up at her with an unnatural expression.
"Change your pants. You're covered in blood and grime. Don't get it all over my bed." Ling Chengen pulled his hand back. Seeing that he was unwilling to help him, he decisively gave up on serving him.
Su Weihua breathed a sigh of relief, sat up awkwardly, and glanced at her subtly.
Ling Chengen crossed his arms and said leisurely, "What, you want me to go out and guard the door for you just to change your clothes?"
Su Weihua was a little embarrassed, mainly because he hadn't expected to react at this moment.
It was clear that he had been away from home for too long, so he couldn't control his instinctive reactions just by getting a little closer.
Ling Chengen shook his head speechlessly, then turned and left.
Su Weihua rubbed her forehead, looking at her body with a helpless expression.
After he changed his clothes, Ling Chengen prepared food and hot water from somewhere and brought them in.
Su Weihua lay on her side on the bed, hearing footsteps close by, her eyes heavy with sleep.
Ling Chengen lifted him up with one hand and stuffed the medicine and water into his hand: "Drink the medicine."
Su Weihua's eyes were almost closed, but he was very obedient. He opened his mouth when told to open it and swallowed when told to swallow. After taking the medicine, he mumbled, "I don't want to eat anymore. Let me rest for a while."
Ling Chengen looked at the food on the table and didn't force him any further.
Just as she was about to take the food off the table, Su Weihua grabbed her right hand, led her to the inside of the bed, pressed her body down with her arm, buried her face in her neck and shoulder, took a deep breath, and then turned off the oil lamp inside the tent.
Ling Chengen felt his hair brushing against his neck and asked curiously, "Are you sleepy or not?"
"Tired," Su Weihua mumbled.
"But your body doesn't seem to be saying that."
Su Weihua tilted her head and kissed her earlobe, then closed her eyes and said, "It misses you so much that it can't be controlled by me."
Ling Chengen was speechless.
"You'll be fine once you fall asleep." His voice was gentle and he whispered in her ear, almost pleadingly, "Sleep with me for a while, okay?"
Ling Chengen hesitated for a few seconds, but still didn't push him away. He gently stroked his slightly frizzy long hair with his left hand, listening to his increasingly heavy breathing, and when he turned his head, his lips brushed against his forehead.
She thought she still wouldn't be able to sleep and would probably stay awake until dawn, but... sleepiness seems to be contagious, and she fell asleep again. When she woke up, she felt hot all over and her consciousness gradually returned.
Su Weihua crawled out from under the covers, his fiery body gently pressing against her.
His lips were full and moist, his nose was slightly damp, and his eyes no longer showed the fatigue of last night.
Ling Chengen turned his head to look out the small window. The light was dim, and it was still dark.
"When did you wake up?" she asked.
"Just woke up."
Ling Chengen reached out and poked his shoulder muscle: "So excited right after waking up?"
"Opportunity knocks but once," he suddenly said with a smile. "Such opportunities are rare."
Do you remember when you were injured?
He calmly replied, "It won't affect anything."
"If my injuries had really healed, I wouldn't be here."
Ling Chengen knew what he meant, and estimating that there was still a beast's time left before dawn, he didn't hold back at all and pulled him to roll around on the bed.
Su Weihua groaned under the pressure, reached out and moved her elbow away from the wound on her ribs, took a couple of deep breaths, and said with a wry smile, "Even though I said it wouldn't affect anything, you can't deliberately mess with my wound."
Ling Chengen leaned on him and teased, "You can't even handle this little bit of pain? What are you going to do later?"
Su Weihua tilted her head back and kissed her lips, her hands cupping the back of her neck, the kiss deepening as her breathing became erratic.
After a long pause, he kissed her earlobe and whispered, "I'll take it easy..."
Ling Chengen covered his eyes, which were filled with lust, and chuckled, "You repressed pervert."
"So what if you're a bit of a closet pervert? Don't you like that?"
"..."
I still like it.
……
Because it wasn't their breeding season and the occasion wasn't appropriate, the two of them only made love once under the covers before ending it hastily.
The noise outside was still not something Su Weihua was used to, and she was afraid that making too much noise would attract the attention of people outside.
However, given the circumstances, having even one such opportunity is already very precious to him.
Ling Chengen lay on his side on the bed, watching the lingering allure in his eyes after his indulgence, his fingertips gently tracing his superior brow bone and high nose bridge.
Su Weihua suddenly opened her eyes, grasped her fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Stop teasing me, I finally managed to control myself..."
Ling Chengen joked, "It seems you really have too much internal heat. I'll brew you some herbal soup to cool you down these next couple of days."
Su Weihua leaned down and gently sucked on her collarbone, leaving a bright red mark, before saying, "There's no need for the cooling medicine. After this great battle is over... you'll have to stay with me for a few more days."
Xiao Guo led his army south, and over the years, he has only returned to the Northern Wilderness a few times.
And each time, he would return in a hurry and leave in a hurry again.
Sometimes I don't even have a chance to share a room with her once a year.
If he had never possessed it, he could have remained detached and content in Nanyuan.
But despite having been with her, he was separated from her for a long time due to official duties.
These lonely days felt like an eternity to him.
Being entrusted with important responsibilities by her as a partner, and helping her expand her territory, is a very fulfilling mission.
This shows that she trusts herself and also has high hopes for him.
He didn't dislike the days when she entrusted him with tasks and made arrangements for him.
However, there is only one slight regret.
They are often separated.
Sometimes, he couldn't help but feel jealous of those who could stay in the Northern Wilderness and stay by her side day and night.
Even if all else fails, it would be good if one had the ability of Yuheng to travel back and forth between the two places in a short period of time.
Unfortunately, he couldn't do any of that.
He wanted compensation from her.
After this battle, they fought day and night, until the sky was dark and the earth was shrouded in darkness.
There were no more scruples or restraints.
"can."
Ling Chengen sat up in bed, pulled the blanket up, and took out a hairpin from under his pillow. Just as he was about to tie up his long hair, someone hurriedly lifted the curtain and walked in...
Hearing footsteps, Su Weihua immediately reacted, pulling the blanket over Ling Chengen to shield him. Turning back to look at the rude person who had barged in, she gritted her teeth and said, "Get out—"
Chang Tianchen was dumbfounded when he saw the two of them. After a moment of realization, he was both angry and amused. He immediately turned his back and couldn't help but curse, "Su Weihua, you're really something! I've been looking for you all night, thinking you'd been ambushed and killed in some corner, but it turns out you..."
Because of this thing, he was so anxious that he had been frantically searching for it everywhere since the battle ended last night.
They were terrified that if the person really died, they wouldn't be able to explain it to Ling Chengen.
And it turns out... this guy really lives up to his canine beastman identity!
That dog is a real dog!
With a warm and beautiful woman in my arms, who cares about the raging storm outside?