Then, he immediately opened the blanket and looked at the amputated leg.
At this moment, pus was flowing out of the wounded part of the leg, and the quilt was stained with white and red pus and blood.
Qi Fang was already in a semi-conscious state. He was a little nervous when he saw Nangong Nuannuan, but he relaxed when he saw Nangong Jin.
"Commander Nangong Yingying."
Nangong Jin walked to the side of the bed and reached out to hold his hand in an attempt to ease his pain.
"Qifang, what happened to your legs? Why didn't you report this to the War Department?"
Qi Fang opened his mouth, but it was hard to tell if he could not speak due to the pain or if he did not want to answer. His lips opened and closed for a long time before he finally said, " commander, I'll entrust luosheng to you. Please help me.
"I don't want to! I don't want to! I don't want anyone! I only want you! Wuwuwuwu!"
Qi luosheng stood to the side, her initial joy replaced by sorrow.