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Chapter 115 Harmonious Life Between Husband and Wife
the next day.

The sky was just beginning to lighten in the gray.

Wen Ci stood by the bed in the downstairs guest room, reached out and grabbed Wen Yaozu's ear, and said indifferently, "Still lying in bed? Can't you hear the bugle call from the military camp next door?"

Wen Yaozu showed no reaction whatsoever.

Wen Ci applied a little force, startling Wen Yaozu awake from his sleep. He cried out "Ouch!" repeatedly, covering his ears, and a groan of annoyance rang out.

"What are you doing, disturbing my sweet dreams so early in the morning?"

"Get up now."

"Really?" Wen Yaozu frowned, thinking his sister was just joking with him, but his gaze involuntarily met Wen Ci's serious expression.

Wen Ci said calmly, "What do you think?"

Wen Yaozu felt that his sister had changed a lot after getting married. After careful consideration, he dragged his obese body out of bed reluctantly and rubbed his stomach: "I'm hungry."

"Run first, then eat."

In the early morning in the capital, the dew was heavy and there was a slight mist.

Wen Ci brought a stool from inside the house and sat down on the steps in front of the door. She said slowly, "Let's run less on the first day so you can get used to it. Ten laps, please."

Wen Yaozu's eyes widened: "Ten laps? Sis, are you trying to kill me?"

Wen Ci snorted coldly. Running ten laps might sound like a lot, but running ten laps around the yard only amounts to a few hundred meters, which isn't even half the length of the military camp's drill ground.

"How about I take you to the military camp's drill ground, and we just run one lap?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Yaozu's face broke into a hearty smile, and he said with a grin, "Then I'll still run ten laps. Not for any other reason than I like to challenge myself."

Wen Ci: "..."

It's just 6:30 now.

Wen Ci wanted to supervise Wen Yaozu's exercise before visiting Huo Jingyuan at the hospital.

five minutes later.

Wen Ci looked at his slow running posture and was utterly speechless. He could have finished in a few minutes, but he only ran one and a half laps in five minutes.

It was more like a walk than a run.

Wen Ci frowned: "I told you to run, not to take a walk."

"I was running." Wen Yaozu lied without batting an eye, even pretending to be out of breath. "Sis, you can't just make things up like that."

Between her and Wen Yaozu, who just spouts nonsense?

Suddenly, she remembered that there were chaste trees in the cabinet upstairs. Huo Jingyuan had once said that his maternal grandfather's ancestral home was in the Sichuan-Chongqing region, where a custom was still preserved.

When moving, you should collect yellow thorn branches from the mountains and bring them home.

The name "Huang Jing" is a homophone for "gold," and it symbolizes bringing gold home.

Meanwhile, there is an old saying in the Sichuan-Chongqing region: "Be a good person under the thorny branches."

Wen Ci stood up from the stool and went upstairs.

Seeing his sister leave, Wen Yaozu didn't even bother to move. He stood there, stretching leisurely, muttering to himself, "Making people run so early in the morning, do they even want people to live?"

The footsteps of the soldiers in the neighboring barracks were perfectly synchronized.

"The military camp is really crazy; we have to get up for morning exercises before dawn."

Just as he finished complaining, Wen Yaozu vaguely saw his sister coming downstairs, so he started moving again, pretending to run a few steps, panting, "Sis, I've already run two laps."

"Ha, two laps."

Wen Ci approached slowly, holding a long, thin yellow thorn branch in her hand. She had deliberately chosen a long, thin yellow thorn branch from the wardrobe, so that it would feel more painful when it hit her.

Wen Yaozu caught a glimpse of the stick in Wen Ci's hand out of the corner of his eye, his eyes widened, and he said anxiously, "Sister, what are you going to do? We don't need to resort to violence."

As he spoke, he quickened his pace.

He was terrified that running too slowly would anger his older sister and cause her to hit him. Although he hadn't been beaten much growing up, he was always terrified and even a little excited whenever he saw his younger brothers being beaten.

Spurred on by the yellow thorns, Wen Yaozu finished the remaining eight laps in five minutes, panting heavily with his hands on his knees.

Wen Ci said calmly, "Why don't you go back to sleep and I'll bring you breakfast, or do you want to go eat breakfast with me now and then come back to sleep?"

"You...you...you brought..."

He was so exhausted that he would rather go hungry than step out of the yard. He just wanted to lie back in bed and pray that he had just had a nightmare.

"Row."

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Wen Ci arrived at the hospital.

Downstairs, they ran into Huo Jingyuan's attending physician, who greeted Wen Ci, "Commander Huo's wife, please come to the office first."

"what's wrong?"

Wen Ci immediately felt alarmed.

Wasn't it originally said that Huo Jingyuan would be able to move to a regular ward and be visited at any time after another week?
The attending physician noticed Wen Ci's unusual emotions and quickly reassured him, "Commander Huo is fine, don't worry. I just wanted to ask you about your recovery progress."

Wen Ci breathed a sigh of relief.

As Wen Ci entered the office, the doctor poured her a cup of hot water and said calmly, "Given Commander Huo's current physical condition, he will be able to be discharged from the hospital soon. However, the higher-ups require Commander Huo to stay in the hospital for more than a month and recuperate in Beijing for more than six months."

Wen Ci's eyes widened immediately.

"You're being discharged so quickly?"

The attending physician nodded: "Commander Huo is young and strong, and his recovery is faster than we expected. The stitches will be removed in a few days."

"But!" the attending physician continued, "Yesterday afternoon, after Commander Huo learned that his stitches would be removed in a few days, he said he wanted to go back to the Northwest to recuperate."

"Therefore, the higher-ups want you to persuade Commander Huo that the medical conditions in the Northwest are far inferior to those in the capital. If the recovery is not complete, there may be hidden injuries."

Wen Ci nodded in agreement.

"I will try to persuade him."

"The order from above is to keep Commander Huo in the capital for at least six months, and then test his physical condition to see if he has any hidden injuries."

Wen Ci thought for a moment and asked, "Does that mean I can be discharged from the hospital?"

"That's fine. After Commander Huo is discharged from the hospital, he will stay in the family compound of the Beijing Military Region. It will be very close to the affiliated hospital of the military region, so it will be very convenient for him to go to the military region hospital if anything happens."

Wen Ci's eyes curved into a smile: "Okay, I'll try to persuade him."

After chatting with the doctor, Wen Ci went upstairs to visit the patient in the ward.

The man looked out the window. The trees in the yard were as tall as a three-story building, and the lush green leaves swayed gently in the breeze by the window. He heard the door open.

The man slowly turned his head to look at Wen Ci, his eyes as deep as ink, filled with a profound yet other emotion. "Wife, you've come."

Wife.

The two words made Wen Ci blush instantly. This was the first time she had heard such a word from a man's mouth. In certain situations, he would at most call her "wife".

The word "wife" sounds so official it's almost unbelievable.

But I could hear a hint of longing in the man's voice.

Wen Ci walked to Huo Jingyuan's side, "Want to be discharged?"

"Ah."

Wen Ci originally intended to earnestly persuade Huo Jingyuan, but suddenly an idea struck her. She glanced at a certain spot and asked with feigned concern, "Are you injured?"

She didn't specify where.

But his eyes and tone of voice said it all.

Huo Jingyuan frowned, staring at her with a deep gaze. "Comrade Wen, are you worried that it will affect your harmonious married life in the future?"