1970s: A hot-tempered wife who accompanied a soldier to the military compound and made a fortune.

Chapter 635 Wake up
After Guo Zhanrong left with the fish soup, Chu Xue divided the fish soup in another aluminum lunchbox in two. She drank half of it with steamed buns and left the other half for Fu Yancheng.

I just wanted him to have something to eat as soon as he woke up.

They waited until after 4 p.m.

She was reading a high school physics book when she felt the person on the bed move. She suddenly closed the book and stood up: "Yancheng."

But when she leaned closer, Fu Yancheng still had his eyes closed. She called out softly again, "Yancheng."

Fu Yancheng had been lying face down because of his back injury. When he heard Chu Xue's voice, he struggled to open his eyes and asked in a hoarse voice, "What are you doing here?"

When Chu Xue saw that he was really awake, she excitedly called out to the door, "Xiao Guo, quickly call the doctor, Yan Cheng is awake."

The person on the hospital bed by the door, fearing that Guo Zhanrong, who was eating outside, wouldn't hear, quickly got out of bed, slipped on his shoes, and went to the door: "Little Guo, your deputy battalion commander has woken up, go and call the doctor."

Chu Xue turned to the person and said gratefully, "Thank you."

After saying that, she looked at Fu Yancheng again: "How are you feeling? Does it hurt a lot?"

Fu Yancheng tried to reach out and take Chu Xue's hand, but the movement aggravated his injuries, causing him to wince in pain, which distressed Chu Xue greatly.

She hurriedly reached her hand into his large hand: "Tell me what you want to do."

Seeing that his lips were so dry they were chapped, I asked, "Do you want some water?"

Fu Yancheng nodded slightly: "Drink."

Chu Xue tried to pull her hand away to pour him some water, but she couldn't budge it: "Let go first, I'll go get you some water."

Fu Yancheng was reluctant to let go of her hand, but he was so thirsty that he had to let go for the time being.

Seeing her like that, Chu Xue couldn't help but laugh and said, "I'll be done soon."

She got up, took the enamel mug from the bedside table, poured in some boiling water, and then, where no one could see, stuck her finger into the mug and added some water from her spatial pool. This neutralized the water, turning it into lukewarm water, just right for drinking: "Here, moisten your throat first; the doctor will be here soon."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Doctor Zhao rushed in: "How are you feeling?"

Fu Yancheng knew Doctor Zhao and said with a wry smile, "I feel unwell all over."

After examining him, Dr. Zhao said, "It's no wonder you can't feel comfortable lying in this position. But for now, this is the only way you can stay. You can change positions once the wound has scabbed over."

After the examination, Dr. Zhao prescribed another ointment: "Once you get the ointment, apply it once in the morning and once at night."

After giving some more instructions, he said, "You've really escaped with your life this time. You'd better be careful in the future, because you won't be this lucky every time."

Knowing that Dr. Zhao meant well: "I understand, I understand, thank you for your concern."

Dr. Zhao glared at him, annoyed: "You know it, that's good. It hasn't been that long and you've already gotten yourself into trouble twice. You're really something."

After saying that, he gave Chuxue a few more instructions before leaving.

As soon as everyone left, Chu Xue said, "I made some fish soup, and the temperature is just right now. Would you like some?"

Fu Yancheng did not respond, but said with a somewhat embarrassed expression, "I want to say a few words to Xiao Guo."

Xiao Guo quickly went over and heard his deputy battalion commander say, "Xiao Guo, help me up to go to the toilet."

Luckily, Xiao Guo had studied lip reading, otherwise it would be impossible to hear such a soft sound.

He didn't react for a moment, afraid that getting up would aggravate his wound, which hadn't scabbed over yet: "Deputy Battalion Commander, let me get the chamber pot."

Seeing his deputy battalion commander's strange expression, he belatedly realized his rashness and awkwardly touched the back of his head.

(End of this chapter)