A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

Zhang Yunxia looked in the direction the finger was pointing, and the moment she saw the portrait, her heart clenched.

"This is...your father?" Zhang Yunxia squatted down, her eyes filled with pain.

The little boy nodded, seemingly unwilling to continue the conversation. He turned and took two steps to the side, then squatted down to continue fiddling with the pebbles.

It seemed that only by focusing on the pebbles in his hand could he stop thinking about anything and stop feeling so sad.

Ye Wenxi returned and witnessed this scene.

"Is she an orphan of a martyr?"

Zhang Yunxia took a deep breath.

"call..."

"Yes, it seems so."

"Why is he here all by himself?" Ye Wenxi frowned.

"I don't know. Judging from his appearance, he doesn't seem to be receiving much care."

Ye Wenxi walked over, squatted down, and asked softly:

"Little friend, where are your other family members?"

"Who brought you here? Auntie will take you to them, okay?"

The little boy didn't even look up, as if he hadn't heard anything, and just kept playing with the pebbles.

Zhang Yunxia started rummaging through her bag and found some shrimp crisps, baked goods...

These are rare snacks and pastries that are only available in Northeast China, brought for Ding Jiahe and the others.

She took some out, put it in a small bag she carried with her, and walked over.

Are you hungry?

"Auntie, I have roasted fruit and steamed rice cakes here."

She spread the snacks in front of the little boy and coaxed him gently.

When the little boy saw these things, his eyes lit up instantly, but he didn't look at the things; instead, he looked at Zhang Yunxia.

"Here, have one."

Zhang Yunxia picked up a roasted fruit and fed it to the little boy.

"What's your name?" Zhang Yunxia asked softly.

"Zhang Xiangyang," the little boy whispered.

"Your name is so nice. Xiangyang, stop playing around here and go find your family."

"Here, take it."

The little boy hesitated for a moment, then took the bag.

Zhang Yunxia stood up, took another deep look at the child, and sighed.

"Let's go."

The two walked out of the outpatient clinic and continued walking until they reached a relatively spacious area.

This inpatient building is larger than the outpatient building. It mainly admits injured people who need to recuperate in the hospital. Those who need long-term treatment are all here.

"It's on the fourth floor right here."

The two walked uphill and found the floor where Ding Jiahe was hospitalized.

Upon finding the nurses' station, Ye Wenxi stepped forward and said, "Hello, comrade, we are military dependents visiting the wounded military doctor Ding Jiahe. This is our identification."

This military hospital is different from ordinary hospitals; you need to show your credentials and register before you can visit.

"Wait a moment, let me take a look."

The nurse flipped through the register.

"Comrade Ding Jiahe is staying in ward 405."

"OK, thanks."

Ye Wenxi and Zhang Yunxia exchanged a glance, took a deep breath, and slowly walked towards the ward, both feeling somewhat excited.

Thinking of Ding Jiahe's haggard face and injured appearance, both of them had slightly red eyes.

We finally arrived at the door of ward 405, and the door was open.

They both peeked inside at the same time.

There were only two female wounded soldiers wearing hospital gowns and an empty bed.

The two of them took a step back at the same time and glanced at the house number.

"Is it 405?"

"yes!"

"Did you go to the toilet?"

The two knocked on the door and went inside.

Ye Wenxi: "Hello, is Ding Jiahe in this ward?"

The other patient looked up at them and said, "Yes, she's in this bed." He pointed to the empty bed.

Zhang Yunxia: "Did she go to the restroom?"

The patient grinned and lowered his voice, saying:

"She probably sneaked off to see her boyfriend again."

Ye Wenxi & Zhang Yunxia: "Σ(⊙▽⊙"What?!"

Several more onlookers gathered at the door of a men's ward on the other side of the corridor.

Today, Xiaowen found a wheelchair for Ding Jiahe to make it easier for her to get around.

"Hiss... I said stop crowding around here!"

"Go back to where you came from. You've caused such a commotion again, Dr. Ding has to go back."

Xiaowen lowered her voice and shooed away the few people gathered at the door.

Meanwhile, inside, the pair of mandarin ducks...

"Don't move."

Ding Jiahe took out a damp handkerchief and used her left hand to wipe the sweat from Wang Hao's face.

Wang Hao's face was bright red, his body was stiff, and he looked absolutely stunning.

Would you like some water?

"Drink." Wang Hao grinned foolishly.

"Silly girl." Ding Jiahe laughed too, her ears turning slightly red.

"When can you get your stitches removed?" Wang Hao asked with concern.

"Let's have another week."

"I spoke with your attending physician, and you're recovering well, but I estimate you'll need some time to rest."

"Even if I return to the military, I will not be able to participate in high-intensity training for a short period of time."

"Rest completely for three months, and be cautious."

"When you get back, you must be careful not to overexert yourself."

Ding Jiahe scooped a spoonful of water from the bowl and fed him while saying this.

"When I get back, I'll come to see you every day and have you check me."

Wang Hao chuckled foolishly, unaware of the fleeting sadness and desolation in Ding Jiahe's eyes.

Ding Jiahe scooped up another spoonful of water and held it to his lips.

But Wang Hao didn't open his mouth. He stared wide-eyed at the doorway, his face full of disbelief.

He saw two people standing at the door with packages on their backs.

"Sister-in-law?" Wang Hao was stunned.

Ding Jiahe turned around abruptly upon hearing the sound.

I saw Ye Wenxi and Zhang Yunxia with tears streaming down their faces, laughing and crying at the same time.

"Wenxi... Sister Yunxia?"

The journey spans over 3,000 kilometers, from the icy, snowy Northeast to the warm, blossoming Yunnan.

Those worries day and night, those unthinkable "what ifs" and the heart that was hanging in suspense.

The moment I saw these two people sitting here alive, the instant I saw them playfully frolicking together, everything fell to the ground.

Ye Wenxi's tears streamed down her face, but she smiled.

Zhang Yunxia smiled, but tears kept streaming down her face.

Ding Jiahe paused for two seconds, then struggled to stand up from her wheelchair.

The three of them stumbled and hugged each other.

No one speaks.

There was only crying, and laughter that couldn't be suppressed within the crying.

Wang Hao lay in his hospital bed, watching this scene, and his eyes reddened.

He grinned, revealing his little tiger teeth, and as he laughed, tears streamed down his cheeks.

"Alright, alright, stop crying. Be careful with your arm."

Zhang Yunxia's voice still trembled. She first relaxed, took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and wiped Ding Jiahe's face.

"We came all this way, not to see you cry."

"That's right, that's right."

Ye Wenxi wiped away her tears and reached out to pinch Ding Jiahe's face.

"I've lost weight, but I've gotten a tan."

Ding Jiahe burst out laughing, tears still clinging to her lips, her mouth already curved into a smile.

"Why are you here?"

"What?" Ye Wenxi glared at him. "How could we not come to see you?"

Ding Jiahe was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and smiled. As she smiled, tears fell again.

Wang Hao lay on the bed, watching this scene with bated breath, his neck craning anxiously.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law...why aren't you looking at me? There's another wounded person here."

Zhang Yunxia turned around and burst out laughing.

"Oh my, what country is this Aunt Mu from?"

Ye Wenxi & Ding Jiahe: "?"

Ye Wenxi: "Sister-in-law... is a mummy."