Chapter 101 Nonsense

Gu Yihan scooped up some chicken soup with a spoon and brought it to Lu Huailin's lips.

Lu Huailin knew that Gu Yihan must be extremely worried about his injury during the mission, so he silently opened his mouth and drank the soup.

After drinking quietly for a while, Lu Huailin suddenly exclaimed, "Ouch, that hurts."

Gu Yihan was startled. She put down the soup bowl and hurriedly tried to check her wound, but Lu Huailin grabbed her arm.

He deliberately made a wronged expression, and said in a drawn-out tone, "Wife, don't be angry anymore, okay?"

"This was just an accident. I'll definitely stand in front of you unharmed next time."

Gu Yihan felt that she was so nervous about him, and Lu Huailin was deliberately scaring her.

A wave of grievance washed over me, my nose stung, and tears streamed down my face.

When Lu Huailin saw Gu Yihan crying, he hurriedly sat up, which aggravated his wound, causing him to grimace in pain: "Wife, I won't do it again next time."

Seeing Lu Huailin's violent movements, Gu Yihan forgot her sadness and quickly pulled back the thin blanket to check his wounds.

They discovered that the white bandage on his chest was stained red with overflowing blood.

Gu Yihan's heart ached and she sobbed, "Are you courting death? Don't you want to live?"

"Pfft." Shen Yujie finished his meal and had just walked to the door of Lu Huailin's ward.

I was amused by Lu Huailin's coquettish expression.

When Lu Huailin saw Shen Yujie, his expression changed, and he regained his serious and indifferent demeanor.

Gu Yihan quickly called out to Shen Yujie, "Dr. Shen, please take a look at Lu Huailin's wound. It's torn open and bleeding."

Seeing Gu Yihan's anxious look, Shen Yujie cleared his throat and said, "Sister-in-law, why don't you go out and wait for a while? I'll check him out."

Gu Yihan had no doubts and quickly walked out of the ward so as not to delay Shen Yujie's examination.

As soon as Gu Yihan left, Shen Yujie swayed his waist and walked with cat-like steps to Lu Huailin's bedside.

He mimicked his earlier coquettish tone: "Honey, please don't be angry anymore, okay?"

Lu Huailin's face turned cold, his eyes narrowed, and he said sarcastically, "Your waist twists like a snake spirit, and you think you're doing a great job?"

Shen Yujie paused in his twisting motion, then strode forward and roughly began to unwrap the bandages from Lu Huailin's body.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I'm a demon, I'm a handsome male demon."

"Who's like you, with a deadpan face and only white teeth? If you're envious or jealous, just say so."

After removing the bandages, Shen Yujie examined the wound, his expression pausing, the carefree look from before completely gone.

He looked at Lu Huailin with a serious expression and asked, "How come your wound healed so quickly?"

Lu Huailin looked at Shen Yujie with a puzzled expression and said, "My constitution has always been like this."

"You know perfectly well that I recover faster than others."

Shen Yujie carefully examined the wound, but something felt off. He asked, "Did you take any other medication?"

Lu Huailin was a reconnaissance soldier, and his vigilance was stronger than others.

As soon as Shen Yujie asked, he knew that his wound was healing much faster than expected.

Lu Huailin seemed to suddenly remember something: "When we were on a mission, we ate some unknown wild fruits and vegetables in the deep mountains."

Seeing that Lu Huailin didn't seem to be lying, Shen Yujie asked suspiciously, "What kind of wild fruits and vegetables?"

"How can your wounds look almost healed on the outside, but the deeper wounds have already healed?"

Lu Huailin suddenly thought of something and his heart tightened. When Gu Yihan fed him chicken soup, he only felt a little itchy in his wound and didn't pay attention to it.

Now it seems there's something wrong with that chicken soup, but Lu Huailin pretends not to notice Shen Yujie's expression of wanting to find out.

He said casually, "Who can say for sure what's in those deep mountains?"

"When you're hungry, as long as it's not poisonous and won't kill you, who can remember what they ate?"

Shen Yujie doesn't understand traditional Chinese medicine, but he knows that many seemingly inconspicuous medicinal herbs have unusual effects.

He guessed that Lu Huailin had stumbled upon it by accident, and he muttered resentfully, "How come you're so lucky?"

Shen Yujie worked quickly and skillfully, changing Lu Huailin's dressing and wrapping the bandage back on.

Gu Yihan was sitting on a bench in the aisle, discussing the effects of the spatial water with the little hamster using her consciousness when suddenly it went dark in front of her.

Shen Yujie's voice came from above: "Sister-in-law, you don't need to worry. Lu Huailin's wound is healing quite quickly."

"If you'd like, you can be discharged today. Go home and rest carefully. There shouldn't be any major problems."

"Healed very quickly?" Gu Yihan looked at Shen Yujie in front of her with a questioning look.

"Lu Huailin has been lucky since he was a child."

"He actually ate some unknown wild fruits, and the wild fruits accelerated the healing of his wounds," Shen Yujie said with a jealous look on his face.

Gu Yihan shuddered, then relaxed and said to Shen Yujie, "Dr. Shen, let Lu Huailin stay for a couple more days."

Shen Yujie carefully examined the other party, thinking that Gu Yihan would be reluctant to spend money to have Lu Huailin discharged from the hospital.

"Sister-in-law, I still have to make my rounds, I'll be going now." After saying that, Shen Yujie walked directly towards another ward.

He thought to himself, "He always felt that Gu Yihan was not good enough for Lu Huailin, but he didn't expect her to be so willing to give her up."

Gu Yihan pushed open the door to the ward and said softly to Lu Huailin, "Shen Yujie said your wound is healing very quickly, so you can go home and rest."

"I'd like to discuss this with you. Your surgery is so dangerous, why don't you stay in the hospital for a couple more days?"

Lu Huailin sat on the hospital bed, looking pitifully at Gu Yihan and said, "I'll do whatever you say. I'll stay as many days as my wife wants."

Lu Huailin then changed the subject, saying, "Wife, the chicken soup you made tastes really good. I want to drink more."

Gu Yihan seemed not to have noticed Lu Huailin's probing, and casually said, "That won't work, I can't make it taste this good anymore."

Lu Huailin asked casually, "Wife, are we out of ingredients at home?"

Gu Yihan looked at Lu Huailin with an expression that said, "You guessed right."

Then, Gu Yihan walked to the bedside table, took out a small bottle from the lunchbox bag, and handed it to Lu Huailin.

Lu Huailin reached out and took the small bottle, looking at Gu Yihan with a puzzled expression, and asked, "What's this?"

Gu Yihan looked back at Lu Huailin and said calmly, "I put the medicine from the small bottle in the chicken soup I made for you."

Gu Yihan gestured towards Lu Huailin's hand holding the small bottle, saying with her lips, "It's all gone inside, so I can't conjure it up again!"

Gu Yihan pretended to try to recall, then sighed and made up a story: "That was when I was nine years old. I went up the mountain and met a Taoist priest who had fainted from hunger."

“You know, in 1961, we had just survived a famine, and I took some food rations from my cellar and gave them to him.”

Gu Yihan pointed to the small bottle with her finger and said with an expression you could probably guess, "He gave this to me as a way of repaying him."

"The Taoist priest said it could save lives in critical moments, so I gave it to you."

After hearing Gu Yihan's words, Lu Huailin lowered his eyes and tightened his grip on the small bottle.

Regardless of whether the matter was true or false, or whether drinking the small bottle of medicine was real or not, Lu Huailin would treat it as real from now on.