But to Fu Ya's disappointment, the doctor's voice came: "I didn't expect this person to wake up first. Based on the vital signs, I thought it was one of our comrades who woke up first!"

Fu Ya couldn't hide the disappointment on her face. She leaned against the cold wall, seeking support.

Qing Xuanzi used his divine sense to look into the ward and saw that Rong Lianhu's little finger was trembling slightly, so he would probably wake up soon.

The doctors' conversation could be heard in the ward: "Although this patient's physical injuries are more severe, his brain injury is much less severe than that of our comrades, so it's not surprising that he woke up first."

Just then, a young female voice came: "Dr. Hu, I think I see our hero's fingers moving."

Upon hearing this, Fu Ya's body jolted. Almost instinctively, she grabbed Rong Zhigao's hand, her eyes fixed on the ward door, as if she could see Rong Lianhu walk out at any moment.

Everyone could sense Fu Ya's nervousness, and Qing Xuanzi whispered to comfort her, "Don't worry, it'll be soon."

Inside the ward, the doctors' voices became urgent.

"Quick, get the monitor ready, his vital signs are changing!" Dr. Hu's voice was tinged with excitement.

“Blood pressure is rising, and heart rate is increasing... These are signs that he is about to wake up!” another voice said.

Fu Ya's heart was pounding so hard she could almost hear it thumping in her ears.

Rong Zhigao and Rong Zhiyuan held each other's hands tightly, their eyes fixed on the ward door, afraid of missing any detail.

"He's awake! He's awake!" The young nurse's voice was filled with joy, clearly infected by this exciting moment.

Twenty minutes later, the door to the ward was opened from the inside, and Dr. Hu walked out, covered in sweat, with a hint of fatigue on his face, but more so with relief.

He saw Fu Ya and the children and smiled slightly: "Deputy Commander Rong has woken up, but he is still very weak. I don't recommend that you go to see him."

"Observe for another day. If everything is fine tomorrow, you can be transferred to a regular ward."

Upon hearing these words, Fu Ya burst into tears, and she barely managed to stay inside, using all her strength.

She murmured, "It's good that he's awake, it's good that he's awake! Let's not disturb his rest."

Then, she made a surprising move, shouting into the ward, "Lianhu, my child and I are waiting for you outside. You must get better soon!"

Her voice was choked with emotion, yet filled with joy and strength.

Upon hearing their mother's words, Rong Zhigao and Rong Zhiyuan also called out, "Dad, we're all here, waiting for you to come out!"

Their voices were young, yet filled with longing and anticipation for their father.

Although Rong Jiaojiao didn't quite understand what was happening, seeing everyone so excited, she also called out in her childish voice, "Daddy, baby is waiting for you!"

Her voice was soft and sweet, yet it brought tears to the eyes of everyone present.

Inside the ward, Rong Lianhu's eyes were moist, and his mouth moved but he couldn't speak.

He thought to himself, "I'm still alive, and I can still hear my wife and children's voices. How wonderful!"

The doctors and nurses stood at the door, watching the family's actions, and were also moved.

He nodded slightly and said, "Don't worry, Deputy Commander Rong has woken up and he will hear you."

Fu Ya rubbed her face and gave a genuine smile: "Thank you, Dr. Hu, thank you for taking care of me."

Dr. Hu waved his hand: "This is what we should do. Deputy Commander Rong is a hero, and it's everyone's good fortune that he was saved. Don't worry too much, he needs quiet and rest now."

Fu Ya nodded, took Rong Zhigao and Rong Zhiyuan's hands, and said softly, "Let's go back and let Dad get some rest. We'll see him tomorrow."

Although reluctant, Rong Zhigao and Rong Zhiyuan nodded.

Back at the guesthouse, Fu Ya didn't go back to her room. Instead, she went to ask a staff member if she could borrow a stove.

Seeing her smiling face, the waiter asked with a smile, "Are you Comrade Fu Ya? You're the injured comrade's lover, right?"

Fu Ya was taken aback, then realized that this was a military guesthouse, and understood that although this person was just a waitress here, she might have been a soldier herself, or at the very least, a military dependent.

Seeing her in a daze, the waiter explained, "It's the Lunar New Year, and after your husband was brought here, we also learned some of his story."

It was actually because she knew Li Yunhua that she knew the hero who was sent there was the one who saved them.

Fu Ya smiled and nodded. The waiter continued, "We have two small kitchens here, specially reserved for families like yours."

"But there's still a fee. It's in the back courtyard. If you need it, I'll take you there now."

Fu Ya nodded gratefully: "Yes, thank you so much."

The waiter waved his hand and said, "You're welcome. Your husband was injured for the country and the people. We are honored to be able to do something for you."

A warm feeling welled up in Fu Ya's heart, which made her feel a sense of warmth amidst her exhaustion.

She followed the waiter to the small kitchen in the backyard, where she saw that although it was simple, it was fully equipped with pots, pans, and utensils.

The waiter helped her bring out everything she needed and carefully showed her how to turn on the stove and use the faucet.

"Comrade Fu, if you need anything, please call me anytime. I'm on duty at the front of the building." After saying this, the waiter smiled and left.

Fu Ya also went out and went back to tell Qing Xuanzi about borrowing the kitchen.

"Brother Qingxuan, I've borrowed the kitchen. I brought food coupons and meat coupons from home. I'm going to buy some ingredients in a little while and we'll cook for ourselves."

Qing Xuanzi waved his hand and said, "There's no need to buy them. I have some with me. I'll go out for a walk in a bit and bring them back when I come back."

"Thank you, Brother Qingxuan!"

She had nothing to thank Qing Xuanzi with, so she could only express her gratitude in her heart and in words.

Qing Xuanzi waved his hand dismissively and turned to Rong Zhigao and Rong Zhiyuan, saying, "Even if you don't practice martial arts, you still need to stretch. Otherwise, if you stop for two days, you'll feel sore all over when you exercise again."

Rong Zhigao and Rong Zhiyuan exchanged a glance and nodded. They knew all this, but they hadn't trained yesterday because they were worried about their father.

"Alright, Uncle Qingxuan, let's go exercise now."

Rong Zhigao said, and then led his younger brother toward the courtyard of the guesthouse.

There's an open space in the yard, which is usually used to air out quilts, but it's perfect for their physical training.

Qing Xuanzi handed Rong Jiaojiao to Fu Ya. Fu Ya reached out her hand, and then Qing Xuanzi said, "Take Jiaojiao to see the two boys. I'm going out for a walk."

Rong Jiaojiao immediately withdrew her hand from her mother's side, but still clung tightly to Qing Xuanzi's neck, saying, "Father, go away, baby, go away!"