There are three beds in this ward, and three people live together. When Jiang Xia woke up, the person living next to him also stood up to take a look, and then started to chat with him enthusiastically.

"Comrade, you don't know how scary this soldier looked when he brought you to the hospital a few days ago. He looked as if the sky had fallen and was extremely panicked. When the doctor examined you, he just stood there with a fierce and cold face. We were all a little scared."

"The comrade behind you is running around the hospital, getting you medicine, feeding you water, and filling the hot water bag to warm your hands at the right time. He also stops by the water room to fill the thermos with hot water for us every time." An auntie wearing a cotton-padded jacket sitting on the bed next to him spoke.

"Yes, he has been guarding next to him all the time. He hardly closed his eyes for the past two days. He just closed his eyes for a while. We persuaded him to take a rest and we would look after him. Otherwise, if he fell ill, how would we continue to take care of him?" Another middle-aged aunt next to them spoke, her eyes full of envy.

"You're nothing like my husband. Whenever I was sick, I came to the hospital by myself. He was very busy and had no time to see me and take care of me. I had to run up and down the hospital by myself. He said I only had a minor illness and he didn't have any sympathy for me." She sighed and glanced at Jiang Xia.

When she looked up at Jiang Xia, there was a hint of surprise and wonder in her eyes.

What a pretty little girl! Before, the girl didn't wake up, so they couldn't stick their heads out to see what she looked like. Now that Jiang Xia has woken up, they take a look at her. She is a pretty little girl with smooth, white and tender skin and watery eyes.

With a frown, not to mention the men, even the women seemed a little soft-hearted, and had to speak in a gentler tone for fear of scaring the girl.

She is sick. She doesn't look very well and looks sick. How pretty she must be normally. She looks like a delicate city girl who has never suffered any hardship. Now she is in such a state that she has to go to the hospital. She is so pitiful.

Before, she thought Jiang Xia was lucky to have met a good man, but now she realized that the lucky part was this soldier comrade. How could such a fierce and rough man have such a good-looking partner?

"Little girl, are you hungry? I have some fruit here. It's called an apple. It tastes crispy and sweet. My family brought some to see me last time. They said they bought it from the supply and marketing department. It's hard to buy." The aunt slowed down her voice and looked at Jiang Xia. She reached into the net bag in her enamel basin and took out an apple.

This apple looks big and red, and looks very fresh and delicious.

The auntie wearing a red cotton-padded jacket next to her stared at the scene with wide eyes and was unhappy.

"Wang Qilan, before I said I wanted to try it, but you wouldn't give me a single bite and hid it like a treasure. It was only after I kept nagging you for a long time that you took out a thin, tiny piece and cut it for me. Why are you so generous now?"

It was obvious that they knew each other and were familiar with each other's personalities. Wang Qilan's husband was not bad and had a good family background, but Wang Qilan herself was born in the countryside and had suffered a lot in the past. Even though she had some money on hand now, she was still very frugal and stingy in doing things. It was the first time she saw the other party being so generous.

This apple is a good thing, not only is it hard to buy, but it is also expensive. People in the countryside don’t even know what an apple is. Only people in dual-income families in the city are willing to spend money to buy it.

"I'd love to." Wang Qilan specially picked a big and juicy apple for Jiang Xia. She glanced at Jiang Xia's thin and small face the size of a palm. The little girl was suffering, she was too thin, and she needed to be taken good care of.

"Take it and ask your man to peel it for you and cut it into pieces so that it is easy to eat. You eat the meat and he eats the core." Wang Qilan said.

"Thank you." Jiang Xia held the apple in her palm. She had eaten apples before, but not every meal. Now that supplies were scarce, it was hard to buy and the price was not cheap. Compared with apples in later generations, apples these days were bigger, redder, sweeter and crisper.

Jiang Xia gave the apple to Lu Yuanting and asked him to wash it and cut it into small pieces.

Wang Qilan liked Jiang Xia even more when she heard Jiang Xia thanking her obediently.

She sighed in her heart.

If her girl hadn't been lost, she would have grown this big now.