"Acheng, long time no see. I heard you got married, congratulations!"

The man in the wheelchair was about thirty or forty years old. He had the elegant face of a scholar, but his eyes were sharper than an eagle's. At this moment, those bright eyes were filled with the joy of reunion after a long separation, and also a little bit of narrowness and playfulness.

"But, you don't have to show off your affection to me like this, right? Your sister-in-law came with me this time. Didn't she miscalculate?"

Ying Mingcheng turned sideways following his teasing gaze, and found Xiao Xi bending over and gasping for breath beside him. Then he remembered that he was still holding her hand!

Mu Huaixi had thought about breaking free, but Ying Mingcheng had handcuffed her fingers like a prisoner, and she couldn't get free no matter how many times she tried.

When she arrived at the destination, she thought she could finally get her hand away. As long as Ying Mingcheng let go of her hand, she would immediately turn around and run!

Who knew that Ying Mingcheng calmly took out their clasped hands, loosened his fingers slightly, and then clasped them again, but this time he put his hands behind his back, hiding their hands.

“…”

Even if Mu Huaixi didn't turn around, he could feel how many eyes were focused on their hands behind him. If there were a flash, I'm afraid that this "cover-up" hand-holding photo would be the headline of all media outlets tomorrow.

"Song Zhengxin, are you willing to come back? I thought you went to the sanatorium to enjoy yourself and didn't care about the life and death of us brothers."

Mu Huaixi had just run over and noticed Ying Mingcheng's excitement and anxiety. When she heard him speak, she raised her head in surprise. She actually heard a slight trembling in his voice.

Who exactly is Song Zhengxin?

"How could that be?" Song Zhengxin lowered his head and stroked the two photo frames in his arms. The two soldiers in the frames looked very young, even immature. "I still have to retire with my second son and little Erduo."

Ying Mingcheng's hand that was clasped with hers suddenly loosened. He took a step forward as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he pursed his lips, staring at the person in the photo frame, his eyes gradually turning red.

"Brother Song!"

"team leader!"

"Captain Song!"

More and more soldiers gathered together, and everyone was equally excited, admired, and felt sorry for him when they saw him.

Mu Huaixi pieced together Song Zhengxin's identity from everyone's chatter. He was the old captain of Ying Mingcheng and others, the respected Battalion Commander Song who cared about his soldiers, and the battalion commander that the independent battalion should have welcomed.

But he was seriously injured and has been confined to a wheelchair for almost a year.

As more and more people gathered, Mu Huaixi felt that it was no longer appropriate for her to stay here. She looked around and saw Sister Yu standing outside the court waving at her, so she hurried over.

"Xiao Mu, seeing that you two are so close, I'm relieved." Sister Yu winked at her. Seeing her face flush instantly, she smiled and took her hand. "Come, let me introduce you. This is Captain Song's lover, Pei Ru."

Pei Ru was dressed simply, but her elegant temperament was exactly the same as Song Zhengxin's. Her eyes were light in color, and she looked a little cold when she stared at people.

"Hello, Xiao Mu. I wish Comrade Ying and you a happy wedding. Lao Song and I have prepared a small gift. I hope you like it."

Mu Huaixi was a little surprised, but when she thought about the relationship between Ying Mingcheng and Song Zhengxin, she also showed goodwill to Pei Ru, "Okay, sister-in-law, I'll stay in the guesthouse and visit you after get off work."

She chatted with the two of them for a few minutes and then hurried to the health center. She was supposed to clean yesterday, but she was only allowed one day off, so she had to make up for it today.

But when she arrived at the clinic, the yard had been cleaned, the water tank was filled with water, and even several doors had been wiped, but there was no one in the yard.

Mu Huaixi's doubts lasted until Wang Xiaohua arrived. She turned the key of the big iron gate and walked in humming a little tune. Seeing her adding coal to the water, she was still a little puzzled. "Doctor Mu, why are you here so early? Have you rested well? Are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm much better."

Mu Huaixi poured her a cup of tea. Before she could ask, she heard Xiaohua eagerly claiming credit for someone else's work. "Why don't you rest a little longer? Yesterday, Deputy Battalion Commander Ying asked me to borrow the key to the main gate and said he would help you clean it up. Why are you here so early?"

Wang Xiaohua winked at her, cupping her face and praising her, "Deputy Battalion Commander Ying is truly a wonderful man!"

"A good man?" Mu Huaixi smiled and scratched her nose. "How many men have you met? How many do you think he ranks among the top?"

Wang Xiaohua wanted to refute, but after thinking about it, she felt that what she said made sense. The only people she could compare herself to were her father and her eldest brother. She nodded thoughtfully, "You're right. Then I'll give Deputy Battalion Commander Ying a ten-point bonus for now!"

Mu Huaixi was amused by her and laughed out loud. Wang Xiaohua is really a wonderful person.

Perhaps the story of the health center saving lives at the fair had spread, and there were a lot more people coming to see the doctor today than usual. There was even an older sister who came to see her because of her reputation, which made Mu Huaixi a little flattered.

As more and more older sisters came with gifts, Mu Huaixi's surprise turned into helplessness. These female comrades had pregnant women at home and hoped to invite her to their homes to take a look when they gave birth.

Although Mu Huaixi also wanted to help every pregnant woman, she knew that if she opened this door, she would probably have to rush around delivering babies every day in the future. Besides, she couldn't take away the work of midwives like Zhang Daxi!

She patiently explained everything to everyone, mentioning many things to pay attention to during pregnancy. She also promised that if anyone was concerned, they could bring the pregnant woman to the health center and she could help take her pulse.

After sending the last elder sister away, Mu Huaixi was already thirsty. She touched the enamel pot on the table, but found nothing. Just as she was about to stand up, she saw Li Fengjuan bringing her a teacup.

"Warm water, you can drink it directly."

Mu Huaixi smiled at her gratefully and drank the water in one gulp before she felt like she was alive again. Feng Juan, who had brought the water, did not leave. She shyly took out a filled notebook and handed it to her, "Doctor Mu, I've written down all the things you just said about pregnant women. If anyone asks in the future, I can help answer them. Would you like to take a look?"

"You're so attentive," Mu Huaixi exclaimed. She found her colleagues at the health center to be excellent: Xiaohua was lively, Fengjuan was meticulous, and Dr. Jiang was calm and reliable. She also generously shared her experiences with her colleagues, helping Fengjuan correct two mistakes and answering several of her questions.

In fact, nowadays, the biggest problem for pregnant women is malnutrition or unbalanced nutrition. Few people would eat their seven-month-old baby bigger than an eight-month-old baby like Li Erya.

She was just thinking about Li Erya when she heard Zhang Daxi's hearty laughter coming from outside the door, "Doctor Mu, Doctor Jiang, we are here to send you a happy occasion!"