The nurse standing in the room was indeed pretty, with a slightly upturned nose, tall figure, and she stood with great grace.

In comparison, Wen Xin is of average height, about 165cm, but she has good skin all over her body, good measurements and proportions, and when she stands next to Yan Zeyang, they have the cutest height difference.

The most important thing is that although she is a little small, it is easier for her to act coquettishly when she is small. She can find all kinds of excuses not to work in front of Yama, such as I can't reach this thing, please help me. I can't lift this, please help me. I don't have the strength, please carry me.

She said these words easily to Yan Zeyang, which gave him the impression that she was too delicate and could not do some tiring work, so she acted like a spoiled child. Yan Zeyang thought it was normal and usually wanted to take better care of her. When he went home, he did everything he could.

What if she is tall and strong, about 1.70 to 1.75 meters tall, would she still have the nerve to pretend to be weak? Her towering height alone is enough to sweep away all the short men. But if she tries to act like a petite girl, it's hard to do that because of her size.

The nurse in front of her was at least 1.7 meters tall. Comparison between women is easy to spot. Your strengths and my weaknesses can be compared immediately.

She silently measured the other person's legs. Her legs were at least as wide as a belt longer than hers. What's so great about that? If you have the ability, you can be a Mount Everest taller than me.

Looking at the dazzling smile on the nurse's face, the hospital cafeteria food in her hands that could be fed, and the sweet smile and pretentious voice, "Captain Yan, your hands are not convenient, and Xiao Wang is not here, so let me feed you today."

Wen Xin: “…”

Shall I feed you? How can you say such words?

Wen Xin stood at the door of the ward, with disheveled hair and wrapped in a coat, staring at the nurse and the person lying on the bed.

Then I heard the person on the bed reply in a low, weak voice, "No, please ask Nurse Fan to call Xiao Wang over."

Perhaps her gaze was too intense. When the nurse heard the person on the bed say this, the smile on her face paused and her expression became a little lost. Then she suddenly turned around and saw the person standing at the door.

Her long hair seemed to have run in the wind, and was draped slightly behind her. Her face was as white as jade, and the big, watery eyes like black grapes were staring at her. Her lips were as red as fire. Perhaps she had a little heat in her body, and the skin on her lips was a little dry.

She was wearing a bright blue coat with a belt around her waist, pointed leather boots on her feet, and a beige velvet scarf loosely wrapped around her neck, which made her face look even smaller. She was holding a square suitcase in her hands, and she was so beautifully dressed that she looked like a movie star.

The nurse was obviously stunned for a moment, and then she saw the woman at the door, who walked in with her head held high and chest puffed out. Her small leather shoes with high heels made rhythmic and crisp sounds on the ground, and each sound engraved in people's hearts.

Wen Xin came in after hearing what Yan Mo Tou said. If he hadn’t said that, she would have really turned around and left.

When I came here, I thought he was suffering here, and the situation in the disaster area must be very bad, so I thought the situation here might be particularly difficult and he was suffering a lot. So when she heard that someone was injured and needed her care, she immediately packed some clothes and toiletries, said hello to Liu Erhu and his wife, and rushed over directly from the train.

What's the result?

He lives in a separate intensive care unit on the fourth floor. The walls are painted snow-white, as are the sheets and quilts. There are various malted milk nutritional supplements and fresh fruits on the cabinets.

That’s fine, but there’s also a beautiful nurse in the tidy ward who feeds me with her own hands. How can that be considered a big deal?

Since he is living so comfortably, why did I have to worry all the way here? I might as well take the train back in the afternoon.

Wen Xin walked in with a cold little face. She didn't even look at the nurse and went straight to the bed, wanting to see how badly the person on the bed was injured. She could only see the quilt and the bed from the door.

"Student, this is the intensive care unit. Who are you looking for?" The nurse came over quickly and tried to stop her.

"I'll go find him." Wen Xin carried the box in her hand, walked around her and went to the bedside. She saw the person lying on the bed with his eyes closed, a wound on his cheek, and a bandage all over his chest. He was motionless and his face was very pale. Wen Xin felt her heart pounding and tightening as she looked at him.

Perhaps he was too weak. He kept his eyes closed when he heard footsteps. He opened them only when he heard voices. Then he saw Wen Xin standing in front of the bed, staring at the wounds on his body with her big eyes, silently. Her eyes were red, and there were two tears rolling around in her eye sockets. They didn't fall, but she looked even more pitiful.

"Why are you here? Who asked you to come? Why are you crying?" Yama frowned and lay on the hospital bed unable to move, but he did not forget to scold her.

Huayang is not close to Huzhou. The disaster in Pushan was quite serious this time. When it happened, orders were given from above, and a large number of local troops, a tank division, field troops, armored troops and medical teams rushed to the disaster area.

The headquarters, various military branches, and more than 30 troops rushed over from all directions. Even so, it still took a day to arrive. If they took the train, it would take at least a day and a night. The place was already chaotic, and there were aftershocks in the past few days. He didn't call back because he didn't want to make Wen Xin worry, and he didn't want her to take such a long train to see him.

Are trains safe? Others may not know, but he must know that the first place where desperate robbers start is the routes of trains and trucks. Once they encounter them, they will show no mercy. In the past, men were basically killed, and women were even worse. Once Wen Xin came rashly and encountered such a thing on the road...

Yan Zeyang couldn't even imagine it. He was already very weak, having just finished surgery. But when he saw Wen Xin, his eyes widened and he scolded her so much that he even had the energy to speak.

When the nurse heard how excited he was, she hurried over and said, "Captain Yan just had surgery two days ago and has just passed the critical period. He needs some quiet time. You should leave this comrade and let him rest."

"Why should I go out? I'll stay here. I'm his relative." Wen Xin put the box on the ground, unbuttoned her coat, and sat down on the stool beside the bed, looking like she couldn't be driven away.

Nurse: "..." Yan Zeyang didn't make things difficult for Nurse Fan. He just said, "This is my girlfriend. She came to see me." He briefly explained, then suppressed his anger and looked at Wen Xin: "This is Nurse Fan, who was assigned by the hospital to take care of me during my hospitalization."

Then he said to Nurse Fan, "Nurse Fan, please go and do your work during this time. There is no need to ask Xiao Wang to come over."

Nurse Fan forced a smile after hearing this. "Okay, then Captain Yan, please pay attention to your emotions and don't get too excited. If anything happens, just pull the bell rope at the head of the bed and I'll be there right away. I'll be out first." After saying that, she glanced at Wen Xin who was sitting on the stool.

Wen Xin didn't even glance at her. She was staring at Yan Zeyang's fingers lying on the hospital bed. His fingers were wrapped in gauze, like a mummy. What happened? Is the finger missing? Otherwise, why would it be wrapped like this? But the book doesn't say that he is disabled. Could it be that this is the case because the plot of the book has been changed?

She looked at the wound and felt a little sad. After looking at it for a while, tears began to fall.

When Yan Zeyang saw her crying, he wanted to get up immediately, but he forgot about his injury. When he moved his shoulder, he hissed in pain. His shoulder was seriously injured. He had surgery to remove several steel plates two days ago. Yan Zeyang was sweating in pain. Looking at Wen Wen who was sitting there nervously and kept asking him if it hurt and not to move, he actually comforted the person sitting beside the bed, "It's okay, this is nothing. I can't be like this no matter how serious it is. Why are you crying? Don't cry. Your face is all red. It doesn't look good..."

He didn't have the energy to speak before, but now that he has seen his partner, he feels much better. Nurse Fan was watching from the side, she bit her lip and turned to leave.

When she walked out and closed the door, she heard Captain Yan, who was always rude to her, whispering in a coaxing tone, "Don't cry, okay? I'm fine. Have you eaten? There's food on the table. Eat some..."

…

Nurse Fan returned to the nurses' station with a grim look on her face. A nurse next to her was looking around and combing her hair with a mirror. She was not on night shift today, so she could go home early and go out for a walk with her partner.

"What's wrong, Fan Yingying? Are you angry? Did the special nurse lose his temper with you?" asked the nurse who was combing her hair.

"No." Fan Yingying replied gloomily.

"Then why do you look so unhappy?" The nurse put the mirror in her pocket and asked her in a low voice, "What's the name of the young and promising team leader who is in charge of the special nursing department on the fourth floor? I heard that he is still unmarried. You should seize this good opportunity. How are you these days?"

Huayang First Hospital is a well-known large hospital in the local area. It has a specially established intensive care unit. Everyone in the hospital knows who is in the intensive care unit. Either he is a hero or he has a background. I heard that the person who came in a few days ago has a background and is a hero. The nurses in the hospital are all looking forward to taking care of him.

Who doesn't admire heroes? There are many people who want to marry heroes, and they also have some selfish motives because the hero has a good background.

Is it not uncommon for nurses to marry high-ranking military officers? It is because of the feelings generated by contact that we can get what we want. After all, when people are hurt and helpless, their emotions are at their most vulnerable, and the chances of success are very high.

Fan Yingying was assigned to that task. When she saw that the man had an injured face but still looked heroic and handsome like an officer, she was immediately attracted to him.

I've been going there quite frequently these past two days.

The nurse next to her looked at Fan Yingying, who sometimes even ran to the nurses' station and acted unhappy. The young nurse was a bit gossipy, so she took advantage of the fact that no one was around to ask her a few questions.

"Don't mention it. Captain Yan has a girlfriend." Fan Yingying was also very upset. The medical record clearly stated that he was unmarried, but who knew that he already had a girlfriend.

"How do you know?" The nurse immediately became interested and came up to Fan Yingying and asked.

Fan Yingying put the book in her hand on the table in annoyance, "How else can I know? Did they chase me?"

"What? His girlfriend is here? When? In the intensive care unit? How is she? What does she look like?"

Fan Yingying said impatiently, "That's it. You know what? When she saw Captain Yan's injury, she was so scared that she started crying. Captain Yan had to comfort her. I don't know why Captain Yan fell in love with such a useless woman who was a hindrance."

…

Wen Xin was in the room, holding a spoon and feeding Yan Motou lying on the hospital bed like she was feeding a child.

He didn't really want to eat because his wound hurt a lot. He didn't say anything about the pain, but he felt very restless inside and had no appetite at all. It was only when he saw Wen Xin coming that he felt a little more energetic. Wen Xin sat by the bed and coaxed him into feeding him a few bites.

In desperation, she fed him a few mouthfuls with a spoon, then pretended to eat a bite with chopsticks, and then fed him with a spoon again. With someone accompanying him, he would eat a little.

In the end, there was still more than half left, so Wen Xin had to pour some water, feed him two mouthfuls, and then sat back down on the bed. Yan Mo looked haggard and his eyes were complicated. He squinted his eyes, raised his injured hand, and placed it on Wen Xin's hand on the bedside.

There were countless layers of gauze between them. The warm little hand held hers, leaning close to him and asking, "What do you want to say?"

He looked at Wen Xin for a while, and then he uttered something incoherently: "I was wrong before, Wen Xin, I still have a motherland to defend, and I still have people to protect..."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and fell asleep under her gaze.

Maybe others didn’t understand, but Wen Xin actually understood what he said at that moment.

What is transmigrating into a book, what is the world, what is the novel? He struggled too much with these empty ideas and once lost the goal of life. However, after experiencing this purification of life, he saw the joy of the rescued people after the disaster and the despair when their loved ones died. He also felt the tragedy of the splendor and silence of life and death, heard the helpless cries, and saw many soldiers who, in order to save a person, had their fingernails peeled off and their flesh and blood blurred, but still held on to their beliefs.

Some people were injured but still showed up at the disaster site, and some even sacrificed their precious lives...

At that moment, only those who have experienced it personally understand that no matter what world one is in, everyone's life is extremely precious. He has something to protect, has the belief to struggle, and understands that life is hard-earned and must be cherished.

…

Wen Xin sat for a while, and while he was asleep, she went out to look for Xiao Wang, whom Yan Zeyang had told her about, because she had something to discuss with him.

Now more than ten days have passed since the disaster occurred in the disaster area. Basically all those who can be rescued have been rescued. What remains is to search for survivors and clean up the bodies. There are more than 70 medical teams and thousands of people in the disaster area this time. There is no water, no food, and no sufficient medicines. In the later period, they all relied on airplanes to transport them. The conditions were very difficult.

Now that a lot of troops have been evacuated, the reconstruction of the disaster-stricken areas needs long-term planning.

Xiao Wang was specially arranged to take care of Captain Yan, but there was a nurse in the ward these days, so Xiao Wang did not stay in the ward. After learning that the girl in front of him was Captain Yan's partner, Xiao Wang opened his mouth wide. He didn't know which unit she was temporarily transferred from. He was not very clear about the situation and thought that Captain Yan had no partner. After all, he hadn't seen any partner come to the hospital for several days, otherwise the nurse would stay in the ward every day as if she was clinging to him. Wen Xin found him. She had to ask about Yan Zeyang's injury. "What happened to him? What did the attending doctor say?"

Xiao Wang knew about this. He said, "Many troops were rescuing people at the time. There was a city committee building that was particularly dangerous, but there were people inside, so the regiment commander and his men went in. As a result, one side of the building collapsed while they were rescuing people. Commander Yan was holding the person who had survived, and if he let go, the person would be dead. So he didn't dodge when something fell, and he was hit hard. His shoulders and back were injured, and several pieces of steel were stuck in there. The doctor said the location was quite dangerous, but the surgery has been done. It's now the third day after the surgery, and the wound is the most painful."

“That hand…”

"There were too many people, and we didn't have any tools. Saving people was the most important thing, so we dug it out with our hands..."

Wen Xin: “…”

He is at least a regimental-level cadre, so why did he get arrested himself?

Probably seeing Wen Xin's doubts, the little Wang said, "The situation is too dire, and there is a shortage of manpower. Even the battalion commander and instructor have been asked to help."

…

She also asked Xiao Wang where the hospital cafeteria was.

Huayang Hospital has a total of four floors, and the fourth floor is a intensive care floor. The cafeteria does not occupy the hospital's area, but is located next to the hospital, in a bungalow. Wen Xin went to get dinner. The dishes and rice were quite complete, and the patient meals looked good, but when she ate it before, she found that the taste was not good. The rice was very hard, and she had to soak it in water if she wanted to make it softer. The porridge was also boiled for too long, and she didn't know what was going on, so it was very mushy, like porridge.

No wonder Yama didn’t like to eat. He had a poor appetite due to his illness, and the food was not to his taste.

Wen Xin, who had high requirements for food, was not very satisfied with the patient dishes she got, but there was nothing she could do. After all, the hospital was not as convenient as home. She looked around the hospital and wondered if there was a place where she could rent a stove. It would be best if she could prepare a special meal for Yan Mo Tou.

Wouldn’t it be better to get better faster if you eat well? Seeing him lying weakly on the bed, she felt a little uncomfortable and missed the demon head who used to scold her behind her every day.

When Wen Xin returned with the meal, Yan Mo Tou was lying on the bed. He looked over immediately. He fell asleep quickly, but after closing his eyes for a short while, he woke up in pain. Then he couldn't see Wen Xin anymore. He couldn't move or get out of bed. He was very anxious. He was in an unfamiliar place. What if this silly woman got lost? That feeling of powerlessness is heart-burning and lung-burning.

This time, when he saw Wen Xin coming back, he glared at her again and asked angrily, "Where have you been?"

"I'm going to buy you some food. There are some delicious dishes, such as fried eggs with dried shrimps." But the eggs were a little overcooked.

"I don't want to eat!" Yama got angry. He had been anxious for such a long time and was so angry that it would be strange for him to have a good temper.

"Didn't I see you were asleep? So I didn't disturb you. I will definitely tell you where I'm going when I go out again." Wen Xin comforted him perfunctorily, then opened the lunch box.

"I don't want to eat." Yan Zeyang said firmly.

Wen Xin put something in the spoon, which was not sure whether it was rice or rice paste, towards his mouth, but he turned his face away and refused to take a bite. When she provoked him, he moved, and every movement pulled the wound. He groaned in pain and broke out in a sweat.

She didn't dare to feed him. This devil was so angry after being injured. He closed his eyes and acted weak in front of the nurse before, but when he came to her, his eyes were wide open and he was very uncooperative.

But the food in the cafeteria was really not tasty, and she was a little worried.

"Then tell me what you want to do? Does your hand hurt? Is your arm sore? Let me massage it for you." Wen Xin had never taken care of a patient before, and she didn't know how to do it. She wondered if he was always lying in bed, feeling depressed and hurt from his wounds, which was why he was so angry? The most she could do was not to argue with him.

After Wen Xin asked this, Yan Zeyang moved his legs, glanced at Wen Xin, and said after a long while: "I haven't showered for three days after the operation..."

He didn't continue talking after that.

But it's warm enough to understand.

Yan Zeyang is good at housekeeping and clean himself. If he doesn't wash for three days, he must feel sore all over. How can he bear this? He saved people before and forgot himself, but now, when he is awake, lying on the bed motionless, the stickiness makes him feel uncomfortable. It's okay for that Xiao Wang to ask him to pass something or buy a meal, but a rough man would never think of this, and Yan Zeyang's personality makes him not say this.

It was even more impossible for him to bring this up to the young nurse.

Fortunately, warmth came.

Otherwise, if his mysophobia got triggered, he would be miserable for days.

When Wen Xin saw his awkward look, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Yama's face immediately turned dark and he stared at her.

"Then let me wipe you carefully. You haven't washed for three days. Look how smelly you are." She teased him in a warm and relaxed tone. Sure enough, Yan Damu's face turned darker.

The intensive care unit is great like this, it has everything, it is quiet with few people, and you can enjoy your own private room.

If this happened in an ordinary ward with several beds, it would be inappropriate for an unmarried person like Wen Xin to do such an extraordinary thing as giving the baby a bath. However, there were not many people in the intensive care room, and with the door closed, no one could see it. If no one saw it, and the two of them were alone in the room, no one would say anything. After all, one of them was so seriously injured that there was no gossip at all.

There was a kettle in the room, filled with hot water. Wen Xin poured some into the basin, added some cold water, and wrung a clean towel in it until the water was slightly hot.

Then she took off her outer coat, wearing only a soft yellow wide-collared sweater. She walked over and wiped Yan Zeyang's face with a towel as he lay on the bed. There were traces of sweat on his face, all from the pain. She carefully loosened the pillow he was using to comfort his neck and make it fluffy, then she gently wiped his face with a towel.

After all, she was a woman, so careful and gentle. She wiped the wound on his face gently, avoiding the wound on his face. Yan Zeyang looked straight at the woman in front of him who was wiping his face carefully. She was so delicate and gentle, just like what he had in mind.

She wiped his forehead, nose, and eyes, and then said to him, "Close your eyes..." The breath as sweet as orchid fanned on Yan Zeyang's face. Yan Zeyang was very obedient at this time. He did whatever Wen Xin asked him to do. Wen Xin specially wiped his eyelashes, which made Yan Zeyang feel very comfortable. He also wiped her ears, wiping the ear holes for a while, and behind the ears, not leaving out any dead corners. He made Yama feel relieved and looked at her with squinted eyes.

After wiping her face, she went to wash the towel and came back to take a look. She knew that the wounds on her upper body could not be washed as there were still bandages wrapped there. She could only gently wipe her neck and exposed arms for a while, which would make her feel more comfortable.

Then I wiped her legs under the quilt.

Although the room was warm, she was still afraid that he would catch a cold, so she just wiped the sweat off his face and didn't want him to get cold.

Although the two were already husband and wife, Yan Mo had never been served like this before. He felt a little embarrassed and said nothing, but his eyes kept following Wen Xin's movements, watching her busying around him.

He was originally in a bad mood because of the pain, but when he saw Wen Nuan busy in front of him, he felt warm in his heart, and suddenly he had a feeling that he also had a home, a family, and a wife.

Giving someone a bath is not an easy job. Wen Xin wiped his two long legs until she was so tired that sweat appeared on her forehead. After wiping and washing the towel, she planned to put his loose hospital pants back on.

As soon as she picked up her pants, Yan Zeyang suddenly coughed.

She gave him a puzzled look.

"There," he said.

"Um?"

"Wipe there too!"