Military Region Hospital
Hong Xing led Jiang Wanqing towards the ward, but because he was anxious, he accidentally bumped into someone on the way.
Qiao Xuemei took a breath. It was common for patients' family members to bump into her while she was running around in the hospital. She had intended to just give them a few words of advice and let it go, but when she looked up and saw that it was Jiang Wanqing, she was furious.
"It's you again! Nothing good ever comes out of your presence, Jiang Wanqing, are you a jinx reincarnated?!"
Her eyes were red and swollen, as if she hadn't had a good rest, and she rubbed the spot where she had been hit.
Jiang Wanqing frowned. She had more important things to do right now, and it was indeed she who bumped into the other person. Not wanting to get carried away with words, she quickly apologized and started walking forward.
"sorry."
"Stop right there!" Qiao Xuemei stopped her. "Aren't you in the countryside? What are you doing here?"
“Dr. Qiao, you’re wrong. Your sister-in-law is Battalion Commander Cheng’s legal wife. He’s seriously injured now, so of course she should come as a family member.”
Hong Xing spoke up for her, and Jiang Wanqing had no other thoughts but to see Cheng Ran as soon as possible. However, Qiao Xuemei did not want her to have an easy time and pressed her step by step.
"Hmph, so what if she's a legal wife? What good can she do? Can she perform surgery on Battalion Commander Cheng or wake him up? He doesn't need a burden!"
These words were extremely harsh. To say that Jiang Wanqing was a burden in front of her directly showed an arrogant and condescending attitude.
The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Hung Hing really wanted to shut up Qiao Xuemei's mouth that was spouting nonsense.
However, Jiang Wanqing showed no weakness whatsoever. She stepped forward and straightened the collar of Qiao Xuemei's white coat.
"I'm not a doctor and can't give professional advice, but Dr. Qiao, you are. Judging from your appearance, curing Cheng Ran must be no problem for you, right?"
With just a few words, she was placed on a high pedestal, and Qiao Xuemei couldn't come down.
"I...of course I can cure Battalion Commander Cheng! I'll show him who's truly useful to him, and you can just wait to be kicked out!"
"Oh, then I wish you all the best in achieving your dreams. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."
Jiang Wanqing chuckled, patted Qiao Xuemei's shoulder, and rushed to Cheng Ran's ward before Qiao Xuemei could react.
"Dr. Qiao, don't go back on your word! Our Battalion Commander Cheng is waiting for you to save him!"
Disapproving of her behavior, Hung Hing retorted, making Qiao Xuemei so angry that her mouth twisted in anger. She stomped her feet twice to force herself to calm down.
It's alright. Regardless of whether Cheng Ran recovers in the short term or not, she has a way to make Jiang Wanqing tuck her tail between her legs and go back to where she came from!
Upon arriving at the ward door, Jiang Wanqing and Hong Xing were prevented from entering. The doctor stopped them and briefly explained the situation.
"Which one of you is a family member?"
"I! I am his wife." Jiang Wanqing stepped forward, her expression worried and anxious.
She thought that sending that letter would at least give Cheng Ran a 80% chance of escaping disaster, so how could the same thing happen again...? She couldn't understand it.
"Then come with me."
“Sister-in-law, you go ahead, I’ll stay here and keep watch,” Hongxing said.
She nodded and followed the doctor to the office. The old-fashioned wooden chair creaked as soon as she sat down, just like her chaotic state of mind.
"Doctor, how is my husband?"
"Fortunately, his life is not in danger, but because the injury was so severe, the recovery will be very difficult."
"At least she's alive!" Jiang Wanqing breathed a slight sigh of relief. The letter had worked, that was good...
"Thank you, doctor. I will take good care of him until he recovers."
The doctor was somewhat surprised when he heard her words and saw her sincere and earnest eyes.
"Comrade, you're so good to your husband. I heard from Dr. Qiao that you two haven't been married long and that you don't have a strong emotional foundation. But it seems that's not the case at all, haha..."
As for feelings, they aren't that deep. At least for now, Jiang Wanqing's feelings are entirely out of concern and care for her collaborators. However, given Qiao Xuemei's rampant gossip, it seems she has no choice but to deal with it.
She lowered her brows and smiled: "As you know, my husband is a soldier. Neither of us is good at expressing our emotions, which may have led to misunderstandings."
“I see. That makes sense. I’ve treated so many soldiers, and many of them are indeed not good at expressing their feelings, hahaha… But that doesn’t stop you from being in love. In that case, comrade, if it’s convenient for you, you can pack your things and come over to keep me company today.”
"good."
After talking with the doctor, Jiang Wanqing returned to the ward door, where Hong Xing was waiting for her.
"Sister-in-law, what did the doctor say?"
"His life is not in danger, but he will recover slowly."
"Thank goodness..." Hong Xing patted his chest: "In that case, it's fine not to tell Battalion Commander Cheng's parents for now."
"Hmm? Aren't you going to inform his parents?"
"Oh, sister-in-law, you don't know this. This is what Battalion Commander Cheng instructed me before he went on the mission. If he dies, send his ashes back to his home in Beijing. If he doesn't die, don't say anything, so as not to worry his family."
Well, that's something Cheng Ran would do, but anyway, it was quite a close call. His parents... probably already know.
Jiang Wanqing asked Hong Xing to go to the family compound to pack his things, while she stayed with him at the hospital.
She never expected that she would meet Cheng Ran's comrade-in-arms and superior under such circumstances.
His superiors and comrades were very worried about his injury and came to inquire about his condition and visit him one after another. Jiang Wanqing was the one who received him, and she quickly became known to everyone.
That evening, Jiang Wanqing followed the doctor's instructions and gently wiped his body, bandaging and immobilizing the injured areas, moving with utmost care.
The doctor said he would wake up when the anesthesia wore off, but there was still no movement. I couldn't help but drift off while wiping him down.
She wiped away the bloodstains little by little from his chest downwards, when suddenly she heard a muffled groan, and Cheng Ran's hoarse voice rang out.
"Don't move, cough cough..."
"You're awake? Are you feeling unwell?" She quickly stopped what she was doing and tried to call a doctor for him.
He slowly opened his eyes and shook his head: "It's nothing... just take your hand away."
"ah?"
Jiang Wanqing was stunned for a moment. Looking down, she realized that she had unknowingly rubbed her lower abdomen. She bit her tongue, feeling a little embarrassed. She never expected to wake him up in this way, and she didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.
However, this also proves that despite the injury, his basic abilities were not impaired...
"Sorry, I was distracted for a moment. How are you feeling now?"
He recovered and kept his eyes fixed on her, a smile slowly spreading across his lips.
"It feels...good. It's so good to see you again."
Jiang Wanqing gave a wry smile that looked like both a cry and a laugh.
"It's best if you're alright."
Give me your hand.
She frowned in confusion, but did as she was told. His hand was injured and he couldn't move it much, so she placed her hand in his palm. The next second, he held it tightly, and the pounding on her chest gradually subsided.
"Let's have our wedding ceremony when I'm better."
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