Chapter 73 Very Sick (Second Update) (Added 1,000 words)
Lu Chenyuan had already shut up, knowing the interest.
Song Shengsheng still had a bad expression on her face and said something very impolite: "It's not impossible to do this."
She fell, adding another patient and further delaying things.
Lu Chenyuan felt that he was crazy for talking to her just now. He was so angry that he wanted to laugh, but couldn't.
Song Shengsheng then said seriously, "But it would be best if Captain Lu stayed to take care of her. Even if he has rough hands and feet, he can learn. No one is born to be a babysitter."
Lu Chenyuan's face turned gloomy and he wanted to leave.
Fu Cheng had a smile on his lips. He held her hand and saw Lu Chenyuan's face turned black with anger. The curve of his mouth deepened even more.
He said: "What Shengsheng said makes sense."
Fu Cheng looked at Lu Chenyuan calmly: "Otherwise, I'll have to trouble Captain Lu."
Lu Chenyuan deeply felt that neither of the couple was a good person.
Song Shengsheng is like this, most likely because Fu Cheng is used to it.
"I have something else to do. I'll leave first."
Before Lu Chenyuan could leave, he happened to meet the doctor who came to change the dressing.
Xue Luo, wearing a white coat, is quiet and beautiful.
She came over with the medicine and saw another person in the ward. She was stunned for a moment, but soon returned to normal.
Xue Luo couldn't help but look at Song Shengsheng a little more. This was the second time she saw her.
It's no different from last time.
The eyes are also red.
Xue Luo has come to terms with it now. She and Fu Cheng have known each other for so many years, but he still doesn't like her.
Even less so now.
Even if the Xue family had not taken the initiative to ask for a divorce, there would have been no result between her and Fu Cheng.
What's more, Fu Cheng is such a smart person.
At that time, she was probably waiting for the Xue family to cancel the engagement first, blocking her way out and leaving her no chance to regret it.
"I'll change the medicine."
Song Shengsheng moved aside. For doctors and teachers, this is a profession.
Song Shengsheng had an inexplicable admiration for them, thinking that people in these two professions were extremely talented.
She was a little jealous of Xue Luo.
Smart, pretty, good at studying, and a doctor at a young age.
Changing the dressing is quick.
Fortunately, the wound did not become inflamed and the recovery was faster than expected.
Xue Luo said, "The stitches can be removed in a few days."
Fu Cheng was very polite: "Thank you for your hard work."
Xue Luo was wearing a mask. She was used to Fu Cheng's distant attitude towards her, but she still felt a little sad.
"You're welcome. It's my duty."
"You defend our country, and we rescue the dying and the wounded. This is our responsibility."
When Xue Luo left the ward, Song Shengsheng stared at her back in a daze for a while.
She thought the book was really irrational.
Xue Luodu is more like the heroine than Zhao Xiaoning.
"Sound."
Fu Cheng's voice brought her back to her senses.
"What's up?"
"Aren't you tired?" Fu Cheng patted the empty seat beside him, "Come up, I'll hold you and sleep for a while."
Song Shengsheng was a little afraid. She thought for a moment and said hesitantly, "I'm afraid I'll hurt your wound."
"will not."
"Really?"
"real."
Song Shengsheng still didn't dare to bandage the wound, otherwise he would have to trouble Doctor Xue again.
It seemed like she was here to cause trouble.
Moreover, Fu Cheng was suppressed by her, and in the end he still needed her to take care of him.
Song Shengsheng was hesitant.
Lu Chenyuan turned a blind eye to the couple and left the ward.
In the end, Song Shengsheng snuggled up next to Fu Cheng to take a nap. She was too sleepy and tired.
When An Xin was lying in Fu Cheng's arms, she felt that her fate in this life should be different from the cold ending in the book.
She won't die.
But in the dim light, Song Shengsheng seemed to see the child who didn't speak Chinese very well, looking at her quietly with his light-colored eyes and tears in his eyes.
Her second child would never be born.
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A small bed was set up next to the ward.
The bed was big enough, but Song Shengsheng didn't sleep on this small bed for the past two days.
Instead, she and Fu Cheng squeezed into his hospital bed.
She was very careful before going to bed every day, and when she woke up, she was wrapped in Fu Cheng's arms.
She didn't know whether she had pressed on his wound.
But since Fu Cheng didn't cry out in pain, it probably didn't happen.
Song Shengsheng didn't have to go get him food.
Meals were delivered to the ward every day, and several officials from the organization came to visit.
Fu Cheng's father also called.
He heard the news that his son was seriously injured from other people.
This little bastard, who never makes a sound, makes people worried.
The Fu family's call was transferred to Fu Cheng's ward, and he went to the bathroom.
Song Shengsheng answered the phone.
Hearing this soft voice, Fu Wenyuan couldn't even say the words he was about to curse.
Fu Wenyuan was not good at talking to his daughter-in-law, so he gave the phone to his eldest son.
Fu Yuan didn't even know how to get along with his brother and sister-in-law and felt like he had taken on a hot potato.
He pursed his lips: "Sister-in-law."
Song Shengsheng was holding the phone and suddenly became nervous when she heard the cold and serious voice.
"Uncle."
Fu Yuan: “…”
Every time I heard her call me "Uncle", my head started buzzing.
He corrected her several times, but to no avail.
Fu Yuan asked, "Where is Fu Cheng?"
Song Shengsheng knew that Fu Cheng's family was different from him and would not get used to her. They were even more serious than Fu Cheng. She suddenly became nervous, "I, I don't know."
She almost bit her tongue.
Just as he was about to explain, Fu Cheng came out of the bathroom, his freshly washed hair still wet.
He took the phone from her hand and put his other hand around her slender waist.
The man said in a low voice: "Brother."
He pursed his lips and continued, "What's the matter?"
Fu Yuan got straight to the point: "Political Commissar Liu called Dad and said you were shot."
Fu Yuan was somewhat dissatisfied as he spoke, and he strongly disagreed with his approach.
"In addition to such a big thing, you also asked the political commissar to help you hide it from your family. You are so old, but you don't know what you are doing."
Fu Cheng hummed, as if he didn't care that much.
Fu Yuan didn't mean any other by saying all this, but he still had to be scolded, otherwise he would do the same thing again next time and become even more courageous.
Fu Yuan was fine.
But my parents are old and can't stand being scared.
If Fu Yuan hadn't said a few words to him, he would have become even more unscrupulous.
"No matter what you do, your family doesn't care. You have your own ideas and you know what you want. Your parents are too old to be intimidated by you."
Fu Cheng said, "I didn't want them to worry, so I didn't let the political commissar tell them."
Fu Cheng then said calmly: "Brother, I'm fine."
He was silent for a moment, then continued, "Next time I'm not around, just hang up the phone. I'm afraid you'll hear my voice."
Song Shengsheng was also a little surprised when she heard him mention her on the phone.
But I didn't doubt it.
She was indeed a little afraid of her uncle.
After Fu Cheng said this, he also fell silent.
In fact, he doesn't like to have any contact with his brother.
I can't explain why it's awkward.
After hearing what he said, Fu Yuan was silent for a long time. As a brother, how could he not know what his brother was thinking?
Fu Yuan sneered, "Got it."
After the phone was hung up.
Song Shengsheng lingered over to his side and asked, "Have you talked to your uncle about me?"
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