Chapter 305 Fortunately, Still Here
From that day on, Feng Shuo disappeared.
There was no trace of him in the courtyard or the company.
Lu Chen took over some of the administrative work, and the third regiment commander would also come to help arrange the training and assessment of the soldiers.
The atmosphere between the first and third groups was more harmonious than ever before.
In the past, the two groups fought fiercely in various competitions, both wanting to take first place.
During this period, they were all scolded by the third commander and became harmonious.
However, Yang He didn't think so. When he came to visit Zhu Yunying, he secretly said, "Actually, we are all keeping a low profile! When the boss comes back, we will kill the three groups without leaving a single one alive."
"Yang He! A ten thousand-word self-criticism! This is destroying unity! This is terrible!"
The Third Regiment Commander caught him red-handed and immediately made him write a self-criticism and read it aloud in public!
So everyone was looking forward to Feng Shuo's appearance.
As another heavy snow was approaching, news came from Haicheng.
Comrade Zhu Qingyin was posthumously named a martyr for his courageous act of firefighting.
The news came from the Feng family in Beijing who called to tell them that they couldn't find Feng Shuo, so they told Political Commissar Zhang.
Political Commissar Zhang was also overjoyed. Without giving it much thought, he said, "Who knows, after hearing the good news, Comrade Xiao Zhu might wake up too!"
Mrs. Feng on the other end of the phone was stunned and asked hesitantly, "What do you mean by woke up? What happened to her?"
Now that’s good!
You've stirred up a hornet's nest!
In order to take care of Mrs. Feng's emotions, and more importantly, because after Zhu Yunyao fell down, Feng Shuo lost control of his emotions and could not contact his family calmly, so he never told the Jing City about Zhu Yunyao's injury.
He even kept an eye on the contact between Lu Chen and Zeng Xiaoqin, wanting to wait until Zhu Yunwei recovered, or at least woke up, before notifying them.
It was delayed again and again until it became the most embarrassing moment.
It was supposed to be good news, but the call ended in a stalemate.
After listening to Political Commissar Zhang's explanation of the whole story, Old Lady Feng did not reply for a long time, and the sound of electricity could still be heard in the receiver.
After a long while, Old Madam Feng asked, "What about Feng Shuo? Is he accompanying Yun Yao?"
Political Commissar Zhang sighed and said, "Old lady, please don't get angry yet. I asked the doctor, and he said that if you really want to have children in the future, the cervix can be restored. He's confused right now and too heartbroken. He has to be allowed to do something."
"Reopening?" Old Madam Feng repeated, her tone grave. "I understand. Young people have their own ideas. I'm not in charge of them, and I won't make a fuss about it. Don't worry."
A few more pleasantries were exchanged.
Political Commissar Zhang hung up the phone.
The third regiment commander who came to the door to hand in the materials was stunned.
"Well... I didn't mean to eavesdrop. Your door wasn't closed properly, and I couldn't close my ears. Ha, ha ha..."
Political Commissar Zhang glanced at him sideways with annoyance: "Each of them is causing me a lot of trouble."
"No worries, of course! I'm the least worried!"
"The stuff is here! I'm leaving now. Um... I'm in charge of two groups, so busy!"
The third captain ran very fast and reached the inpatient department in one breath.
Knock on the dean's office directly.
"Which ward is Feng Shuo in? It's so pitiful that he has to undergo surgery all alone."
The third captain asked cheerfully, winking.
The dean was also helpless and shook his head: "He will be discharged in two days, and it won't be difficult to find him then."
"My wife made this soup for her lover! Comrade Xiao Zhu hasn't woken up yet, so I'll just give it to him! Otherwise, my little piece of meat would have been wasted! It's the last piece of prime pork belly from the supply and marketing cooperative."
The third captain was good at speaking and successfully persuaded the dean to take him to see Feng Shuo.
When I walked to the ward, I saw Feng Shuo coming out looking a little weak.
The third captain was very loyal and pushed the dean away.
"Go away! I won't betray you!"
Unfortunately, the voice was too loud, and Feng Shuo saw him as soon as he raised his eyes, and pressed the corners of his lips.
"Ouch! Why do you look like you've seen a ghost? I'm here to bring you some soup. Drink it and you'll recover faster."
Feng Shuo took it and took a look at the greasy soup.
He pursed his lips: "I'm thoughtful."
"Hey...we're all brothers, let's talk about this later."
The two walked side by side.
The building where Feng Shuo lived was separated from the one where Zhu Yunying lived by a courtyard. The road was covered with thick snow, with some feet shallow and some deep.
The third commander kept praising his wife's delicious stew, saying, "You are really enjoying yourself..."
Suddenly, Feng Shuo was seen like an arrow shot from a bow!
Whoosh, he rushed out!
"What's wrong? Did you see a ghost..."
The third captain looked up and slapped himself in the face!
He saw a woman with long curly hair standing at the window of the hospital building opposite, wiping the water stains on the window with her hand. His expression could not be seen clearly, but the small part of his arm that was exposed looked slender, white, and very weak.
He breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally he woke up."
…
In the ward.
Zhu Yunying's mind went blank. She slowly opened her eyes and couldn't remember what had happened.
When I raised my hand to rub my eyes out of habit, I discovered the ointment patch left on the back of my hand after the saline drip was used and the needle was removed.
He frowned, put aside other things, quickly touched the space mole, and returned to the space to repair it.
As usual, drink spiritual spring water and take a hot spring bath...
After experiencing it many times, I became familiar with everything and even got used to it.
But this time she was a little different. She didn't think about anything and was driven entirely by instinct.
She was even like a lost puppy that would find herbs in nature. She walked into the black soil, plucked any herbs she liked, and threw them into the small pot of boiling spiritual spring water, and then into the hot spring she was about to take a bath in...
After all the operations, she felt much more sober when she left the hot spring.
At this moment, she seemed to have finally calmed down. She placed her palms on her abdomen and was surprised to find that her belly was flat.
For a moment, she was in a trance!
Is this born?
Or have I traveled back to my own time?
He stumbled over to the window and peeked outside.
Heavy snow was falling all over the sky, and everything outside was covered in white.
"Fortunately, it's still there."
She felt her eyes getting hot, and then she heard a burst of hurried footsteps behind her, coming closer and closer, very loudly.
As soon as she turned around, she was bumped into the man's broad and solid embrace.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I should have stayed with you and shouldn't have left. Yaoyao, I'm sorry."
Feng Shuo hugged Zhu Yunwei tightly, with his chin resting on her shoulder, but he didn't dare to use force, for fear of breaking the person in his arms.
"Feng Shuo, it's okay. You're the first person I saw when I woke up. If you're willing to let me take a look now..."
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