Political Commissar Wang had other matters to attend to, so he only came to offer his condolences briefly before leaving.
Lian Xiao wasn't there to see Jiang Linchuan at all. Once he confirmed that Xu Xinghe was in good condition, he didn't stay long.
He had a private match with Zhao Feng before, and ended up getting beaten up by that guy.
From that day on, he trained relentlessly.
He wants to become stronger.
Only in this way will he no longer have to face that feeling of helplessness.
From childhood to adulthood, because his surname was Lian and because he had a good grandfather, he basically had a smooth life and never encountered any setbacks, and no one dared to lay a hand on him.
Often, his grandfather's subordinates would praise him, saying that he learned quickly, and that he was physically strong and skilled enough to be on par with the best fighters in the military.
As it turned out, those people were just being polite.
He can't even compare to that bastard Zhao Feng!
Li Xingzhou didn't go inside; he just glanced at the doorway a few times before returning to his post.
The ward returned to silence.
Jiang Linchuan was in much better condition than yesterday and didn't feel tired.
Xu Xinghe brought over a bowl of soft and sticky millet porridge, along with a small dish of refreshing Northeastern-style pickles.
She set up a small table on the hospital bed, carefully scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it to cool it down, and then held it to his lips. "Eat slowly, it's freshly cooked. The doctor said that your condition is only suitable for light food right now. I'll prepare eggs and meat for you in a week, okay?"
Jiang Linchuan hummed in agreement and opened his mouth slightly.
The warm porridge slid down my throat, carrying a faint aroma of rice and an indescribable sweetness, much like the fruit juice I had drunk before.
He couldn't help but lift his eyelids and saw Xu Xinghe's focused expression.
It didn't look like feeding a patient at all; it looked more like doing something extremely important and reverent.
Sunlight streamed through the window and fell on her hair, as if gilding it with a soft golden edge, instantly filling her heart with an indescribable warmth.
After finishing her bowl of porridge, Xu Xinghe was about to clear the table when the hospital director pushed in a cart to change her dressing.
She moved slightly, but did not leave.
The dean glanced at it but said nothing. In front of her, he removed the gauze from Jiang Linchuan's back, revealing the wound that had begun to heal but was still gruesome.
Xu Xinghe's eyes instantly reddened, and she frowned with heartache.
Seeing her expression, the dean felt extremely gratified. It seemed that everything Jiang Linchuan had done was worthwhile.
"Comrade Xu, it's all thanks to the medicine you gave me that Commander Jiang was able to recover so well."
He also helped the young couple, hoping to improve their relationship.
Jiang Linchuan has given so much, so please don't feel resentful.
Xu Xinghe smiled and took out two more porcelain bottles. "Dean, there are still medicines here. If you run out, please tell me immediately."
"Um."
The dean accepted the medicine without ceremony, dipped a cotton swab in it, and gently wiped around the wound. Jiang Linchuan's body stiffened almost imperceptibly.
After the medication was applied, a faint smell of medicine still lingered in the ward.
Xu Xinghe immediately took a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Does it still hurt?"
Jiang Linchuan's voice was a little hoarse, "It doesn't hurt."
She could tell it was a lie.
However, Xu Xinghe did not expose her, but instead took the water glass and said, "Drink some water to soothe your throat."
The water was also sweet and refreshing, quite different from what he usually drank.
However, after drinking it, Jiang Linchuan did feel more comfortable and even regained some strength.
Seeing the rosy glow on his face, Xu Xinghe beamed with joy, "From now on, I'll take care of all your food and drink, understand?"
Although she had often given Jiang Linchuan spiritual spring water before, she didn't give it to him every day.
After this incident, she realized that although Jiang Linchuan was very strong, he could still get injured.
So she wanted to make him stronger.
He was given spiritual spring water and crops grown in the space to eat, and even the eggs had to be boiled with spiritual spring water.
While Jiang Linchuan was unconscious these past few days, Xu Xinghe wasn't idle either. She was reading books in her space, searching for suitable medicinal herbs. She actually found one: a kind of herb that could strengthen the body if taken for a long time. However, it couldn't be taken too much, otherwise a mortal's body couldn't handle it. It could only be taken once a month.
The crops in the space have all sprouted, and the flow of time seems to be slightly faster than outside.
Some things that ripen quickly, like bok choy and cucumbers, are already ripe.
But at this moment, she couldn't bring it out; it would attract too much attention.
Fresh vegetables shouldn't be available in the winter in Northeast China.
She would cook for Jiang Linchuan separately after he was discharged from the hospital.
"Okay, whatever you say."
Jiang Linchuan's voice pulled Xu Xinghe back to reality.
She noticed the blanket was a little crooked, so she pulled it up a bit.
She accidentally touched the wound on Jiang Linchuan's shoulder, and her body stiffened for a moment.
Xu Xinghe's heart tightened, and she quickly lifted the blanket and gently blew on the wound. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
Jiang Linchuan felt that gentle breath, and his body, which had been tense due to pain, gradually relaxed.
He liked this feeling, being carefully cared for and cherished, as if he were some rare treasure.
This was the first time he truly felt that Xu Xinghe genuinely liked him.
Only someone who truly loves another would patiently take care of them and feel heartache for even the slightest pain they experience.
It turns out she really wasn't lying to him.
Jiang Linchuan's gaze was too direct and intense, and Xu Xinghe naturally felt it. She raised her head, met his gaze, and suddenly a bright smile bloomed on her face, like the sunshine after a snowfall.
Then, she leaned down and gently placed a kiss on his lips, soft and warm.
Jiang Linchuan stiffened, instinctively turning his head away, his voice hoarse, "This isn't good, someone will see us."
He is now a patient, and his comrades or nurses often come to visit him. It's never good if they see him like that.
After all... they're not married yet.
Xu Xinghe winked mischievously, her fingers lightly tracing his chest, her voice rising at the end, "But you're lying here and can't move, so I can do whatever I want."
As she spoke, she carefully slipped her hand inside his hospital gown and touched his firm abdominal muscles. "I can touch your abs too. You have no idea how long I've wanted to touch them."
I wanted to touch it when I was a wandering ghost in my past life.
No, I want to hold him in my arms even more.
Jiang Linchuan's body tensed instantly, his breathing became rapid, and his cheeks and ears flushed red.
He looked into Xu Xinghe's bright, teasing eyes, wanting to say something to stop her, but he felt dizzy and the words stuck in his throat. He could only let her fingertips linger on his skin.
In an instant, the air in the ward seemed to thicken...
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