The two chatted and laughed all the way. When they arrived at the military hospital, Fu Haozhe sent Chen Chuchu to the dormitory door before taking her hand out of her trouser pocket.

He patted her head and said, "Chu Chu! Go to bed early. I will tell you about my mission when I have time. Tomorrow is New Year's Day. I have something to do and cannot leave. I wish you a happy New Year in advance! I am leaving now."

"Yeah!" Chen Chuchu nodded slightly and reminded, "Drive slowly on the road."

"Know."

Fu Haozhe really wanted to hug his girl, but this was a hospital dormitory building and he didn't dare to be unrestrained, fearing that it would bring any bad influence to his Chuchu.

Be patient, be patient, the New Year is almost here.

The Spring Festival is on January 27th, and tomorrow is New Year's Day. After that, he will apply for a home visit leave, take Chuchu back to Kyoto, and discuss the marriage with his family.

After the New Year, there were only a few days left until May Day. From now on, Chuchu would be his wife, and in his own home, no one would care how he wanted to hug her.

Yan Ru had been standing by the window, and she was still worried until she saw Fu Haozhe's car come back.

Although she knew that there was no hope for him and her to be together, she still did not give up. At tomorrow's New Year's Day evening party, she would dance hard and show her best side to attract Fu Haozhe's attention.

As long as he sees her excellence, he might give up Chen Chuchu in the hospital. She had hoped for a letter from the capital to stop Fu Haozhe's marriage, but she had waited for so long and nothing came of it. She thought that the capital would not care anymore.

Her extravagant hopes were shattered.

Why is it that nothing goes well for her?

She had secretly met the man her uncle Liu Sijin introduced to her once. The man was big and strong with an ugly appearance. Compared with Fu Haozhe, they were worlds apart.

She didn't want to marry that kind of man. She wanted to marry the youngest regimental commander in the entire army. This was the ultimate goal of her hard work in practicing dance.

If she couldn't marry Fu Haozhe, she would never dance again.

When Fu Haozhe's car came back, she looked down excitedly and saw his car parked steadily in the parking lot. She got out of the car, closed the door, and walked towards her dormitory with brisk steps.

It seemed that he was in a good mood tonight. It was rare to see him walking in such a variety of ways. He not only turned in a circle, but also jogged a few steps.

In the past, no matter when he appeared, he was always very straight, and his walking posture was the pace he had trained in the past, and he never made any other movements.

Coming back tonight, he was so excited. Did he hug, kiss, or touch Chen Chuchu?

Thinking of this, Yan Ru felt sad and angry. The man she looked up to as if he were a god had fallen to earth and was defiled by Chen Chuchu.

The despair in her heart was slowly piling up. She knew very well that she and Fu Haozhe would probably never be involved together again in the future.

Tomorrow night might be the final dance of her dancing career. If Fu Haozhe doesn’t watch, she will never dance again.

Only when Fu Haozhe was out of sight did Yan Ru turn around and lie on the bed, crying silently.

In a blink of an eye, it was the New Year's Day art performance. Fu Haozhe did not invite Chen Chuchu to participate. Last time, Yan Ru had caused trouble for her, and he was afraid that such a situation would happen again.

After all, all the female soldiers in the art troupe were eyeing him covetously. Even without Yan Ru, there might be others, and it would be bad if he scared his girls.

No matter how outstanding a man is, no one can tolerate having a group of inexplicable women following him and making things difficult for him.

The military hospital also has its own programs, and with Zhang Feifei accompanying her, she won’t be bored or lonely.

He will be in the army with his leader to celebrate New Year's Day. It would be unreasonable for a regiment leader not to attend the art performance. When he gets married next year, Chuchu will be a military wife and she can watch the performance properly.

The next day, Chen Chuchu was at work and Liu Fusheng came to the hospital for a follow-up examination.

"Brother! After the examination, everything is fine, but the body is a little weak and needs nourishment. After such a serious injury, not only should you eat more nutritious food, but you also need to use Chinese medicine to regulate your body. I will prescribe some Chinese medicine for you. Is it convenient for you to boil it in your dormitory?"

Liu Fusheng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's not convenient. There are several people living in the dormitory, it's not easy to boil medicine."

Chen Chuchu looked at him with sympathy in her eyes: "You didn't go home to recuperate after being discharged from the hospital? You have been living in the army dormitory?"

"Sister! You have seen what kind of people my parents are. How could they possibly take me home to recuperate? They are not willing to even give me an eggshell, let alone go home. They only ask me for money. It's enough for them to receive the money on time every month."

Thinking of the faces of Liu Fusheng's parents, Chen Chuchu felt very uncomfortable. She dared to conclude that Liu Fusheng was most likely his father's son. But why did he go to Sanduo Village in Sanduo Town, Hongsha County? What happened in the meantime?

This matter is of great importance. She dared not speak nonsense without solid evidence. If she was wrong, it would be no joke.

"Brother! Do you have any plans recently?" Chen Chuchu sincerely hoped that he could take good care of his health, otherwise he would suffer when he got old.

Liu Fusheng knew what Chen Chuchu meant, but still smiled bitterly: "Sister! I have to go back to the army. My injury has almost healed. It's almost the end of the year, and there are a lot of things to do in the army.

If you are worried, just write me a prescription. I will go get the medicine and ask someone to boil it for me to drink."

It's rare to have a sister who cares about him so much. I really can't bear to see her getting anxious and angry about my own affairs.

The heartache in his sister's eyes was not fake. He was very lucky. After being seriously injured and hospitalized, he actually met a sister who was truly worried about him.

Maybe this is God's blessing to him. He doesn't know why his parents don't like him. Even if he is not their biological child, he has lived with them for so many years. Why do his parents hate him so much?

"Brother! Don't fool me, you must take the medicine honestly." Chen Chuchu picked up a pen and paper and wrote a prescription, "Your body looks fine now, but you are actually very weak inside.

Especially if your lungs have been injured before, if you don’t take care of them while you are young, you will have sequelae before you are 40. If you take care of them now, they will not have any impact until you are 70.”

Liu Fusheng was terrified: "Is it that serious?"

"What else?" Chen Chuchu wrote a prescription, read it through, and finally lowered her head to add a medicine. "The lung meridian is damaged. If you don't restore its vitality, you won't be able to recover in the future. Take advantage of this moment to repair it well, so that you will suffer less when you are old."

"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll take the medicine carefully when I get home. I'll take it as long as you say." Liu Fusheng took the prescription and looked at it, but he didn't understand it, so he put it in his pocket. "Take it every day and be a good patient."

"That's right. As long as you listen to me, you will be fine in the future." Chen Chuchu patted his chest and promised generously, "If you have any problems, come to me and I will definitely treat you."

"Hahaha!"

Liu Fusheng laughed out loud, which was rare for him. He thought his sister was so cute and he loved her so much.