"It's too tiring for you to run back and forth like this every day."
Political Commissar Yu disagreed. Yao Hua didn't care about herself, but he did.
Yao Hua didn't think it was a big deal. "I take the bus there every day, not walk. Besides, your injury won't take long for me to take care of you. It'll be fine in a few days."
Commissar Yu's leg wound wasn't deep; it should heal in about seven or eight days.
"Can……"
Political Commissar Yu was about to say something when Yao Hua interrupted him, "This matter is decided. If you really disagree, then fine, I won't visit you anymore, okay?"
That definitely won't work.
Political Commissar Yu immediately shut his mouth.
Looking at Commissar Yu, who was sitting obediently on the hospital bed after being threatened, Yao Hua suddenly felt that sometimes you should be a little stern with this man so that he will listen to you.
After Yao Hua finished packing her things, the young soldier who was in charge of taking care of Political Commissar Yu also helped him get discharged from the hospital and returned.
"I've packed everything. I'll take back anything you don't need at the regimental headquarters first, and bring it to you when I go to the family compound tomorrow."
Yao Hua pointed to a pile of unused household items and said to the political commissar.
Commissar Yu was injured, and it was inconvenient for him to carry so many things.
Seeing Yao Hua's well-organized arrangements, Political Commissar Yu couldn't help but smile. This was the kind of home he wanted: a place where he could have someone to care about when he went out, and a wife to keep him in check when he came home.
"Hua Hua, I will never make you angry again."
Political Commissar Yu looked at Yao Hua, reached out and carefully touched her fingers. He didn't dare to hold them, afraid that Yao Hua would get angry.
Because Yao Hua hasn't forgiven him yet.
Yao Hua blushed as she watched his actions.
What's wrong with this person? There are outsiders here, how could he...?
"We'll talk about the future later. Let's focus on healing your injury first."
Yao Hua took two steps back and turned to the young soldier standing not far away, saying, "I'll put these things in the car first. Political Commissar Yu has a leg injury, so I'll need your help to go downstairs later."
Commissar Yu was too heavy; Yao Hua couldn't help him downstairs.
Upon hearing this, the young soldier immediately stood up straight. "Don't worry, sister-in-law, I will definitely take good care of Political Commissar Yu."
"Don't call me that, we're not married yet."
Yao Hua's face turned even redder. She turned her head and saw Political Commissar Yu secretly smiling. She glared at him fiercely.
How dare this man laugh?
"I didn't tell him to call it that."
Commissar Yu quickly explained to himself that the word "sister-in-law" made him extremely happy.
"Flower..."
Commissar Yu shifted his body slightly, ignoring the other people around him, and with a fawning smile, pulled a red brocade box from his pocket.
The box is clearly very well made.
"I bought these flowers the night I arrived in Kyoto."
Commissar Yu placed the box in Yao Hua's hands. "Hua Hua, don't refuse me. Just consider it a chance for me to give myself. You don't have to open it now."
You can open it when you've thought it through. Don't treat it as a burden. If you're not willing to forgive me, you can return it to me then.
"Hua Hua, everything I said before was sincere. I really want to marry you."
Yao Hua looked at the box in her hand for a few seconds, then finally put it away.
"I'll leave this box here for now, but I won't open it, at least not until I've forgiven you."
After Yao Hua finished speaking, she realized that the young soldier who had been standing in the ward had left sometime earlier.
When Political Commissar Yu saw that Yao Hua had accepted the box, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was slightly relieved, but only slightly.
"Let's go. I'll have Xiao Song come in and get the things. We can drop you off on the way to the regimental headquarters."
After saying that, Political Commissar Yu got out of bed.
"Don't move."
When Yao Hua saw that Political Commissar Yu had stood up on his own, she quickly helped him up.
"You still have an injury on your leg, why are you moving around like that?"
Doesn't this person feel any pain when they just stand up like that?
"It's nothing, this little injury won't affect my walking, at most I'll just limp a bit."
Commissar Yu was supported by Yao Hua. Because Yao Hua had lost weight, his tall frame could easily pull her into his arms and cover her with his bare body.
However, Commissar Yu dared not do that. He could only tilt his body as much as possible and transfer all his weight to his other uninjured leg, afraid that if he really leaned on Yao Hua, he would crush her.
"The doctor said that you should avoid moving your leg as much as possible while the wound is still healing."
Yao Hua glared at him. "I shouldn't have listened to you this morning. I should have gone to buy you a wheelchair."
Given Political Commissar Yu's condition, a wheelchair would be much more convenient.
Commissar Yu smiled somewhat helplessly, "I'll be fine in a couple of days, buying a wheelchair would be a complete waste."
He really doesn't need the wheelchair.
But is Hua Hua feeling sorry for him?
Political Commissar Yu was convinced, and laughed even more heartily.
Soon, Yao Hua was helped to the door. Xiao Song was standing outside the door. When he saw Political Commissar Yu and Yao Hua come out, he immediately ran over and helped Yao Hua support Political Commissar Yu.
After handing the political commissar over to Xiao Song, Yao Hua said, "You guys go downstairs first, I'll go get the things."
Xiao Song picked up Political Commissar Yu in a military vehicle. After helping Political Commissar Yu into the car, Xiao Song pushed Yao Hua's bicycle over and placed it on the bicycle rack at the back of the vehicle.
When Yao Hua came downstairs, Xiao Song had already secured her bicycle to the frame.
Yao Hua didn't hesitate and got into the car immediately.
Taking a car is indeed faster than riding a bicycle.
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