"Have a drink to fill your stomach." Lu Yuanting brought the lunch box over, picked up a spoon and picked up a piece of stewed soft chicken with a layer of golden oil floating on it.
Jiang Xia's appetite was not big, but she took a sip to be polite and managed to finish the chicken. It was fresh, but also greasy. Nowadays, everyone likes to eat greasy food. Fatty meat is a delicious food, but it was too greasy for her.
"Greasy, I don't want to eat this." Jiang Xia frowned and pointed at the chicken skin.
"Eat a little more." After hearing what Jiang Xia said, Lu Yuanting just used a spoon to peel off the chicken skin, ate the food that Jiang Xia didn't want to eat, and then used the spoon to scoop a spoonful of chicken soup mixed with the soft chicken meat and fed it to Jiang Xia.
Coaxing Jiang Xia to eat.
Jiang Xia ate a few bites out of courtesy, but she couldn't eat too much, so she just filled her stomach with food. Lu Yuanting ate the parts that Jiang Xia didn't like, and the remaining soft chicken soup and chicken were covered in the thermos bucket, leaving them for Jiang Xia to eat later.
The woman in a red cotton-padded jacket who was sitting across the hospital bed watched this scene, feeling sour in her heart. She glanced at her man beside her and threw the lunch box on the table. This was just a case of comparing yourself to others to make you angry. She glared at her man and pointed at her fractured hand in a cast.
"Look at others, then look at me." She spoke to her man.
How did other people take care of their own women? They cooked chicken soup for her when she was in the hospital, wiped her hands, and fed her mouthful by mouthful personally. They never left her side of the bed the whole time. She thought that just now she was bragging in front of others about how considerate and caring her man was. Now she felt anxious just thinking about it.
"Are you full? You don't want to eat anymore? Then I'll eat it?" After hearing what his wife said, the man next to the woman in the red cotton-padded jacket glanced in the direction of Jiang Xia, then looked at his wife, his eyes lit up.
She swallowed the two remaining pieces of bacon on the rice in the aluminum lunch box in a hurry, fearing that she would regret it later. She chewed it again and again, feeling the aroma of the oily meat spreading in her mouth. It was so delicious.
"..."The woman in the red jacket was so angry at the behavior of her man that she almost died.
Eat, eat, eat, just eat!
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After checking Jiang Xia in the hospital, it was confirmed that she was almost healed. After returning home, she just needed to take care of her body, avoid getting cold, and eat regularly. That was enough. She also had to apply ointment on the wounds on her hands and feet every day.
Only then did Lu Yuanting process her discharge procedures. She had been hospitalized in a hurry and had nothing to take with her when she was discharged.
Jiang Xia's feet still hurt a little. Her feet were delicate, and after walking on the mountain road in shoes, the skin on her toes and heels were rubbed and many blisters formed. After the wounds were pricked, the skin felt stinging from the friction every time she walked.
So Lu Yuanting had a legitimate reason to hug her.
"Lu Yuanting, it doesn't matter." Jiang Xia nestled in Lu Yuanting's arms and looked around.
This style is still relatively conservative. Even if they are boyfriend and girlfriend, they usually find a small forest or a place with few people to kiss and hug. Being able to secretly hold hands under the chairs when dating in a movie theater is considered quite bold.
But Lu Yuanting just carried her out of the hospital in public.
She was a little worried. She remembered that there was a crime of hooliganism at that time. During the most severe period of crackdown, people who hugged and kissed in the street, or wore revealing swimsuits, could be convicted of hooliganism and arrested.
"What are you afraid of? We are a couple, in a serious relationship, and we have even kissed each other." Lu Yuanting looked at Jiang Xia's serious and nervous expression, as if he was afraid that he would be arrested for hooliganism, and felt that his partner was a little cute.
In fact, other people couldn't see Jiang Xia at all. Lu Yuanting was tall and straight, wearing a military uniform with the brim of his hat pulled down. He had a naturally fierce and cold face. Even if others knew that he was a soldier, they were subconsciously afraid of the pressure brought by his temperament and height and subconsciously avoided looking at him.
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