When Feng Qingxue walked to the bedside and saw Lu Jiang's current appearance, her displeasure suddenly disappeared.

It dispersed quickly and completely.

"Does your wound still hurt? What did the doctor say? The weather is so hot, will the wound get infected? Is there anything you need to pay attention to?" Feng Qingxue was very distressed and had a clear understanding of the profession of a soldier.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt! Qingxue, don't worry!" Walking away from the battlefield alive is the greatest luck for Lu Jiang.

During his six months on the battlefield, he saw the death of countless comrades.

There is only a fine line between life and death.

This war involved a territorial dispute and was extremely fierce. There were many times when he felt that his chances of survival were not high.

However, he cannot retreat. He has a country and a family behind him. He cannot retreat, not even a single step!

Ouyang Zijin quickly stood up, pulled his chair to the bedside with one hand for Feng Qingxue to sit on, peeled off the last bit of skin on the apple, and then stuffed the apple into Feng Qingxue's hand, saying, "Sister-in-law, please sit down. Please sit down. The doctor will come to change A Jiang's dressing every day. Don't worry about getting infected due to the hot weather. You just need to be careful in your daily life."

Feng Qingxue glanced at him sideways.

Ouyang Zijin smiled awkwardly and immediately begged for mercy, "Sister-in-law, you guys continue chatting, I'll be out for a while!" He turned around and ran out of the ward and closed the door. He was proud of his wit.

As soon as he closed the door and turned around, he saw Niu Yibao looking at him stupidly.

"What are you looking at? If you disturb the couple's reunion, you will be struck by lightning!"

"I knew that, so I didn't follow him in!"

Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue were the only ones left in the ward, one lying and the other standing.

After meeting again after a long separation, we were speechless and didn't know how to find a topic to talk about.

Lu Jiang's eyes just looked at Feng Qingxue quietly, shining with indescribable joy. Full of emotion and happiness kept pouring out from his chest, almost filling the ward, and even the trees outside the window could feel it and swayed gracefully.

"Ajiang..."

"Light snow..."

The two of them spoke at the same time, and couldn't help but smile when they recalled the scene when they met.

The sense of strangeness was swept away.

Feng Qingxue placed the apple on the bedside table and reached out to adjust his pillow. As she got closer, she could clearly see that there were many small scars on Lu Jiang's face. Although they had healed, they left subtle marks.

"Does it hurt?" Feng Qingxue asked again.

"How can an injury not hurt? I'm not an iron man." Lu Jiang showed his big white teeth, "But when I see you, I don't feel any pain at all. Qingxue, it's so good to see you, so good!"

When he was under fire, he thought he would never see his beloved again.

Fortunately, fortunately, fortunately God has eyes and did not take his life.

"Look at what you said. Am I a magic medicine? Do you feel no pain when you see me?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Lu Jiang said with a smile: "If you were a magical medicine, I would be worried. People and medicine cannot know and stay together!"

"loquacious!"

Feng Qingxue said angrily, and reached out to hold his rough and almost cracked hand. She stared at him with her watery eyes and said softly, "Seeing you alive, hearing your voice and your laughter, I can finally let go of my heart!"

"I'm sorry, Qingxue, for making you worry." Lu Jiang said.

Feng Qingxue put her hand on his lips and said, "Don't say sorry, you haven't apologized to anyone!"