Chapter 115 Harmonious Life of Husband and Wife

The next day.

The sky was just beginning to brighten grayly.

Wen Ci stood by the bed in the guest room downstairs, stretched out his hand and grabbed Wen Yaozu's ear, and said indifferently: "Still lying in bed? Can't you hear the horn sounding from the military camp next door?"

Seeing that Wen Yaozu didn't react at all.

Wen Ci used a little force on his hands, and Wen Yaozu was awakened from his sleep. He cried out "Ouch" repeatedly, covering his ears, and a bored voice rang out:

"What are you doing? It's so early in the morning, disturbing my sweet dream."

"Get up now."

"Really?" Wen Yaozu frowned, thinking that his sister was just joking with him. His eyes met Wen Ci's serious expression.

Wen Ci said calmly: "What do you think?"

Wen Yaozu felt that his sister had changed a lot after getting married. After careful consideration, he dragged his fat body and reluctantly got up, rubbing his stomach: "I'm hungry."

"Run first, then eat."

In the early morning in the capital city, there was heavy dew and a little fog.

Wen Ci brought a stool from the house and sat on the steps at the door, saying calmly, "On the first day, run less so you can get used to it, ten laps is enough."

Wen Yaozu's eyes widened: "Ten laps? Sister, are you trying to kill me?"

Wen Ci snorted coldly. It sounded like running ten laps was a bit too much, but running ten laps around the yard was only a few hundred meters in total, not even half the length of the military camp's playground.

"How about I take you to the military camp grounds and just run a lap?"

Hearing this, Wen Yaozu smiled broadly and said, "Then I'll run ten laps. It's not for anything else, I just like to challenge myself."

Wen Ci: “…”

It's just half past six now.

Wen Ci wanted to supervise Wen Yaozu's exercise before going to the hospital to visit Huo Jingyuan.

Five minutes later.

Wen Ci was speechless as he watched him running slowly. It was clear that he could finish the run in a few minutes, but he only ran one and a half laps in five minutes.

It's more like walking than running.

Wen Ci frowned: "I told you to run, not to take a walk."

"I'm running." Wen Yaozu lied without blushing or beating his heart, and even pretended to breathe heavily, "Sister, you can't just open your mouth and say it."

Between her and Wen Yaozu, who is the one who speaks first?

Suddenly, she remembered that there was yellow broom in the cabinet upstairs. Huo Jingyuan once said that her grandfather's ancestral home was in Sichuan and Chongqing, where a custom was preserved.

When moving, pick up yellow broom sticks from the mountains and bring them home.

Huangjing is associated with gold, which means bringing gold home.

At the same time, there is an old saying in Sichuan and Chongqing: "Be a good person under the yellow broom."

Wen Ci stood up from the stool and went upstairs.

When Wen Yaozu saw his sister leave, he simply stopped walking and stood there, stretching leisurely, muttering to himself, "Letting people run so early in the morning, do you want to keep them alive?"

The sound of footsteps from the military camp next door was uniform.

"The military camp is really weird. We have to get up for morning exercises before daybreak."

Just after he finished complaining, Wen Yaozu vaguely saw his sister coming down the stairs, and he started moving again, pretending to run two steps, panting: "Sister, I've already run two laps."

“Oh, two laps.”

Wen Ci walked slowly towards them with a long and thin yellow broom stick in his hand. He picked one out from the closet on purpose so that it would feel sore when it hit his body.

Wen Yaozu caught a glimpse of the stick in Wen Ci's hand, his eyes widened, and he was a little anxious, "Sister, what are you going to do? We don't need to hit anyone."

As he spoke, he quickened his pace.

I was afraid that if I ran too slowly, my sister would get angry and hit me.

Although he had rarely been beaten since he was a child, he was always frightened and even a little bit expectant every time he saw his younger brothers being beaten.

Under the spur of the yellow broom stick, Wen Yaozu finished the remaining eight laps in five minutes. He supported his knees with his hands, panting.

Wen Ci said calmly: "You take a nap and I'll bring you breakfast, or should I accompany you to have breakfast now and then come back to take a nap?"

"You...you...you take..."

He was so tired that he would rather starve than step out of the yard. He just wanted to lie back in bed and pray that he was just having a nightmare.

"OK."

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Wen Ci came to the hospital.

When he met Huo Jingyuan's attending physician downstairs, he took the initiative to greet Wen Ci, "Captain Huo's wife, please come to the office first."

"What's the matter?"

Wen Ci's alarm bells immediately rang.

Wasn't it originally said that Huo Jingyuan would be able to be transferred to a normal ward and visited at any time after another week?

The attending doctor noticed Wen Ci's strange mood and quickly comforted him: "Captain Huo is fine, don't worry, I just wanted to ask you about your recovery."

Wen Ci breathed a sigh of relief.

Walking into the office, the doctor poured a cup of hot water for Wen Ci and said calmly: "According to Captain Huo's current physical condition, he will be discharged from the hospital soon, but the higher-ups require Captain Huo to stay in the hospital for more than a month and recuperate in Beijing for more than half a year."

Wen Ci's eyes suddenly widened.

"You can be discharged from the hospital so soon?"

The attending doctor nodded and said, "Captain Huo is young and strong. His recovery will be faster than we expected. The stitches will be removed in a few days."

"But!" the attending doctor continued, "Yesterday afternoon, when Captain Huo learned that the stitches would be removed in a few days, he said he wanted to return to the Northwest to recuperate."

"So, the leaders above want you to persuade Captain Huo that the medical conditions in the northwest are not as good as those in the capital. If you don't recover completely, you may still have hidden injuries."

Wen Ci nodded seriously in agreement.

"I'll persuade him."

"The order from above is to let Captain Huo stay in the capital for at least half a year. After half a year, we can test his physical condition to see if he has any hidden injuries."

Wen Ci thought for a moment and asked, "Does that mean I can be discharged from the hospital?"

"Of course. After you are discharged from the hospital, Captain Huo will live in the Beijing Military District Family Quarters. It will be very close to the Military District Affiliated Hospital, so it will be very convenient to go to the Military District Hospital if anything happens."

Wen Ci's eyes curved: "Okay, I will persuade him."

After chatting with the doctor, Wen Ci went upstairs to visit the ward.

The man looked out the window. The tree in the yard was as tall as a three-story building, and its lush green leaves swayed in the wind by the window. He heard the door open.

The man slowly turned his head to look at Wen Ci, his eyes were as deep as ink, and there was another emotion in the depth, "Wife, you are here."

Wife.

These two words made Wen Ci's ears turn red instantly. This was the first time she heard those words from a man's mouth, and in some ways, he could only call her his wife at most.

The word "wife" is too official.

But I could hear some longing in the man's tone.

Wen Ci walked to Huo Jingyuan's side and asked, "Want to be discharged from the hospital?"

"Um."

Wen Ci originally wanted to persuade Huo Jingyuan earnestly, but suddenly an idea came to him. He glanced somewhere and pretended to be worried and asked, "Are you hurt?"

She didn't specify where.

But the look in his eyes and his tone said it all.

Huo Jingyuan frowned and stared at her with deep eyes, "Comrade Wen, are you worried that it will affect the harmonious life of your husband and wife in the future?"