Chapter 39 Nurse Wen is married? !



Chapter 39 Nurse Wen is married? !

"No need." Yu Qing shook his head.

She knew that Su Wanqing had asked for leave this morning. If she went back to the dormitory to rest, she might not be able to sleep. Her eyes were filled with fatigue. "I'll go to the duty room to rest at noon."

She works the day shift until two o'clock today.

Wen Ci nodded: "Then just tell me if you have anything to say."

-

On the other side, Huo Jingyuan had just arrived at the army. Xue Li, half out of breath, ran to his side and joked in a mean way: "Captain Huo, you haven't been late for ten years, what happened this morning?"

"none of your business."

Huo Jingyuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he was obviously in a good mood.

The Youth League Committee spoke silently: "Look at how coquettish and proud he is, the old virgin's revelry."

Huo Jingyuan: "..."

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he kicked the Youth League Committee member speechlessly: "You are the only one who has a big mouth, right? Is it a big deal to get married early? Is it a big deal to have a baby?"

The Youth League Committee and Huo Jingyuan have been friends for many years. Knowing that Huo Jingyuan was angry and embarrassed, he smiled and patted the dust off his legs, "That's amazing. If you have the ability, go and have a baby too."

"roll."

The Youth League Committee member put his hand on Huo Jingyuan's shoulder and said, "Accompany me to the hospital this afternoon for a medical check-up. It just so happens that you haven't formally introduced your wife to her yet."

"Well……"

Huo Jingyuan hesitated. He had just agreed to Wen Ci's three rules that morning. He said with difficulty, "Do we have to meet in the hospital? Let's meet at my house tonight for dinner."

"Isn't it on the way?"

Huo Jingyuan told the Youth League Committee about the three rules he had made with Wen Ci that morning. He got married early and was experienced, making him a master at solving relationships in the group.

After hearing this, the Youth League Committee member took a deep breath, looked at him seriously, and asked, "How similar does your wife look to the one in the photo?"

He had seen a photo of Huo Jingyuan's wife in the household registration booklet sent from Beijing not long ago. She was fair-skinned and beautiful, like a little princess raised in a greenhouse.

Xue Li immediately said: "Sister-in-law looks like a fairy!"

The Youth League Committee looked even more solemn, and advised: "Not many people in the entire Northwest Military Region know that you are married, and your sister-in-law is a nurse in the hospital. You should declare your sovereignty."

"Claim sovereignty?"

"Take advantage of my visit to the hospital to pick her up after get off work."

"But I promised her."

"There's nothing to complain about. It's the husband's responsibility to pick her up after get off work. At worst, he can go home and coax his sister-in-law at night. Women are easy to coax."

Huo Jingyuan pondered and thought, he felt that what the Youth League Committee said made some sense. Besides, the three rules he had agreed with Wen Ci did not mention any punishment.

-

Wen Ci had just worked for two hours when he passed by the outpatient clinic on the first floor and saw a man sitting in a hospital wheelchair. He was alone against the wall with thick bandages wrapped around his feet and no one around him.

She walked over and smiled gently: "Do you need help?"

Hearing Wen Ci's voice, the man in the wheelchair slowly raised his head. A ripple appeared in his lifeless eyes, and the lifeless eyes seemed to have a little more vitality.

"I'm a nurse at the military hospital. How can I help you?"

"I……"

Just as the man was about to say something, another man in dark green military uniform ran back and shouted, "Zhang Mu, Doctor Su has asked for leave. I'll push you back tomorrow."

"What's this leg of yours?" Wen Ci asked curiously.

Zhang Mu explained repeatedly: "I'm not lame, I just had a minor injury, it's nothing serious. I will be able to recover and stand up from the wheelchair in a month at most."

Hearing his eager tone, Wen Ci curled his eyes. The man in the wheelchair in front of him had a bit of stupidity in his clear eyes.

Just like college students in the 21st century.

"I mean, how did you get hurt?"

Suddenly, Zhang Mu's face flushed rapidly, he lowered his head and stammered, unable to speak clearly for a long time: "I, I, I am..."

"He accidentally dropped a grenade at his feet during grenade training." As he spoke, there was a slight smile on his face.

Wen Ci: “…”

The amount of grenades used in training and actual combat is different. The grenades used in training will not endanger life, so he just needs to rest for a while. However, his luck is a bit...

Zhang Mu blushed, pulled the sleeve of his best friend, and said through gritted teeth: "Mr. Wu, can you shut your stinky mouth?"

Not far away, Xue Li came to the hospital to get medicine for his comrades. When he saw his sister-in-law looking at people with curved eyes in the outpatient clinic on the first floor, his alarm bells immediately rang.

The Northwest Military Region is a real den of wolves. Apart from the female soldiers at the switchboard, there are mostly single female military doctors in the hospital. Usually, everyone uses the excuse of being sick to come and see the beauties.

Although my sister-in-law is not a doctor, she is beautiful. If Boss Huo doesn't claim his sovereignty...

He didn't even bother to take the medicine and turned around and returned to the army.

Arriving at the shooting range, Huo Jingyuan was recording the scores of the new recruits. Hearing Xue Li's breathless voice, he glanced at him and said, "Something's up."

The shooting range was several kilometers away from the hospital. Xue Li was running at full speed. The last time he ran at this speed was during the Devil's Week of special training.

"Yes." Xue Li took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing rhythm, and said solemnly: "Brother Huo, you should have declared your sovereignty earlier."

"Um?"

Huo Jingyuan stopped writing, raised his head and looked at Xue Li, frowning slightly: "Didn't you go to get medicine for Lao Wang?"

"My sister-in-law is beautiful and attracts a lot of attention in the hospital."

He stopped at the point and Huo Jingyuan understood the meaning.

-

The sun slowly sets, Wen Ci looks at the clock, she still has ten minutes before she gets off work, as it's almost time to get off work, the nurses on the night shift have already come to take over.

Yu Qing yawned and came out of the duty room. He listened to the nurses discussing who was the most handsome in the Northwest Military Region and walked to Wen Ci:

"Have you ever heard of a living devil in the Northwest Military Region?"

"I've heard of it. One of my patients often complains about the Living King of Hell in the ward. How cruel is this person to be called the Living King of Hell?"

You have to know that in the 1980s people's general thinking was still rigid, and the term "living devil" alone made people feel terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

Yu Qing spoke slowly: "It is said that this living devil is swift and resolute, and is impartial. He is not only the head of the regiment, but also the captain of the Northwest Special Squad."

Hearing this, Wen Ci took a breath.

Why did she feel that this description was like Huo Jingyuan?

Suddenly, Yu Qing seemed to remember that Wen Ci was married. She looked at Wen Ci and asked calmly, "Where does your husband work?"

"What, Nurse Wen is married?!"

"How come Wen Ci, who looks like a young girl who has just come of age, is married?!"

When the others heard the news about Wen Ci, their eyes widened.

Wen Ci felt a little embarrassed by the compliment. Just as he was about to speak, he noticed that Yu Qing looked as if she had seen a ghost, so he followed her line of sight.

Huo Jingyuan was standing at the hospital entrance in casual clothes. He was as tall as a crane, with a cold expression on his face, but his eyes were fixed on Wen Ci.

(End of this chapter)


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