Chapter 129: I don’t expect you to be unharmed every time, but I ask you to be alive every time...
His fingers were worn out.
The moment the bullet came, he rushed over to block it for Wen Chuji without thinking, but when he thought of Wen Jiu, he straightened his chest, and in the end the bullet did not hit his arm as he wished.
This made him very happy.
If his arm is really disabled, how will he hold the wine in the future?
"You're in this state, and you still say it doesn't hurt?" Wen Jiu was so distressed, "Go wash yourself, I'll bandage you again and apply medicine, forget it, go to the bathroom and wait for me to come and wash you."
After she finished speaking, she went to the room, found a set of clean clothes for Lu Beiye, poured the hot water in the kettle into the basin, mixed it into warm water, and brought it into the bathroom.
He even took the bench for Lu Beiye.
Lu Beiye didn't want to sit, "I'll stand." He wasn't at the point where he had to sit while taking a shower, and he felt almost like a cripple.
But as soon as Wenjiu glared at him, he surrendered and sat quietly.
He wet the towel with warm wine and water, and first cleaned the uninjured parts of Lu Beiye, then slowly wiped the injured parts with the towel, fearing to hurt Lu Beiye.
Seeing the wounds on his body and his feet that were worn and whitened by the rain, Wenjiu felt his nose getting sore and it seemed as if there was a gauze covering his eyes and he couldn't see anything clearly.
"You lied to me..."
"You told me everything was going well, but can you still call it going well after you've become like this?"
Lu Beiye was helpless. "In our eyes, as long as we are not dead or disabled, it is considered a success. We have been prepared since the moment we joined the army."
This is his duty as a soldier.
Every time I go on a mission, it's like I'm on the brink of hell. If I'm not careful, I might step right in and never come back.
After listening to this, Wen Jiu lowered his head and said nothing, continuing to wipe Lu Beiye's body with his hands.
She suddenly understood why soldiers and their wives are treated preferentially and respected in modern times, because one of them protects the people, and at the same time may lose her husband and become a widow at any moment.
They could have had a stable life, but they gave it all to the country.
"I know."
"But I just feel heartbroken. I don't expect you to be unharmed every time, but I do require you to come back to see me alive every time." Wenjiu's voice was choked with sobs and his throat was blocked.
Since he possesses this status, they must bear all the honor and disgrace behind it.
This is a fact that cannot be changed.
Lu Beiye looked down at the warm wine, his forehead pressed against hers, "Don't be afraid, I promise you, every time I go on a mission I will come back alive to see you."
Even if he has to crawl, he will crawl back.
She was only 20 years old, and he wanted to live with her every year from now on.
Wen Jiu looked at him with tears in her eyes, "If you're lying, I'll punish you by making your brother smaller, as small as an embroidery needle!"
The warm atmosphere was instantly destroyed. When Lu Beiye thought of that possibility, he felt the veins on his forehead throbbed.
Punish him by turning him into an embroidery needle?
Her thoughts were really... he didn't know how to describe them.
But he still responded in a low voice, "Okay."
As long as he could make her feel at ease and stop crying, he would do anything.
After drinking the wine, he burst into laughter and said, "So you must not lie to me. If you lie to me and meet me again in the next life, I will not marry you. There is no happiness in marrying you."
"I like big, thick ones..."
Before she finished her words, Lu Beiye covered her mouth, "Stop talking..."
"My wound hurts..."
When Lu Beiye said this, he almost bit his tongue.
He really has changed. In order to persuade the wine to warm up and not say such embarrassing words, not only has his voice changed like this, but he also lied...
"Does the wound hurt?"
Wenjiu was startled. "Okay, okay, don't move and sit still. I won't say anything. After you wash, I'll disinfect and apply medicine on you."
The bath was finished quickly.
She pulled Lu Beiye to sit outside and took out medicine and bandages from the drawer to bandage him.
She bought the medicine at the hospital a few days ago because she was afraid that Lu Beiye would come back injured. She didn't expect it to come in handy.
"It hurts a little, just bear with it."
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt. Hurry up, it's getting late. You can go to sleep after you're done." He quickly bandaged the wound. She should stop crying now that she can't see, right?
By the time the wound on her chest was treated, Wen Jiu's clothes were soaked with sweat. She was afraid that she would not handle it properly and harm Lu Beiye, so she handled it very carefully.
Looking at her serious expression, Lu Beiye felt a sense of satisfaction he had never felt before.
He had never thought about getting married before because he felt that he could die at any time. Marrying a wife would only make her worried. If he died after having a child, she would not only become a widow but also have to support the family, which was too difficult.
After gradually falling in love with Wenjiu, he wanted to be extra nice to her every day, and wanted to stay by Wenjiu's side and accompany her whenever he had time.
This way, if he were to die unfortunately, at least he would be worthy of the warm wine while he was alive.
He didn't want Wenjiu to get pregnant, mainly because he was afraid that Wenjiu would be in danger during pregnancy and childbirth, and that something might happen to him or her. If he died, without a child, Wenjiu might forget him in a few years and start a new life. But with a child, Wenjiu would never forget him.
At first, he said that he was afraid that Wenjiu would return to her old appearance after getting pregnant, but it was just an excuse he made up to fool Wenjiu.
During the half month they spent together in his hometown, he had long believed that Wenjiu would never change again, because her eyes and posture had completely changed, and it was as if she was in a different world compared to before.
If there were no ghosts or gods in this world, he would have suspected that warm wine would no longer be warm wine.
"I'm going to help you clean the rotten flesh. It may be a little painful, please bear with it." He warmed the wine, used a cotton swab dipped in alcohol to treat the whitish flesh, and blew gently with his mouth.
Alcohol hurts, but a cool breeze can relieve the pain.
Lu Beiye raised his lips and said, "It's okay. I don't feel any pain now."
The time for the pain has long passed.
Hearing what Lu Beiye said, Wen Jiu's hands holding the cotton swab began to tremble, and he felt even more distressed. Lu Beiye was injured so badly, and Wen Chuji must not be much better either.
But it was already very late and she had no way to get in, so she could only wait until tomorrow.
After treating Lu Beiye's wound, I warmed up some wine and boiled some hot water to give him a quick wash, changed his sweaty clothes, and went to bed.
She didn't dare lie in Lu Beiye's arms for fear of touching his wounds.
"Go to sleep!"
She leaned over and kissed Lu Beiye on the forehead, and Lu Beiye took the opportunity to pull her into his arms and hugged her.
"Okay, good night."
Wen Jiu was very anxious, "Don't hug me, I don't sleep well at night, what if I touch your wound?"
She especially liked to hang on Lu Beiye and cling to him like an octopus, but the current situation definitely did not allow that.
Lu Beiye held her in his arms and buried his head in the crook of her neck. "I can't touch you. I can only sleep well when I hold you."
During the days of traveling through the rainforest, what he wanted to do most was to have a good sleep with a glass of warm wine.
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