As time passed, Ling Ruoke's body became increasingly uncomfortable. Even though Huo Qingfeng kept massaging her, she still felt terrible.
Around noon, she started crying uncontrollably. The feeling was so unbearable; she didn't know how to describe it, and no one could help her. The more Huo Qingfeng tried to comfort her, the more she cried, feeling wronged and distressed.
If she hadn't been trained under the cheetah's command, she might have started crying the moment she woke up after the injection. The doctor had also secretly told Huo Qingfeng that her tolerance was exceptional, something even men might not be able to endure. The discomfort after receiving this injection is something many people simply cannot imagine.
Ling Ruoke didn't wail loudly, but instead sobbed and kept shedding tears, which made Huo Qingfeng's heart ache. He wished he could take her place.
When Yang Ziyun brought lunch, she saw her crying and started crying too. After putting down the lunchbox, she and Huo Qingfeng massaged her hands and feet. They hadn't massaged for long when her hands got tired. She rushed out and pulled in another nurse to help massage her.
Lunch was naturally skipped. Ling Ruoke didn't eat, and neither did Huo Qingfeng.
This continued until evening, when Ling Ruoke finally fell asleep, exhausted. Her clothes were soaked through and clung to her body. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her face was red from the tears.
Huo Qingfeng stopped what he was doing, ignoring the soreness and numbness in his hands, and hurriedly fetched water. He took off her clothes and carefully washed her face and body. He changed the water three times before he finally got her completely clean.
I dressed her and covered her with a blanket. Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, I finally felt a little better.
He poured another half-bottle of hot water, wet a towel, and applied it to her eyes. She had been crying for most of the day, and he figured she wouldn't be able to open her eyes when she woke up. So he had to wet the towel again and again, wring it out, and apply it for a while before changing it.
Thinking of all the suffering she had endured, Huo Qingfeng's hatred for Gu Zheng intensified. If she weren't already dead, he couldn't imagine what he might have done. Thankfully, she finally made it through.
He leaned down and kissed her forehead, silently making a promise in his heart: Darling, I will never let you suffer like this again!
However, he was a soldier, so she would ultimately have to compromise. As long as he was a soldier, she would have to live a life of infrequent meetings and constant anxiety. He knew this; she often woke up in the middle of the night, dreaming that he had an accident while on a mission. She was still in his arms then, so one could imagine how she must sleep poorly when she was home alone.
This was the first time in over thirty years that Huo Qingfeng had considered leaving the military. He loved the army, loved his uniform, and loved the mission it carried; but he also loved his wife and children.
This is a choice made with blood and flesh. In life, everyone must face such a choice at least once; no one can escape it.
But he was never a man who would run away.
Ling Ruoke was truly exhausted, and she slept soundly until after nine o'clock at night before finally waking up. When she woke up, Huo Qingfeng had just gone to the bathroom.
The sore, weak, and numb feeling in my body is gone. Although I'm still a little tired, I feel much more comfortable.
Ling Ruoke tried to raise her arm, and surprisingly, she could. Overjoyed, she propped herself up and slowly sat up, leaning against the headboard.
This catastrophe is finally over.
As soon as Huo Qingfeng returned and saw that she was awake, he rushed over to her. "Wife, how are you feeling? Are you still uncomfortable?"
Ling Ruoke chuckled and reached out to touch the stubble on his chin. "It's still a little sour, but it doesn't hurt anymore. However, I'm so hungry." Her voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of coquetry.
“Then let’s eat. I haven’t eaten either, I was waiting for you to wake up so I could eat with you.” She said, picking up two insulated containers from the table. One contained bone broth, and the other contained rice and dishes.
Ling Ruoke leaned against the headboard, watching him open the lid of the thermos, and smiled faintly. She remembered how terrified she'd been by the guzheng back then, but now she could quietly watch him like this in front of her, and life felt so beautiful.
"How about you have some soup first?" Huo Qingfeng brought over a thermos of soup and set up a small table. He scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew on it to cool it down, and brought it to her lips.
Ling Ruoke opened her mouth and took a sip. The rich bone broth slid through her mouth and down into her stomach, leaving a lingering fragrance on her lips and teeth. "You should drink some too."
Huo Qingfeng took a sip himself, then picked out a piece of bone with meat for her and fed it to her. He then picked out a large piece for himself and chewed on it with a crunching sound.
They both made chewing sounds, looking at each other and smiling happily. The rain had stopped and the sun was shining; it was wonderful.
You take a sip of soup, I take a sip; you take a piece of meat, I take a piece of bone; the two of them ate with great relish. Before long, the whole bucket of soup was finished, and the bones were all gone. Of course, most of it ended up in the colonel's stomach.
Huo Qingfeng changed to a thermos container, and as soon as he opened it, a fragrant aroma wafted out.
"This must have been made by Yuan Meng," Ling Ruoke guessed from the aroma.
Huo Qingfeng nodded, scooped up a mouthful of rice, and brought it to her. "Mom said that Yuan Meng has been thinking about how to cook delicious food for you these past few days. She's acting like a top-notch postpartum nanny taking care of you during your confinement period."
Ling Ruoke chuckled. "I haven't even given birth yet, how could I be in postpartum confinement?"
Huo Qingfeng raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, "Then after you give birth, shall we ask Yuan Meng to come and take care of you during your postpartum period?"
"How could you even think of that!" She poked his face with her slender finger and said, "I don't want Yuan Meng to serve me, I want you to serve me, is that not allowed?"
“Sure, why not! I’m just worried that I’m too rough and won’t serve you well.” As he spoke, he fed her another bite of food.
Ling Ruoke swallowed her food, her mischievous expression returning. "Why don't you go to a housekeeping company for training?"
"Okay, maybe I can even become a top-notch postpartum nanny." He readily agreed. Seeing that she had finally regained her former radiance, he was overjoyed and would agree to anything she asked.
Ling Ruoke giggled. Ignoring the grease all over her mouth, she gave him a quick kiss on the lips. She stepped back, watching him smile smugly, her eyes alluring.
Huo Qingfeng placed the thermos on the table, pulled her into his arms, and lowered his head for a long, deep kiss. As their lips and tongues intertwined, they both became intoxicated.
When the two parted, Ling Ruoke was panting heavily. After a while, she chuckled.
Huo Qingfeng cupped her face in his hands and asked, "What are you laughing at?" She was finally in the mood to laugh, which was wonderful. She had been unable to move for the past few days, and she was in terrible pain. He had been frantic with worry but had pretended not to know.
After laughing, Ling Ruoke said slyly, "Your mouths both taste like food, just like the two of you."
Huo Qingfeng couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.
After dinner, Ling Ruoke asked to get out of bed and walk around. Visiting hours had already passed, so she couldn't go downstairs and could only walk around in the ward.
"Is that okay? Why don't you take a nap first, and I'll take you downstairs for a walk tomorrow?" The doctor said that although she had pulled through, she would be very tired and would need more rest to fully recover.
Ling Ruoke shook her head, stubbornly insisting on getting out of bed. "I haven't been out of bed for days. Luckily it's not the height of summer, otherwise I would definitely have a rash all over my body."
Huo Qingfeng had no choice but to help her get out of bed.
Ling Ruoke's legs were still a little weak, and she was unsteady at first, but after walking for a while, she got used to it and it was fine. She let out a long breath and said with emotion, "It feels so good to be able to put my feet on the ground! No wonder some people say that when they feel insecure, it's like their feet can't touch the ground."
Huo Qingfeng wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and kissed her face repeatedly. "Baby, I'll never let you suffer like this again."
Ling Ruoke turned around completely in his arms and looked up at him. "Then you have to tell me the truth, besides Guzheng, are there any other unwanted suitors? I need to nip them in the bud to avoid trouble later."
Huo Qingfeng hugged her tightly. "No, absolutely not. If I had known I would meet you later, I would never have had anything to do with Guzheng."
Ling Ruoke chuckled and glanced at him, saying, "If life could be predicted like this, maybe the person you love wouldn't be me. But, it's good as it is now, I'm already very content."
"So easily satisfied?" Huo Qingfeng put one arm around her waist and tapped her pretty nose with the other. He increasingly felt that she was truly the best girl in the world. She had endured so much hardship all because of him, yet she had never uttered a single word of complaint against him. As long as he did something, she was as happy and content as if she had found a treasure.
Ling Ruoke nodded with a smile. "Contentment brings happiness." Even after going through so much, being able to embrace each other quietly like this is already a blessing.
Huo Qingfeng felt even more sorry for her. This silly girl had suffered so much hardship and injustice following him, yet she remained so optimistic and strong. "Wife?"
"Hmm?" She looked at him, smiling gently, as comforting as a February breeze.
"Thank you for coming into my life! Meeting you is the greatest luck of my life," he said in a low, husky voice, deeply moved. His emotions were beyond words, expressed only in this one sentence. This wasn't the first time he'd said it, yet he couldn't help but repeat it again.
Ling Ruoke was also very excited, but she didn't want to say anything sarcastic, so she playfully asked, "So how do you plan to repay me?"
"How do you want me to repay you? I'll do whatever you want." Huo Qingfeng loved her slightly playful look the most; it made his heart itch, and he just wanted to kiss her rosy lips.
Ling Ruoke pouted. "It's not sincere to only do things after I tell you. Think about it yourself. If you can't come up with anything, the sofa in our living room will be yours."
"Wife..." The voice was pitiful, which was completely at odds with his tall and imposing appearance.
Ling Ruoke turned her head away, showing no sign of softening her stance.
Huo Qingfeng feigned pitifulness for a while, then suddenly picked her up, tossed her onto the hospital bed, and immediately pressed himself against her. He found her playful little mouth and kissed her passionately.
Ling Ruoke was panting, her eyes glazed over as she looked at him. Feeling his arousal, her face flushed uncontrollably.
Huo Qingfeng gritted his teeth, suppressing the urge in his body, and lowered his head to peck her lips again. "Wait until we get home, and see how I deal with you."
Upon hearing this, Ling Ruoke's eyes darted around, and she reached out and pinched him, satisfied to hear his gasp.
"Wife!" Huo Qingfeng breathed heavily, veins bulging on his forehead. That attack of hers was really deadly!
Ling Ruoke's innocent eyes, coupled with her playful tongue-out gesture, made him grit his teeth in annoyance.
"You little vixen!" He couldn't resist kissing her lips again, his tongue fiercely entwining with hers. The almost overwhelming desire within him was causing him pain. His hands tightened, as if he wanted to crush her.
After arguing for a long time, poor Huo Qingfeng ended up secretly taking a cold shower in the bathroom in the middle of the night.
Ling Ruoke hid under the covers, giggling softly, her face radiant.
...
That night, the couple finally slept soundly in each other's arms, a sleep sweeter than ever before.
Ling Ruoke woke up early the next morning and bounced around on the floor as if testing her recovery. She looked like a little rabbit, which amused Huo Qingfeng.
After washing up, Huo Qingfeng took his wife's hand and went downstairs to find something to eat.
"How about we take a walk over and eat the pancakes we had last time?"
"How about we take a walk over and eat the pancakes we had last time?"
This was the same hospital where Huo Qingfeng had stayed last time, so the two looked at each other and smiled. They both remembered the pancakes they had bought hand in hand last time!
So the couple, hand in hand, turned off the sidewalk into the park and walked along the paths. This way, they wouldn't run into those clumsy commuters. The quiet world belonged to just the two of them.
Ling Ruoke closed her eyes, took a deep breath of the fresh morning air, and smiled radiantly. "This feels so good." She truly felt like she had survived a catastrophe. It's good to be alive, and even better to be healthy!
"Then I'll go out with you to buy breakfast every morning from now on, okay?" Huo Qingfeng, who doted on his wife, immediately offered his services. He was willing to do anything to make his beloved wife happy.
Ling Ruoke opened her eyes, turned her head, and looked at him with a smile. She raised her hand and touched the stubble on his chin. "You don't have time for Beijing time at all. While I was eating breakfast, you were probably in the middle of intense training. But, the thought is enough."
Huo Qingfeng took her hand and kissed her palm. "Wife, you're so good to me." She was always like this, thinking of everything for him. But sometimes, she wished she could be like other women, occasionally being a little unreasonable; she would probably be happier that way. It's exhausting to always be tolerant and understanding.
Ling Ruoke smiled faintly, her gaze lingering on his chin with a hint of embarrassment. "I'm just telling the truth. I didn't say I didn't want you to come with me to buy breakfast. As long as you have time, you still have to come with me, or I'll punish you!" Her full, rosy lips were pursed, and she tried to look fierce, but she didn't look fierce at all; instead, she appeared playful and cute.
Huo Qingfeng felt a surge of desire and tenderness. He pulled her close, lowered his head, and kissed her luscious lips. He sucked hard, his tongue entwining with hers, until he could barely contain his urges, before reluctantly releasing her.
He looked down, watching her chest heave rapidly as she breathed heavily. A blush rose to her cheeks, her skin fair and delicate, her eyes misty and silently alluring. Her lips, swollen and red from the kisses, parted slightly with her panting, inviting him to taste them again.
Huo Qingfeng let out a frustrated growl. "Wife, I'm crazy for you!" He pulled her into his arms, taking deep breaths to calm his agitated body and avoid the embarrassment of having an erection in public.
Ling Ruoke became even more shy, her entire face turning pink, truly as beautiful as a peach blossom.
An elderly couple was walking this way not far away. They saw them from a distance, smiled, and then went around to another path onto the sidewalk, leaving the space to them.
Huo Qingfeng finally let go of her after a long while, then took her small hand again and slowly walked forward. His eyes, however, never left his wife's beautiful face for even a second. If they weren't in public, he really wanted to hold her down and pamper her.
Ling Ruoke blushed even more under his burning, blatant gaze. Even after being together for so long, she still wasn't used to such intensity. She looked away, watching the people hurrying to work on the sidewalk. But she could still feel her husband's gaze, burning her face and ears.
"What a silly girl." Huo Qingfeng simply put his arm around her and walked away, then leaned down and kissed her ear. "You're my wife, and you're still so shy being seen by your own husband. Besides, I don't know how many times I've seen you naked."
Ling Ruoke bit her lip, glared at him, and punched him hard. "You're a scoundrel."
Huo Qingfeng accepted the punch and his wife's scolding with a smile. "I am a hooligan, but I'm only a hooligan to my wife. If a man doesn't hooligan his wife, either he has another woman outside, or he's impotent. But I don't do either of those things, so of course I'll hooligan my wife."
Seeing his roguish smile, Ling Ruoke had no choice but to grab his hand and bite the back of it. But after a while, her teeth softened, and her hard hand still showed no mark. "Is your hand made of stone?!"
"Wife, you shouldn't bite here. I'll tell you a good place to bite, do you want to try it?" Huo Qingfeng raised his hand and gently stroked her face, the delicate and smooth skin on his fingertips was unforgettable.
Ling Ruoke glared at him, not falling for his trick. The place he mentioned was definitely off-limits. "I'm not going to be fooled!" she said, glancing instinctively at his crotch.
Huo Qingfeng laughed heartily, amused by his wife's expression. "Wife, I wasn't talking about that place. Of course, that place is also easy to bite, but you can't bite there anymore. What if you bite into your happiness for the rest of your life?"
"I knew you'd never say anything nice!" Ling Ruoke stomped her foot angrily. Every time she argued with him, she was the one who lost, because his mouth was so nasty, and his mind was always full of those kinds of things!
Huo Qingfeng adored her fair complexion with a rosy glow and her bright red lips. Unable to resist, he lowered his head and kissed her again. As he released her, he stroked her lips with his thumb, saying, "I told you this is the best place to bite."
Ling Ruoke, panting, glared at him, then suddenly stood on tiptoe and bit his lip. When she released him, she saw a clear tooth mark and couldn't help but giggle. Her eyes gave him a slightly provocative look, her face full of charming cuteness.
Huo Qingfeng picked her up and carried her through the park in the morning.
"Ah, what are you doing?" Ling Ruoke cried out in surprise, wrapping her arms around his neck. Although this was a park, it was still a roadside. She glanced outside and saw that everyone was looking at them. "Everyone's watching, put me down quickly."
Huo Qingfeng tossed her into the air, then dodged to a different spot and caught her. By then, Ling Ruoke's face was turned inward, and she couldn't see anyone on the street outside. "Isn't this better?"
Ling Ruoke was speechless with anger. "Big brother, you must not have learned the story of 'covering one's ears while stealing a bell.' How is what you're doing any different from that?"
Huo Qingfeng lowered his head and kissed her lips, winking at her. "Of course they're different. That story was about ears, ours is about eyes."
Ling Ruoke burst out laughing. Oh well, she'd just keep fooling herself; as long as no one complained about them affecting the city's appearance, it was fine. "Hey, do you think the city management officers might suddenly pop up and say we're affecting the city's appearance?"
"He wouldn't dare! We're a handsome man and a beautiful woman, how are we affecting the city's appearance! If he said that, I could forgive him, but if he dares to talk about my wife like that, I'll beat him until his own mother wouldn't recognize him, and let him affect the city's appearance every day!" Listen to this, he's a complete bull!
Ling Ruoke glanced at him and chuckled. "Now I believe you. You really do have the potential to be a tyrant. It's a pity you were born at the wrong time; otherwise, you would surely be remembered for all time." But only infamy.
"What would I do with that damn thing? You were born in this era, so I had no choice but to come along too. Who told me I only love my wife?" He said, then lowered his head and rubbed his forehead against hers.
Ling Ruoke wrapped her arms around his neck, looking at him with her big eyes full of laughter. "Huo Qingfeng, it's a real shame you're not a Casanova!"
"Isn't that what I'm doing right now? It's just my wife's personal Casanova." That's the kind of man the Huo family is like.
Ling Ruoke couldn't help but laugh out loud again. "Okay, okay, I won't chat with you anymore. I'm hungry, let's hurry up."
"Yes, ma'am." Huo Qingfeng picked her up and simply ran.
Ling Ruoke screamed in fright, her laughter ringing out like silver bells.
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