After Lin Xiaoqin said that, Qiao Hui completely gave up.
He ripped the wet towel off his head, ignoring the crowd in the tent, and threw it on the ground, stomping on it a few times. "Lin Xiaoqin, you're right, I do have a bad temper. What's a fever? I can just tough it out. I'm not as gentle as someone else. I'm not going to get treatment for this!"
After saying that, he stomped on the towel on the ground a few more times before rushing out the door.
Everyone was baffled by this scene.
Zhou Jiuzhen, who had been silent all along, bit his lip and glanced calmly at Song Panmei, who was looking at them pitifully from the hospital bed. He then gave a self-deprecating smile and said, "My comrade Ling is right. I really didn't get enough sleep. I need to go back and take a nap at noon!"
He shoved the thermos into Ling Huanwu's hands, then bent down to pick up the scattered White Rabbit candies in front of her.
It was as if they were picking up his pride and humility that he had thrown on the ground.
He placed the milk candy on the table with one hand, his eyes suddenly filled with tears, and he swayed precariously.
Ling Huanwu was stunned. Unconsciously, she felt that this strange man looked exactly like the big yellow dog that her grandfather used to keep in front of his house.
That day, she packed her bags and left home with her grandfather for the port city. The way Da Huang looked at them as they left was exactly the same as Zhou Jiuzhen's eyes at that moment, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world, exuding the aura of a single dog.
Zhou Jiuzhen is now practically barking like Da Huang, with his neck craned back.
His gaze slowly shifted away from the candy, and what he said was even more baffling.
"Huanwu, are you...coming back tonight?"
Ling Huanwu met his expectant gaze and nodded repeatedly.
"Of course I'll come back. I'll head back as soon as it gets dark, so it definitely won't affect my rest!"
Zhou Jiuzhen nodded and instructed her, "Then eat well, and make sure you know the way home tonight, so you don't get lost!"
His words were quite meaningful.
Ling Huanwu was completely confused, not understanding what he meant.
It's only a few hundred meters from the tent to his own little wooden shed, why would he think she would get lost?
Ling Huanwu was too embarrassed to ask him in front of everyone in the room.
He could only stare blankly as Zhou Jiuzhen left, wondering for some reason whether he too had had his core replaced.
As soon as it got dark, Ling Huanwu was eager to go home.
Since she had promised Zhou Jiuzhen she would go home, she had to keep her word and go back as soon as possible.
“Panmei, I’ve filled the thermos with water for you by the bedside, and I’ve put the bedpan under the bed. I have to go back tonight. My husband’s hand is still broken and he’s not fully recovered. I’m afraid he can’t take care of three children. I have to go back.”
After saying that, Ling Huanwu picked up her canvas bag and made as if to leave.
Song Panmei, lying on the bed, raised her beautiful eyebrows, her glassy eyes seeming to gleam with a gentle light, and her voice was soft and gentle, exceptionally obedient and tender, "That's right, Da Niu, you should go back quickly, after all, he is your man, and he is also injured, although he only has a broken hand, unlike me who has a broken leg and can't walk..."
These few words made Ling Huanwu's face turn ugly, and she stopped in her tracks.
"Then...then I'll wait until you fall asleep before going back! After all, you have a broken foot, and if you accidentally fall, that would be terrible."
Ling Huanwu finally turned around and stayed, sitting next to Song Panmei and tucking him in, her face beaming with maternal warmth, almost as if she were about to sing him a lullaby.
Guan, the military doctor who had been tidying up the medicine cabinet, rolled his eyes so hard they almost reached the sky, cursing under his breath.
He always thought that only lesbians could be manipulative, like Su Haiting.
I never expected that when gay men get into a "green tea" act, it doesn't really affect the women at all!
Especially someone as beautiful as Song Panmei, even Abbess Miejue would be mesmerized by her!
It wasn't until the drizzle outside turned into a downpour in the early hours of the morning that Song Panmei, with her leg in a sling, finally closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Before going to sleep, he repeatedly told Ling Huanwu not to go back and get caught in the rain. Only after seeing her sleeping on the cot next door did he feel at ease enough to close his eyes and go to sleep.
Ling Huanwu tossed and turned on her small bed, unable to fall asleep.
Over the past two years, she has become accustomed to being able to fall asleep only when Zhou Jiuzhen is by her side.
She got up and checked Song Panmei's face to make sure he was really asleep. Then she glanced at the army doctor, who was already fast asleep, got up, grabbed her raincoat, and rushed out into the rain.
Back at the wooden shed I had been longing for, the door opened from the inside as soon as I knocked.
Ling Huanwu apologized as she took off her raincoat, "I'm late. You weren't still up waiting for me, were you? That Song Panmei talks so much, staying up so late..."
She was explaining when she looked up and saw Zhou Jiuzhen's disheveled appearance, and then she inexplicably stopped talking.
The man, who had been full of vigor in his military uniform at noon, was now soaking wet, his military green shirt clinging to his body and outlining his strong, well-defined muscles.
He stood there at the door, his eyes wet with tears, looking at her with the expression of a long-suffering, resentful husband, his gaze filled with deep grievance.
Ling Huanwu was stunned, staring at his alluring wet body, and stammered, "You... how come you're even wetter than me? Is the house leaking so badly?"
She looked up at the roof of the wooden shed; not a drop of rain had fallen. Where did this rain come from that soaked people like this?
Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, Ling Huanwu asked in confusion, "You...you didn't wait for me at the door because I didn't come back, did you?"
"I told you not to wait for me, just leave me a kerosene lamp, why are you so disobedient? You won't be able to take your clothes off later, and I'll have to help you wash them..."
Zhou Jiuzhen trembled, tears streaming down his face. His eyes were filled with brokenness and hurt. "If I don't listen, then who will? That pretty boy?"
He murmured softly, while Ling Huanwu was humming a little tune as she prepared her and Zhou Jiuzhen's clothes.
It's so late, it'll save time if the two of them shower together.
She complained that she didn't want to wash him, but she was secretly overjoyed.
She just asked Dr. Guan to take her pulse and check the fetal development.
Dr. Guan was shocked, saying that the fetus, which was originally unstable, had become stable in a short period of time.
Ling Huanwu certainly knew the reason.
All of this was thanks to her drinking a lot of the spiritual spring water.
She now felt as strong as an ox and was determined to find Zhou Jiuzhen for a good match.
Just as she was feeling quite pleased with herself, she heard Zhou Jiuzhen muttering something beside her for a long time.
"What did you just say? I was just worried that Dr. Guan wouldn't be able to take care of him, so I didn't come back in time. I was just with him..."
Ling Huanwu explained earnestly.
She thought Zhou Jiuzhen was complaining that she came back late, and she was holding the men's tank top she had bought in Hong Kong earlier, intending to coax him.
But then he interrupted her again, as if he'd gone mad, covering his ear with one hand, "It's good that you finally came home. As for why you were late, I don't want to know, I don't want to hear it, please..."
After he finished speaking, he swayed and fell to the ground, scaring Ling Huan out of her wits.
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