It's late at night and everyone is asleep.

The towering street lamps illuminate the entire night sky of the capital.

When the sound of even breathing came from the bed next to him, Su Ziyu turned his head and looked at the small bulge on the bed next to him with burning eyes.

In the silent room, even the heartbeat can be heard clearly.

Su Ziyu silently listened to his own heartbeat, looking at his young wife who was so close to him, his heart filled with happiness and excitement.

It was not until a ray of light appeared in the sky that someone on the hospital bed could no longer resist the sleepiness and slowly fell asleep.

The little soldier arrived at seven o'clock, and as soon as he opened the door, he was scared away by a look.

The moment he closed the door, the little soldier stroked his chest for a long time, and his heartbeat, which had stopped due to fright, slowly recovered.

The little soldier sighed, that's right!

Those sissy words he said yesterday afternoon were definitely just his imagination.

His captain was a top soldier who had defeated ten special forces soldiers by himself. How could he possibly say such sissy words?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible! The young soldier sat down on a chair outside the ward and took out the study material given to him by the squad leader from his pocket and started reading it.

At half past seven, Su Changjiang and Zhang Fengxia entered the hospital carrying a thermos bucket of cooked pork rib soup.

Seeing Zhang Fengxia and Su Changjiang coming, the young soldier quickly stood up and saluted.

Su Changjiang glanced at the door of the ward and whispered, "Is he still awake inside?"

The little soldier pursed his lips and nodded hurriedly.

There were not many chairs at the door of the ward, so Su Changjiang and Zhang Fengxia went directly to the small balcony at the end of the fifth floor.

"Dad, what do you think Zhihuan is thinking about our second son?" Zhang Fengxia glanced around and made sure there was no one around before she spoke in a low voice.

Say she likes it! She didn't seem to be very nervous about the second boy's injury.

She said she didn't like it! She was willing to stay and take care of the second boy, and even served him water.

"I don't know what Zhihuan is thinking, but I know what your second son is thinking." Su Changjiang sighed, "Just listen to whatever your second son says. Why do you worry so much?"

Whether the young couple likes it or not is their business. As for old people, all they have to do is not hold their son back.

Why bother with them so much!

"What do you mean my second boy? Is the second boy mine alone? Can I give birth to him alone?" Zhang Fengxia glared at Su Changjiang.

And I listen to him in everything.

He is so capable, how come he can't even take care of his young wife? ! He makes an old woman worry about it!

"Okay, okay, okay! My second kid is done, right?!" Su Changjiang sighed helplessly.

This old woman really dares to say anything.

"Zi Yu is not young anymore. People of his age in the village already have several children..." Zhang Fengxia sighed.

"The sow can give birth, do you want it, little boy?" Su Changjiang chuckled.

“…”

This one sentence left Zhang Fengxia speechless.

"We old folks shouldn't meddle in the affairs of the young couple. You just need to know that if you're good to your daughter-in-law, you're being good to you...my second son, and that's enough." Su Changjiang took the thermos from Zhang Fengxia and wrapped himself in his cotton coat.

"Puchi!" Zhang Fengxia couldn't help laughing.

"Old thing!"

"Don't say these things in front of your daughter-in-law in the future. If you push her too far, she'll kick you. Then you can just wait to see her cry." Su Changjiang warned.

Zhihuan is a very opinionated girl! How can they control her? ! "I know, I'm not stupid." Zhang Fengxia rolled her eyes.

The second boy's thoughts about his daughter-in-law are almost engraved on his forehead. Only a fool would make her unhappy.

Even if it wasn't for that brat, she couldn't do such a stupid thing just to have a grandson sooner.

At eight o'clock, the doctor started his rounds on the sixth floor as usual.

When I went down to the fifth floor, the clock showed eight fifty.

The doctor walked very lightly for fear of disturbing the patient's rest.

When the little soldier, who was concentrating on memorizing the new rules and regulations, noticed a dark shadow passing by, he looked up and saw a large group of doctors in white coats standing at the door of the ward.

"Crack!"

Before he could react, doctors in white coats rushed in.

Someone was staring at his young wife's rosy face intently when he heard the door open and turned his head...

"Captain Su, are you feeling better today? Does the wound on your head still hurt?" The chief doctor opened the medical record and greeted Su Ziyu with a smile.

"Keep your voice down, my wife is still sleeping." Su Ziyu reminded in a low voice.

Chief Doctor: “…”

All the doctors looked towards the bed next door.

This time...

Still sleeping?! Are you here to take care of patients or catch up on some sleep?

The person on the bed was breathing evenly, and his fair and tender face was now rosy, just like the red apple hanging on the tree.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Su Ziyu coughed lightly.

The doctors looked away in embarrassment.

After a quiet questioning and examination, everyone disappeared in a second, just like when they came.

Shen Zhihuan, who knew nothing about this, was sleeping soundly.

After staying up for several nights to finish the manuscript, he was finally ready to take a break when Su Ziyu got injured again.

Two days and one night of train, traveling all the way...

She was lucky that she didn't collapse on the road.

When Shen Zhihuan woke up, the sun was already halfway up in the sky.

She turned over with a moan and rubbed her body against the pillow out of habit. The unfamiliar touch startled her.

She suddenly opened her eyes.

Shen Zhihuan, whose thoughts began to return, somersaulted over.

"Awake?" Su Ziyu curled his thin lips slightly.

"Good morning!" Shen Zhihuan smiled awkwardly.

Fortunately, Su Ziyu was not a critically ill patient, otherwise, with the way she slept, if there was any emergency, she would be dead by the time she woke up.

Shen Zhihuan quickly grabbed the clothes on the chair and started putting them on.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

As they were talking, Shen Zhihuan, who was neatly dressed, had already approached Su Ziyu's bedside and placed his warm hand on his forehead to test it.

Not noticing anything unusual, Shen Zhihuan took out the thermometer from the drawer of the bedside table, shook it, and skillfully placed it under Su Ziyu's armpit.

"I'm fine!" Su Ziyu's lips curled up slightly.

The young wife is becoming more and more like a real wife.

"That's good!"

Shen Zhihuan, with a messy head, went to the bathroom quickly to wash up.

When she came out again, her chicken coop had been tied into a small bun by her, and there was a basin of water for washing her face in her hand.

This time, Shen Zhihuan was obviously much more skilled.

"What do you want to eat in the morning..." At this point, Shen Zhihuan smiled playfully, "Forget it, let me ask it in a different way. Captain Su, what do you want to eat for lunch?"

"Anything is fine! I'm not picky." Su Ziyu pursed his thin lips.

Many people call him Captain Su, but to call him Captain Su so nicely...

Only his young wife.

The voice is crisp, sweet and tender.

That feeling...

Completely different! (End of this chapter)