"Why are you running around as a patient instead of staying in the ward?" Shen Zhihuan supported Su Ziyu and walked slowly back.

Seeing that there was nothing left for the young soldier to do, he trotted back to the inpatient department to get his thermos bucket and lunch box to buy food.

"I saw that you haven't come back yet, and I was a little worried, so I came out to greet you." Su Ziyu lowered his head, his voice was very soft, and seemed to contain a little grievance.

"I'm such a grown-up, are you still afraid that I'll get lost?" Shen Zhihuan couldn't help laughing.

"You already have injuries on your body, and if you go out and bump into something, what will happen? Do you still want to get better?"

There is no elevator these days, and with his half-crippled body, I don’t know how he got down? !

The bone hasn't healed well to begin with. If something happens again, what will I do if I become disabled? As soon as I reached the stairs on the first floor, I ran into Chu Fang who was coming down from her rounds.

Shen Zhihuan raised his eyebrows slightly. There really is a "ape" here!

"Su..." Chu Fang bit her lip, hesitantly looking at Su Ziyu who was being helped upstairs by Shen Zhihuan. His resentful little look made Shen Zhihuan's mouth corners rise uncontrollably.

She thought that in the future there would be little white flowers everywhere, but unexpectedly, white lotuses were also prevalent these days.

"Wife, you must be cold! Let your husband warm your hands." Su Ziyu grabbed Shen Zhihuan's hand and slowly went upstairs without even bothering to say hello to Chu Fang.

When they passed by each other, Shen Zhihuan clearly saw that the man in the white coat had red eyes...

"Su Ziyu, do you want to consider her? I think she doesn't have any other major problems except her bad character." After going up one floor and making sure that the man in the white coat downstairs couldn't hear him, Shen Zhihuan leaned towards Su Ziyu and whispered.

"I don't like doctors." Su Ziyu took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to cover her mouth, and said coldly.

"Don't like doctors?!" This is a bit unreasonable.

I have a wife who is a doctor. If I have a headache or a fever, I don’t have to go to the hospital and I even save the registration fee.

If someone in the family gets sick or suffers from any disaster in the future, having a doctor wife will save you a lot of detours and money! And doctors earn a lot...

"How did you get to know Chai Yufeng?" Su Ziyu changed the subject.

"We are all from the same hometown, there's nothing strange about knowing each other." Shen Zhihuan evaded the question.

Although Chai Yufeng did not say explicitly what he was doing, it was always done in secret.

At least it can't be seen in the light these days.

Although Su Ziyu seems to be an okay person, one cannot judge a person by his appearance.

Besides...

He is a soldier.

He has his beliefs, persistence and principles.

And she and Chai Yufeng are very likely to be on the opposite side of him.

so……

Shen Zhihuan's eyes darkened slightly.

"I remember there didn't seem to be anyone with the surname Chai in Panshi Village. They just moved here..."

"Su Ziyu, just say what you want to say. Don't beat around the bush." ​​Shen Zhihuan stopped.

"What are you afraid of?" Su Ziyu lowered his eyes and looked at Shen Zhihuan.

He always felt that she had a secret, but what was it that made her so nervous?

Could it be that her secret is related to that Chai Yufeng?

"Are we familiar with each other?"

Shen Zhihuan broke free from Su Ziyu's hand and went upstairs without looking back.

She just knew...

In front of a meticulous person, an unintentional micro-expression may be interpreted by him as a thesis.

What's more, this meticulous man was a scout.

Shen Zhihuan pushed open the door of the ward, washed her hands, filled two infusion bottles with boiling water from the thermos, and sat directly on the steel pipe bed where she slept.

Su Ziyu stroked his palm, his eyes deep.

After a long silence, he slowly returned to the ward.

When the little soldier came back with the thermos bucket and lunch box, there was a person sitting on the bed, one reading a book, and the other looking at...

People! Although this was the case most of the time before, but at this moment...

The little soldier inexplicably felt the low pressure in the air.

"sister in law……"

"You guys eat, I'll go to the cafeteria." Shen Zhihuan said and left without looking back.

She originally wanted to wait until he could take care of himself before leaving, so as to repay his parents for taking care of her for a while. But now it seems...

It can't be kept.

Most people can get away with it by evading payment for their royalties.

Trying to deceive a military chief who was a former scout and had a strong network of connections is simply courting death.

As long as they show their military officer ID, they can get any internal information.

Shen Zhihuan suddenly felt a little regretful!

At first it was really...

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Too careless! The young soldier watched the door of the ward open and close again, "Captain..."

The person on the hospital bed pulled the quilt directly over his head.

The little soldier looked at the thermos bucket and lunch box on the square table, feeling like crying but without tears.

When Shen Zhihuan arrived, the hospital cafeteria was almost closed, and there were very few dishes to choose from. Shen Zhihuan glanced at the soup at the bottom of the enamel basin and directly ordered a bowl of plain noodles.

While waiting for the noodles, a middle-aged woman who had also ordered a bowl of plain noodles at the window sat down opposite her in a familiar manner.

"Girl, is anyone in your family hospitalized here as well?"

"Yeah!" Shen Zhihuan nodded slightly, not wanting to say more.

She has never had much desire to communicate with strangers.

"My son injured his arm while on a mission and is also hospitalized here, on the third floor of the inpatient department, room 302." The middle-aged woman pointed in the direction of the third floor of the inpatient department.

"Oh!" Shen Zhihuan glanced in the direction of the kitchen and nodded politely.

"Who is sick in your family?" the middle-aged woman pulled back.

"A distant relative." In order not to appear perfunctory, Shen Zhihuan curled his lips symbolically.

"What disease does your distant relative have?" the middle-aged woman asked again.

"Mental illness!" Shen Zhihuan replied indifferently.

As he was speaking, the waiter came over with a tray containing two bowls of the same size of plain noodles.

After taking the noodles, Shen Zhihuan mixed them casually, blew on them slightly, and started eating.

After traveling back and forth for an entire afternoon, her stomach was already empty.

"Will he hit people?" the middle-aged woman frowned.

Shen Zhihuan sipped his cheeks and nodded.

There were quite a lot of people getting beaten.

Shen Zhihuan added in his heart.

Su Ziyu, who was standing at the entrance of the cafeteria, laughed angrily.

She said, do we know each other well?

It really hurt him.

He thought...

Even if she doesn't like him yet, she will treat him a little differently from others.

Unexpectedly, her words, "Are we familiar with each other?" negated everything they said.

Worried about her coming out alone, Su Ziyu quickly got out of bed and went to look for her.

As soon as I walked to the door, I heard her talking about distant relatives...

Distant relative?! In her heart, he is just a distant relative? Mental illness...

Will hit people! Su Ziyu pinched his swollen eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)