She picked up the wooden comb and carefully combed her wet long hair, letting the breeze blow through it, taking away the water droplets on her hair and seemingly taking away the tense atmosphere just now.
Her movements were slow and graceful, like a moving painting, revealing a tranquility that was unaffected by the outside world.
While waiting for his hair to dry, Xu Qinghe was not idle.
She took out a small booklet with slightly yellowed edges from the drawer. It was her diary.
Whenever there is a memorable moment in her life, whether it is happiness or challenge, she likes to record it in words. Even if it is just a few words, it is a respect and treasure for her own life.
Everything that happened today - the encounter with Yin Yunjie in the hospital and the confrontation with Wan Ruyi - became the main content of the diary.
She did not mention the secret of secretly giving Yin Yunjie the spiritual spring water to drink, but only recorded the doctor's instructions and an in-depth analysis of Wan Ruyi's character.
Between the lines, there is both feminine delicacy and profound insight into human nature.
Xu Qinghe knew very well that Wan Ruyi was the kind of person who was accustomed to using her family background to bully others, and her weaknesses were as obvious as her arrogance.
For such people, as long as they don't touch his bottom line, Xu Qinghe doesn't mind keeping a distance and avoiding unnecessary fights.
However, if Wan Ruyi does not know when to advance or retreat and invades her territory again, Xu Qinghe is ready to fight back. At that time, she will let Wan Ruyi realize that her power and status are not the only ones who can speak in this world.
After the pen was put down and dried up, Xu Qinghe felt a sense of relief, but the hunger that followed reminded her that it was time to take care of her body.
The running around along the way, especially the mental confrontation just now, consumed a lot of her energy.
In the cafeteria, away from the hustle and bustle of the crowd, a fat uncle with a kind smile on his face was preparing ingredients for dinner. Seeing Xu Qinghe coming, he greeted him warmly.
The fat uncle was a little surprised by Xu Qinghe's request, but he quickly agreed. For Xu Qinghe, this little help was like a ray of sunshine in winter, warm and caring.
With the uncle's kindness, Xu Qinghe began to prepare a pot of nourishing chicken soup for Yin Yunjie, her heart full of expectations and determination for the future.
As her eyes gently swept across a corner of the courtyard, a long-silent stove came into view. Compared with the traditional stove, it looked more delicate and convenient, like the whisper of time, leaving traces of modernization on this ancient land.
Although there were several stoves around that emitted the warm aroma of charcoal fire, they were either occupied by pots with curling smoke or surrounded by kettles with swirling steam. Xu Qinghe knew that it was inconvenient to disturb the rhythm of life that belonged to others.
This hospital is dedicated to providing services for soldiers and their families. Those who live here are either tough men or their closest relatives. Every inch of the air is filled with the special care and warmth given by the country.
Therefore, when Xu Qinghe asked to borrow the stove, the uncle who managed the cafeteria immediately had an understanding smile on his face. There was no hesitation in his eyes, as if to say: In a place like this, there is no need to be polite.
"Oh, little girl, you're not going to let your guests spend money like that. The stove is empty anyway. You just need to move the kettle to another place and you can cook the soup in peace. Just remember to clean it after use and put it back where it belongs."
These words, like a gentle spring breeze, moistened Xu Qinghe's heart.
When Xu Qinghe learned that she could borrow the stove, her joy was almost beyond words. She thanked him repeatedly, turned around and went back to her room briskly.
In that secret space that belongs to her, there are ingredients that she has carefully prepared, including a wide variety of frozen meats, from chicken, duck to fish, enough to meet her meal needs for several days.
Considering Yin Yunjie's current physical condition, it is inconvenient for her to go out shopping. This advance preparation undoubtedly solved her urgent problem.
Looking back at when I first arrived, although my luggage was heavy, it also contained the wisdom to fight the cold season. The food could be preserved for a long time, and even if I encountered curious eyes occasionally, I had enough reason to face them calmly.
Xu Qinghe pretended to go back to the ward to check, but in fact she quietly prepared half a fat chicken and several carefully selected seasonings. After everything was ready, she carefully cleaned the pot and chicken, added seasonings, and all her movements were skillful and orderly.
Then, she took all of this into the kitchen filled with the smell of smoke and took the initiative to join the busy procession.
In the kitchen, two chefs and three assistants each perform their duties, creating a harmonious and busy picture.
Xu Qinghe's understanding quickly integrated into the team like a breath of fresh air.
The uncle who first talked to her was affectionately called Chef Zhou, and the other was Chef Li. The remaining female helpers came from different families - the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Zhang family and the warm-hearted Aunt Zhao.
This group of people were all friendly and easy to get along with. After a while, Xu Qinghe became one of them, and their laughter and conversations echoed in the kitchen.
"Xiao Jian, it turns out your husband is Director Yin. What a talented couple and beautiful woman! I'm so envious!"
An unintentional compliment made Xu Qinghe feel mixed emotions.
She did not mention Yin Yunjie's name directly, but just mentioned her husband who was still unconscious in the intensive care unit. Everyone exchanged glances tacitly, and they still remembered the tense moment that was known to the whole hospital.
Xu Qinghe forced a wry smile, a hint of worry lingering in his humble words. "So what if he's good-looking? I never dreamed this mission would be so dangerous. He confidently said he'd report back when it was done, but who knew I'd get news of serious injuries? The division commander urged me to come quickly, afraid I'd miss anything..."
"Fortunately, fate was kind to me. As soon as the train arrived, I heard that the operation was successful. Now I'm just hoping he wakes up soon. At that moment, I finally breathed a sigh of relief."
After she finished speaking, Xu Qinghe sniffed lightly, and the uneasiness and sorrow were clearly visible in her eyes.
Losing Yin Yunjie, even if it was just missing the chance to see him for the last time, was a burden she could not bear.
After two months of living together day and night, Yin Yunjie has already become an indispensable part of her life.
His bravery and sacrifice established a heroic image in Xu Qinghe's heart, and she prayed that he would return safely.
These words instantly plunged the kitchen, which was originally bustling with laughter and conversation, into a brief silence, followed by a sigh of sympathy.
Outsiders only see the glorious surface but do not understand the hardships and dangers behind it. As family members, they can empathize even more.
Xu Qinghe had been married for only half a year, and her first visit was to her husband who was on his sickbed. Her look with her head down and tears in her eyes was so heartbreaking.
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