1970s: A hot-tempered wife who accompanied a soldier to the military compound and made a fortune.

Chapter 641 It seems that being in a good mood also has the effect of accelerating the recovery of injuries.
Geng Shuangling didn't expect that her aunt's fourth cousin-in-law, whom she was not yet married to, would be so easy to get along with, much more so than her own sisters-in-law: "I just hope that my fourth cousin-in-law won't find me troublesome."

"You're so lively and talkative, who could dislike you?"

Mother Fu returned quickly and pointed to the nutritional supplements on the bed: "Chu Xue, don't just focus on taking care of him, you should also take care of yourself. We'll be leaving now, I'll come back the day after tomorrow. Thank you for your hard work these past few days."

Chu Xue didn't say anything like "it's my duty," but simply told her to go back and handle her work matters and come over the day after tomorrow.

Geng Shuangling was somewhat reluctant to part: "Fourth cousin-in-law, I'll come to the steel mill to see you when I have time."

After seeing off Fu's mother and niece, Chu Xue had just arrived at the ward door when she heard, "Deputy Battalion Commander Fu, you are so lucky. Your sister-in-law is not only beautiful, but also a great cook. I almost drooled over the fish soup at noon. I wish I could have a bowl too."

Chu Xue wasn't offended at all when she heard this. Actually, it wouldn't be a bad thing to make more, and it wouldn't hurt to share a bowl with them. After all, without their bloodshed and sacrifice, there would be no peaceful life.

To put it bluntly, there was a time in her past life when she really wanted to find a soldier as a partner. She imagined him guarding the country, and her guarding him, and that they would buy a house where he was serving so that he could come home to reunite with her when he had leave.

Sometimes when she sees videos of wounded soldiers, she feels heartbroken and wishes she had superpowers to help them.

Now that she had this opportunity, she secretly decided that she would bring them a portion of each of their meals for the next few days, as a small token of her appreciation.

When Chuxue came in, everyone fell silent.

Deputy Battalion Commander Fu had warned them to watch their words and not to scare his fiancée.

Just as she was about to go in, Doctor Zhao walked in with his students. He went first to Fu Yancheng's bedside at the innermost part of the room: "Has today's medicine been changed?"

A nurse following behind her said, "Because the patient just woke up, we haven't had time to change the clothes yet."

Doctor Zhao had someone bring scissors, and he personally cut open a section of the wound. After carefully examining it, he stood up straight with a thoughtful expression, and after a long while, he finally spoke: "Youth is indeed a good thing. Deputy Battalion Commander Fu's physique is really good. In just half a day, you are much better than when you first woke up."

She glanced at Chuxue standing to the side and joked, "It seems that being in a good mood can also speed up the recovery of injuries."

Everyone naturally understood what Doctor Zhao meant, and they all smiled kindly.

Fu Yancheng smiled and glanced at Chu Xue, who was standing not far away. Chu Xue had also seen Fu, and the two looked into each other's eyes, their eyes filled with affection, which made everyone in the ward envious.

Dr. Zhao instructed the nurse to change the dressing in a while, then looked at Fu Yancheng and said, "At this rate, you'll be able to be discharged and go home to recuperate in just a few days."

After giving a few more instructions, Dr. Zhao turned to Guo Dajiang in the middle bed. However, after the examination, Dr. Zhao's tone was not friendly: "If you injure it again, I can't guarantee that you can be discharged safely. Don't think I'm just scaring you. The wound is showing signs of infection. Do you not want this leg?"

Guo Dajiang saw that Doctor Zhao was really angry: "Doctor Zhao, I know I was wrong, and I promise I will never go downstairs without permission again."

Dr. Zhao said irritably, "Not only that, but daily nutrition also needs to be kept up."

Upon hearing this, Chu Xue looked up at Guo Dajiang. She had heard the soldiers call him "instructor" before. Even if he was a company-level instructor, his salary wouldn't be too low. How could he not be getting enough nutrition when he was injured?
(End of this chapter)