Time space: the rough man's sick beauty, she turned wild

Chapter 207 I can be discharged from the hospital

A meal, the guest and host enjoy.

After clearing away the dishes, the little soldier returned to the army.

Shen Zhihuan twisted the towel for Su Ziyu, his left hand was broken, his right hand is fine, and the trauma on his head has already healed, so he can wipe his face by himself.

After he washed his face and hands, Shen Zhihuan helped him mix half a basin of hot water to scald his feet.

"Zhihuan..." Su Ziyu put his feet into the basin, looked at Shen Zhihuan who was pouring boiling water into the infusion bottle, and a complex look flashed in his eyes.

"Speak up if you have something to say." Shen Zhihuan poured boiling water carefully without raising his head.

Su Ziyu was confused.

Going deep behind enemy lines alone and losing contact with the troops, he was not so indecisive and full of worries.

She didn't have him in her heart, there was no doubt about it.

He was afraid that once he asked some words, he would lose the chance to take them back.

For this cruel little daughter-in-law, he really didn't know what to do.

After filling the bottle and tightening the cork, Shen Zhihuan wrapped a towel on a bed and put one on the bed.

After cleaning up the water stains on the square table, Shen Zhihuan remembered that someone seemed to have something to say to her just now.

"What's the matter?" Shen Zhihuan covered his mouth and yawned, and sat on the chair next to Su Ziyu's bed, waiting for him to wash his feet so he could clean up the footwashing water.

"...The doctor said that I can be discharged from the hospital in two days." Su Ziyu's voice was very low, but the restlessness between his brows was obvious.

Some words rolled down his throat thousands of times.

This time, he still brewed for a long time, and finally swallowed it.

The stakes are too high!

He dare not...

He can't afford to lose.

"That's great." Shen Zhihuan thought he was going to spend the New Year in the hospital.

You must have a good time in your first year here.

"Do you have pots and pans at home, and someone who cooks?" Shen Zhihuan suddenly thought of a question.

"Yes." Su Ziyu nodded quickly.

Buy it if you don't have one.

"Where is the bed? I mean the bed I sleep in, is there any?"

The courtyard house cannot go back for the time being, so she can only live in the family courtyard at zero o'clock.

"I'll let someone arrange it tomorrow, so don't worry!" Seeing that Shen Zhihuan didn't resist at all, Su Ziyu's tone lightened up.

The restlessness between the brows and eyes also dissipated.

"Is your place far from the supply and marketing cooperative?"

"Not far, just two streets away."
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Early the next morning, when the little soldier arrived, he was sent by Su Ziyu to buy things.

Firewood, rice, oil, salt, pots and pans...

The little soldier took out his small notebook and wrote them down one by one.

bed, quilt...

The little soldier was startled, "Commander, is the bed in your room broken?"

"If I tell you to buy it, you can buy it. There's so much nonsense." Su Ziyu was in a good mood as soon as he could live with his little wife.

her heart...

He settled down.

her people...

He also decided.

Sooner or later!

As the saying goes, it’s never too late for a good meal.

"Remember to buy thicker cotton wool, softer quilts, more flour, peppers, peppercorns, and seasonings for cooking. If the supply and marketing cooperatives don't have them, you should go to the political commissar and ask him to find a way. "Su Ziyu explained one by one.

"Oh! That's right! When you go back next time, bring a few of these infusion bottles back."

The little soldier nodded.

"Buy more bowls and plates, and a basin for washing vegetables..."

The little soldier lowered his head to remember, and looked up from time to time to confirm.

When Shen Zhihuan came back from buying breakfast, the little soldier had disappeared.

"Where's Comrade Xiaoliu?" Shen Zhihuan put the soy milk, fried dough sticks and a few big meat buns on the small square table.

"I told him to go back and do some shopping." Su Ziyu opened the bedside table and took out the bowls and chopsticks for two people.

"Can he do it alone? This is a big project." Shen Zhihuan poured a large bowl of soy milk for Su Ziyu with a thermos.

There are so many messy things, how can one person buy them?
"You have to trust your comrades." Su Ziyu picked up the fried dough stick and took a bite.

Shen Zhi laughed happily, without denying it.

Early the next morning, the little soldier came, completed the discharge procedures, and they packed up and went downstairs.

As soon as they left the building of the inpatient department, they saw Chu Fang in a white coat standing by the flower platform that they had to pass through.

Shen Zhihuan raised an eyebrow.

This is knowing that Su Ziyu is going to leave, afraid that there will be no chance in the future, and making one last effort?
"Comrade Shen Zhihuan, can I have a few words with you alone?" Chu Fang looked at Shen Zhihuan.

As if she was afraid that Shen Zhihuan would disagree, she hurriedly added, "Just a few words, it won't take up too much of your time."

"No!" Shen Zhihuan shook his head, "I have nothing to say to you."

Chu Fang: "..."

Shen Zhihuan narrowed his eyes, "Say, I'm going with you, what if you lay down there, get a hole in your head and bleed a little, or break an arm or leg, and then say that I'm dissatisfied with Su Ziyu for saving you, Feeling resentful towards you, deliberately pushing you, hurting you, you say, how wronged I am!"

"...how can you miss me so much, I...I just want to thank you..." Chu Fang's face flushed instantly.

"Thank you?" Shen Zhi laughed happily, "I didn't save you, the Lord is here, why do you thank me? Besides, since it is a thank you, why can't others hear it?"

"Doctor Chu, take your little thoughts away, don't treat everyone as fools."

After finishing speaking, Shen Zhihuan helped Su Ziyu pass her by.

"Shen Zhihuan, do you think you are worthy of him?" Chu Fang roared unwillingly.

Shen Zhihuan looked at Su Ziyu from top to bottom, then turned to look at Chu Fang, and smiled, "Why don't we match, I think we are a perfect match."

Chu Fang had a mouthful of old blood stuck in her throat.

She had never seen such a brazen person.

A mud leg...

Have the nerve to say yes? !

"Honey, tell Dr. Chu, are we worthy?" Shen Zhihuan took Su Ziyu's arm, her voice was delicate and soft, with a hint of coquettish tone.

Someone's heart softened.

Su Ziyu looked down at her appearance, his Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably.

"match!"

"Perfect match!" After finishing speaking, fearing that Shen Zhihuan would feel perfunctory, he hurriedly added another word.
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"Nothing?" Su Changhe frowned, "Is there nothing wrong?"

Why is he so unbelievable? !
The eldest brother, sister-in-law and that sick child have all gone...

When the three of them went, they looked like the sky had collapsed.

like all right? !
When the villagers learned that Su Ziyu was injured, they all secretly thought that he was overcome by that sick child of the Shen family.

He also agreed with the conjecture of the villagers.

Su Ziyu has been a soldier for so many years, and he was injured as soon as he argued with her, so it has nothing to do with it...

I don't believe it!

"No." Wang Chunmei frowned and shook her head lightly.

If something really happened to Su Ziyu, how could Su Changjiang and Zhang Fengxia be in the mood to buy new year's goods.

The big and small bags...

Wang Baotian's ox cart could barely fit.

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