Cheng Yue and Wu Wenlan stood outside the door, their brows locked since they first entered the door, and the folds were almost enough to kill a fly, and asked their mother in a low voice, "What's going on?" ”

Wu Wenlan roughly explained the situation to Cheng Yue, and in the end, she was still a little upset about Mi Jia, "That couple doesn't know what's going on, if the matter between their husband and wife is not resolved, they can't take their anger out on others!" "It is really not unethical for people to suffer such sins for no reason.

Cheng Yue didn't say a word, he always knew that Gu Xiangdong had a bad idea about Mi Jia, but he also knew Mi Jia's attitude, because he trusted Mi Jia, so he didn't pay attention to Gu Xiangdong's matter, but he didn't expect that Mi Jia's several accidents were all due to Gu Xiangdong, he regretted a little, regretting that he had not completely solved this matter.

Thinking like this, Cheng Yue's brows furrowed even tighter, and then he looked at his mother and asked, "What did the doctor say?" ”

After being reminded by Cheng Yue, Wu Wenlan remembered that she hadn't told him about Mi Jia's injury, and hurriedly said, "Li Ge came to see it just now, and said that there is no big problem, but it will take a few days to take a drip, and there may be a scar on this side of the leg, I think Mi Jia is very concerned, you can wait to comfort and comfort her." ”

Hearing this, Cheng Yue nodded and said, "I know." ”

Wu Wenlan raised her hand to look at the time, looked at Cheng Yue and asked, "Will you go to the army later?" ”

Cheng Yue shook his head and said, "Hello." "After receiving the call, he went directly out of the army, and only after getting in the car did he call Lao Lu and let them look at it.

Wu Wenlan nodded and said, "Okay, you accompany Mi Jia here, and I will go to the vegetable market before I go back to see if there is an old hen to buy one and go back to make a soup for Mi Jia or something." ”

Hearing her say this, Cheng Yue nodded in response, looked at his mother and said, "Thank you, Mom." ”

Hearing her son thank herself, Wu Wenlan's inexplicable nose was a little sour, looked at Cheng Yue and said, "What are you talking about, you are my son, Mi Jia is my daughter-in-law, what do you say thank you or not." "People will know how to cherish after they have experienced it, and now she regrets the mistakes she made before, and how much she cherishes the ordinary life she has now.

Stretched out his hand and patted Cheng Yue's shoulder, and said, "Go in, accompany Mi Jia, I heard the nurse say that the wound is very scary to look at, and it is sunken in, like a hole, and I don't know how painful it is." ”

Cheng Yue's brows furrowed a little tighter, and he promised his mother, "I will accompany her." ”

Knowing that Cheng Yue was here, Wu Wenlan had nothing to worry about, "Then I'll go back first." ”

Cheng Yue sent her to the elevator, watched her enter the elevator, and said, "You are careful on the road alone." ”

Wu Wenlan smiled, "I know, it's not a child." Although the tone was complaining, the smile on her face showed that she was happy.

Seeing the elevator closing and going down, Cheng Yue turned around and went back to the ward.

When she returned to the ward, Mi Jia hadn't woken up yet, but the two eyebrows on the face of the person lying on the bed in her sleep were tightly wrinkled, as if she had dreamed of something bad, and the whole person was a little unstable.

Cheng Yue sat down on the chair next to the bed, reached out to hold one of her hands, and the other hand stroked the frowning brow on her face, and whispered in her ear, "It's okay, I'm here ......"

Maybe Mi Jia in his sleep vaguely heard it, the tightly locked brow slowly loosened, and then the hand he held began to hold him back, and then after a long while, he slowly opened his eyes and saw Cheng Yue in front of him, whispering and a little hoarse when he just woke up, and called him softly, "Yue ......"

"Well, it's me," Cheng Yue responded to her, bowing his head and kissing her forehead gently.

Mija closed her eyes and held his hand tightly.

Cheng Yue kissed her forehead, the corners of her eyes, and her cheeks, and her movements were extremely gentle, and finally slowly let her go and asked her in a low voice, "Do you want to sleep for a while?" ”

Mija shook her head, her eyes just staring at him, and asked, "Did you delay your training again?" ”

Cheng Yue smiled, shook his head and said, "You are the most important." There was nothing more important than her, and he couldn't imagine what it would be like to lose her.

A simple sentence, no deliberate affection or flowery rhetoric, but at this time, Mi Jia wanted to cry, but the tears were happy, with a smile, and asked him with a slight cry, "Am I dragging you back again?" "Trouble for him again and again, time and time again to get him out of the intense training, she really didn't seem to help with anything but pulling him back.

Cheng Yue chuckled and looked at her and shook his head, "No." ”

"Are you comforting me?" Mi Jia muttered, her eyes were still slightly misty, in fact, she felt guilty about Cheng Yue, she had never been a good wife and mother, and she had to let him keep accommodating her, adjust her work and rest, and even have to rush to both sides of the army and the apartment, if she was another woman, maybe there would be no trouble for her, compared to him, she really paid very little for the husband and wife relationship between the two of them, and he was always giving and accommodating.

"Then I said, actually, I want to be lazy, so will you feel better?" Cheng Yue asked her, reaching out to brush the hair on her forehead, the hand that had become rough from years of training caressed her face, and the fingers brushed her delicate skin, gently, carefully.

Mi Jia smiled, muttered, and said affirmatively, "You won't." She knew very well that he loved his job and was proud to be a soldier, and it would be a lie to say that someone who makes time to train on weekends would want to be lazy.

Cheng Yue didn't dwell on this problem anymore, let go of her hand, gently took away the thin quilt covering her legs, looked at the wound on her calf, her face turned cold, there was no slight lock, remembering what her mother said to him before she left, she didn't speak for a while.

Seeing that he didn't speak like this, Mi Jia sat up, reached out and gently pulled his clothes, and said, "Actually, it doesn't hurt so much......

Cheng Yue turned his head, glanced at her, and then still didn't say anything, then turned his head away, raised his hand and gently put his hand on her wound.

Seeing that he remained silent, Mi Jia didn't know what he was thinking, so she reached out to pull his hand and called him, "Yue ......"