Reborn in the 1970s, the cold soldier is a bit sweet

"Chu Xingchen, you have no idea what I want."

He apologized and promised over and over again, but he never said "I was wrong" because he never felt that he was wrong.

Yes, he was right, but she was wrong. She was not a qualified military wife.

Wang Xiaoxiao was a little confused. With her temperament, could she be a qualified military wife?

What she wanted was someone who could stay with her every day, but it was obvious that Chu Xingchen was not such a person.

Wang Xiaoxiao admitted that she was making trouble unreasonably, but she couldn't control herself.

If the man in front of her had nothing to do with her, she would praise him like everyone else after hearing about his glorious events.

But when he is her husband, how can others experience that feeling.

"What do you want?"

Chu Xingchen's somewhat urgent voice sounded in his ears: "As long as it's what you want, I can give it to you."

Wang Xiaoxiao lowered his eyes. He couldn't give her what she wanted.

She can't be so selfish...

Wang Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Chu Xingchen paused for a moment. He asked her what she wanted, and she replied that she was sorry.

He couldn't hide the bitterness in his heart.

Wang Xiaoxiao was not looking at him. He pulled out a folding bed from under the hospital bed, unfolded it, and lay on it with his clothes closed to rest.

She doesn't want to think about anything now, she just wants to have a good sleep.

The too quiet atmosphere in the ward made people feel a little depressed for no reason.

The two seemed to have entered a cold war for no apparent reason.

There was no light on in the room, it was pitch black.

Chu Xingchen was lying on the bed unable to sleep. The sound of her breathing became clearer and clearer in his ears, occasionally mixed with the creaking sound of the folding bed.

He endured the pain and turned over, lying on his side and looking at her. In the darkness, he could only vaguely see a bulging ball.

She must be exhausted these days.

Chu Xingchen just stared at her silently, with tenderness in his eyebrows.

He didn't close his eyes until sleepiness hit him.

In the middle of the night, Wang Xiaoxiao was awakened by the rustling sound coming from the ward. Although he was deeply sleepy, he still forced himself to get up.

"what happened?"

Chu Xingchen had already stood up and moved to the bedside. Hearing her question, he whispered back: "I want to go to the toilet."

Wang Xiaoxiao rubbed his eyes: "You wait, I will call a soldier to take you there."

Chu Xingchen paused and said as if he was angry: "No need."

He gritted his teeth and got out of bed, dragging his injured leg and limping out.

Wang Xiaoxiao was so angry that she couldn't help but beat the bed and muttered: "Why are you so crazy?"

After all, she was worried about his leg injury, so she picked up the flashlight on the bedside table and chased after him.

Without saying a word, Wang Xiaoxiao put the flashlight into his hand, took his other hand, put it on his shoulder, and put one hand around his waist, hugging him.

Chu Xingchen refused: "I can do it myself."

Wang Xiaoxiao ignored him and dragged him forward. When he reached the bathroom door, he put him down, took two steps back, and stood there waiting for someone.

Chu Xingchen pursed his lips, entered the men's room, and quickly took care of his physiological needs.

While standing in front of the sink washing his hands, he looked at the slender figure at the door from the corner of his eye and sighed inaudibly.

On the way back, the two of them didn't say a word.

Wang Xiaoxiao helped him lie on the bed and went to sleep.

The next day, she was awakened by muffled conversations. When she opened her eyes, there was another person in the ward.

When Yang Xiangdong saw her waking up, he said apologetically: "Brother and sister, I've disturbed you, I'm sorry."

Wang Xiaoxiao shook his head: "No, I woke up."

"You talk, don't worry about me."

After saying that, she put away the folding bed, put it back in place, and went out with the washbasin and toiletries.

In the ward, Yang Xiangdong continued the topic: "Old Chu, I have already checked. The landslide was not an accident. The soil on that short stretch of road had been tampered with, and the falling snow covered it up, so we didn't notice it at the time. "

"I guess their main purpose is to sabotage this training session and unseat you, the person in charge."

"Nowadays, it is impossible for you to dismount in order to save injured people. I think they may use other methods."

Chu Xingchen thought: "Have you found out? Who revealed the news about the training camp?"

Yang Xiangdong shook his head: "Not yet. The scope involved is quite wide and it will take some time."

Chu Xingchen said: "Okay, you check as much as you can first. I'll deal with the rest after I'm discharged from the hospital."

Yang Xiangdong responded and talked about other things: "The interrogation of several people brought back by the hospital has been completed. The nurse who poisoned the hospital was fired from the hospital a month ago due to corruption."

"She confessed that a person named Chen San gave her a large sum of money the night before yesterday and asked her to come to the hospital to poison you."

How could a person who was originally greedy for money resist such temptation: "She sneaked back to the hospital secretly and knocked out the nurse who was changing your dressing."

Chu Xingchen asked: "Where is Chen San?"

Yang Xiangdong paused: "He's dead, our people left a step too late."

The thread is broken again.

For a moment, both of them fell into silence. This feeling of being an enemy in the dark was really unpleasant.

After a while, Chu Xingchen said: "Let's put it aside in advance. Anyway, we can't control more than those few people. Let's check the training matter first."

Yang Xiangdong nodded: "Okay."

He thought for a moment and said, "Do you think these two things were written by the same person?"

Chu Xingchen pondered for a while: "Maybe it is, maybe it is not."

One wants his power, the other wants his life.

Thinking of what happened yesterday, he said to Yang Xiangdong: "Assign some people and pay attention to anyone suspicious near the hospital. My wife was followed yesterday."

Yang Xiangdong said: "Well, I'll make arrangements when I get back. Do you want to send over the two people you arranged to protect your younger siblings?"

Chu Xingchen thought for a moment and refused: "No need for the time being."

Yang Xiangdong nodded and patted Chu Xingchen on the shoulder: "Old Chu, get well and return to the team to take charge of the overall situation."

He usually has his friends to support him. He is used to being lazy and is really not used to such a brain-consuming thing.

Chu Xingchen glanced at him: "I plan to take this opportunity to take some time off, and I will leave the team's affairs to you first."

"No!" Yang Xiangdong said pitifully: "It's the end of the year soon. There are already a lot of things in the team, and now these are added to it. I really can't bear it anymore."

"I'm so worried that I have several gray hairs. I can't do it without you."

Chu Xingchen said calmly: "You can do it. People's potential can be infinitely stimulated."

"Okay, there's nothing going on at the hospital. You can go back and do your work first."

Yang Xiangdong...

His tone was pitiful: "Okay, I'm just going to work hard."

When Wang Xiaoxiao came back, Chu Xingchen was the only one left in the ward.

She placed the wash water next to the bed and handed Chu Xingchen a towel: "Take care of it yourself."

After Wang Xiaoxiao finished speaking, he took the lunch box and went out again.

Before Chu Xingchen opened his mouth to say what he wanted to say, the ward door was closed again.

He gritted his teeth in anger and lay back on the bed.

When Wang Xiaoxiao returned to the ward with breakfast, the toiletries were left intact, and the man on the bed was lying with his back to the door.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he only moved his shoulders and did not turn around.