After two years of marriage, the officer husband can’t stand it any longer.

The next morning, after the driver sent Guoguo to school, Gu Beinian sat in the restaurant and had breakfast.

It's so quiet at home today. My parents probably didn't come back last night, and the other three people didn't seem to get up either. I suddenly felt a little bored.

At the same time, in the military hospital, Political Commissar Zhao really had a headache. Lu Nanchen was not worthy at all, and he acted blindly and seriously injured himself.

Rich people help him wash his face, but he refuses to let others touch him. He insists on going to the toilet by himself, and the wound is opened twice while he is still alive. This ancestor is too difficult to take care of.

He was so angry that he also sighed helplessly: "Since you don't cooperate, I'll call Xiaopihou to come over."

After saying that, he took out his mobile phone, and Lu Nanchen immediately stopped him: "Don't torment my wife. She is pregnant with my daughter, and she will be tired from running back and forth."

The political commissar's face turned dark. Lu Nanchen's attitude made him dumbfounded: "Then what do you want me to do? This won't work, and that won't work either!"

Lu Nanchen didn't answer and closed his eyes. Although he missed Gu Beinian very much, he didn't want her to have to work hard back and forth.

Zhao Qing was staring at Lu Nanchen from the side, not knowing what he was thinking. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Forget it, I've decided to call Beinian."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Nanchen opened his eyes: "No!"

Zhao Qing ignored him, just glanced at the person on the bed, then turned to look at the two soldiers brought at the door: "Come on, come on, you two come in and hold him down."

Zhao Qing was worried that he would jump out of bed when he was anxious, so he was restrained first.

The soldiers looked at each other, then reached out and pressed Lu Nanchen's shoulders.

Zhao Qing took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Lu Nanchen's face dropped: "..."

Soon, the call was connected. Political Commissar Zhao complained to Gu Beinian, belittling someone who did not cooperate with treatment as worthless.

Lu Nanchen: ...so speechless!

How could a political commissar in his fifties still do such childish things?

"Yes, yes, he not only disobeyed orders, but also refused to take medicine and injections. I really can't do anything with him..."

Zhao Qing was still deliberately discrediting Lu Nanchen, how could he be so exaggerated?

After talking on the phone, he ordered the two soldiers: "You stay here and watch him until I come back."

"Good commissar."

Zhao Qing walked out of the ward and went to help coordinate a quieter single room. If he hadn't invited Gu Beinian, how could this kid accept the treatment honestly?

When Gu Beinian heard that Lu Nanchen was injured, he immediately asked the housekeeper to prepare the car. It was true that this person was injured and still kept it secret from him.

Two and a half hours later, she arrived at the military hospital, and Political Commissar Zhao personally went to meet her at the door.

At the door of the ward, Zhao Qing stopped. He would not disturb the young couple's reunion.

Gu Beinian walked in and saw the head leaning on the bed, his eyes immediately changed from indifferent to soft.

"Wife."

Gu Beinian glanced at him and asked angrily: "Didn't you tell me last night that there were no injuries at all, so why did you still have your hands and feet broken off?"

"It's not that serious. It's just a minor fracture." Lu Nanchen corrected with his head lowered.

"Alas!" Gu Beinian pinched his face: "Lie to me!"

Lu Nanchen smiled playfully: "It was too late yesterday, I'm afraid you were worried."

"Then when are you going to tell me? Have you been hiding it from me?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you." His apology can be better than a thousand words. It is the most direct and practical one.

Looking at Lu Nanchen's injuries, she couldn't bear to blame him. He had been injured for a hundred days, so now it was time to just lie in bed and recuperate.

He touched Lu Nanchen's face and asked softly: "Does it hurt?"

Lu Nanchen smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, you'll be fine soon."

"Tsk~ You have a tough tongue even if you have a broken bone. I think you are the king of tough talk." Gu Beinian mocked him unabashedly.

Lu Nanchen lowered his head: "I said it hurt and it healed without even rubbing it."

Gu Beinian snorted and sneered a few times. I have to say that sometimes his mind is really a bit straight. One sentence can make people choke to death. He simply ended the topic and said: "Have you eaten yet?"

"It's not yet time. Someone will deliver meals to patients in a while."

When I heard him say the word "sick meal", I always felt funny for no reason, and seemed to be very reluctant to eat it.

"Oh~~Okay, then you can enjoy your sick meal and I'll go eat by myself."

After Gu Beinian finished speaking, he pretended to turn around and leave. Lu Nanchen reached out and grabbed the corner of her clothes: "You really don't care about me?"

"Then what else do you have to do? Master!"

The corners of Lu Nanchen's mouth rose, and his smile stretched out: "You are teasing me, I will take care of you when I get better."

Gu Beinian looked at him with funny eyes and said in a playful tone, "Hey, I won't tease you anymore. If you need help, just tell me."

"I drank too much water and wanted to go to the toilet..."

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