Marry an officer at the beginning, wear a book girl and play songs every day

"I know, even if I die, I won't tell anyone. Even if you hand over a special medicine like yours, I won't be able to make it."

"Daughter-in-law, the military drawings you gave me are more useful than these special wound medicines. I have sent them back to Yanjing through secret channels."

"Those drawings are now being studied by the country, but your name will not be on the credit book."

Song Ranran's special wound medicine is not a magic medicine. Those injuries still need to be removed by doctors. There are also wound medicine in the hospital now, but the effect is not that good.

"I am not doing it for these false claims. The country has more powerful weapons, and many fewer people will die in the war in a few years. I also hope that our country will become stronger and our people will become richer."

The stronger the country, the better and better the people's living conditions will be.

"daughter in law!"

Seeing that Song Ranran's mood had calmed down, Gu Beicheng put his big hands around her head and kissed her earlobes and neck with restraint.

"You're so seriously injured, yet you're still not being honest!"

Song Ranran raised Gu Beicheng's hand and took out a ribbon from the space to tie it.

He took out the disinfectant paper towel from the space and began to wipe his body.

"Daughter-in-law, you smell so good. We haven't had any in-depth communication in more than 20 days. I can't bear it."

Gu Beicheng wanted to kiss Song Ranran's alluring red lips, but she had a mysophobia and she hadn't brushed her teeth for more than half a month.

He was afraid that if he kissed her like this, he would really have to be a monk for the next half month.

"Just talk nonsense! Just lie down and I'll wipe your body with disinfectant paper towels and then apply special wound medicine on you."

Song Ranran glared at Gu Beicheng angrily and began to wipe all parts of his body with disinfectant paper towels.

"Daughter-in-law, there is still one spot you haven't wiped!"

Gu Beicheng looked at Song Ranran aggrievedly, then lowered his eyelids and looked at the erected tool.

"Your hand is not injured, take it and clean it yourself."

I was worried about his injury just now, and didn't think about anything else.

"It's already this time, can't you be more serious?"

Song Ranran blushed and looked away, not daring to look again. She didn't feel it before, but now that Gu Beicheng specifically pointed it out, her body began to feel weak.

"Daughter-in-law, please help me!"

Gu Beicheng's voice was low and hoarse, and he looked at Song Ranran with burning eyes.

Because Song Ranran wiped his body, her thin pajamas were soaked with sweat, and her skin was looming under the white pajamas.

"I'll apply special wound medicine on you first."

Song Ranran knew what Gu Beicheng wanted her to do, and she was reluctant to do it before.

Now that she saw Gu Beicheng feeling so uncomfortable, after thinking for a moment, she decided to give it a try.

"The wound will be wiped after a few days. A doctor will come to check it tomorrow."

When Gu Beicheng saw that Song Ranran had agreed, his eyes were so hot that Song Ranran felt like she was going to be burned through.

"**It doesn't match, let's forget it!"

Song Ranran waited for Gu Beicheng to wipe it himself, then tried it, but it didn't work at all.

"Daughter-in-law, that's not what I'm begging for. Just use your hands."

Gu Beicheng and Song Ranran were willing to make such a big sacrifice for him. Although she gave up for objective reasons before she even started, she felt happy in her heart.

"Gu Beicheng, don't look at me like this."

Song Ranran became angry and took out a thin blanket from the space to cover his head.

"I'm going downstairs to take a shower. Your wound is so deep, so don't move around again."

Half an hour later, Song Ranran shook her sore and swollen arms.

She threw a pack of wet wipes to Gu Beicheng, turned around and ran to the first floor.

Gu Beicheng accurately caught the wet tissue thrown by Song Ranran with his right hand, and cleaned himself up with a satisfied smile.

"You probably haven't had dinner yet. What kind of food do you want to eat? You can't eat seafood or spicy food now."

"I still have a few bowls of chicken soup for the Chinese New Year. Let me make chicken noodle soup for you!"

The dumplings she got on the bus and the noodles she got back home were mainly steamed and boiled, which she knew how to do, and Gu Beicheng couldn't eat them now.

"Anything is fine! Wife, I want you to feed me."

Gu Beicheng knew that Song Ranran would agree to whatever request he was making now, so he went to great lengths to ask for food.

"Okay, I'm going to go out and buy some old hens for you tomorrow to replenish your health."

Gu Beicheng made the chicken soup, and Gu Beicheng usually rolled the noodles. Song Ranran only needed space to take out the noodles and use an alcohol stove to cook the noodles.

"You don't need to buy old hens, just buy little roosters weighing one or two pounds each."

The boy's rooster, which weighs about one or two kilograms, is the most tender and is Song Ranran's favorite.

"It's not holiday season now, so there may not be anyone willing to sell them. If I can't buy chickens, I want to go to the mountain where I caught the pheasants last time."

It was really hard to buy chickens and ducks in this era. They were all kept for laying eggs. No one in the village would be willing to sell them unless there were special circumstances.

"I'm not worried about you going alone. Even if you can't buy it, don't you still have pork bone soup in your space?"

Gu Beicheng didn't want Song Ranran to go that far alone. If he encountered danger, he was beyond his reach now.

"There are a lot of nourishing supplements in my space, but you are usually so kind to me, and now you are injured. If I can't buy chicken when I go out, the people in the family home don't know how to organize me."

The pork won't be sold for another two days, and people don't know she has a lot of supplements.

Gu Beicheng was injured. If she didn't go out and buy him something to repair his body, the saliva would drown her.

"Then you go to the logistics department and buy two chickens. I should be able to specially approve two chickens in this situation."

Gu Beicheng couldn't bear to let Song Ranran go out to see people's faces. This year, the army also started raising chickens. The chickens that are half a year old are when they are tender.

"There are so many injured people. I can't start this. I'd better go to the black-faced uncle's house and ask. We will also raise a few chickens at our own house in the future."

"I don't need money to buy it, I'll exchange it for the sugar they need."

In this era, sometimes it is really inconvenient, and it is difficult to buy the supplies you want even if you have money.

"It's better not to buy chickens. If you buy chickens, you won't be able to sleep well in the morning."

The house next door does not raise chickens. The other chickens crow in the morning, and the sound is very quiet in the room.

After raising chickens, Gu Beicheng was worried that she would be woken up every morning.

"Then don't buy a rooster, just a hen."

"The noodles have been cooked. Now you just need to rest peacefully. I will take care of the other things."

After Song Ranran made up her mind, she said firmly.

Affected by the scarcity of materials in this era, many foods need to be self-sufficient.

Song Ranran turned off the alcohol stove and poured the chicken noodle soup in the pot into a stainless steel bowl to dry.

She walked towards Gu Beicheng, stood up his pillow, and then sat up with him in her arms.

"When the wounds on my body are better, I will teach you how to drive. In the past, either I was not free, or the car was not available. This time, both my people and the car are free."

Gu Beicheng enjoyed his wife's five-star service, his heart bubbling with beauty, and his eyes were full of affection as he stared at Song Ranran.