Rebirth of a Military Marriage: Three Thousand Lovers: Starting with Three Cubs

Boys mature late, and Zhuang Mingyang grew up in a honey pot.

It is inevitable to be a little childish psychologically.

Yu Lingze looked at Song Mingchen with a poker face, and then at Zhuang Mingyang who was sulking and silent, and felt very tired.

They are all like children, so childish.

"Yang Ge'er, that's what Dad calls you. Is it okay for me to call you that?"

Zhuang Mingyang's face turned red with embarrassment.

Shake your head to indicate that it is okay.

In fact, he was very happy in his heart. His father's calling was not as nice as Sister Ling's.

Then I realized that I couldn't call her Lingjie anymore, I had to call her sister-in-law. My mood got worse again.

"Brother Yang, I'll ask Xing'er to deliver the food and medicine bit by bit. I'll leave the money and tickets here. You can collect them later."

"Sister Ling, oh, no, sister-in-law, you don't need to keep the money. We have nowhere to spend it, right, Grandpa?"

At this moment, Mr. Zhuang was only concerned with seeing his eldest grandson happy, and had completely forgotten about Zhuang Mingyang.

"Grandpa! I'm talking to you."

Zhuang Mingyang sounded sour, as if he had eaten a lemon.

This old man is so heartless! Who was locked up with him in the cowshed?

When he saw his eldest grandson, he forgot about his own good grandson who had shared the good and bad times with him.

"Grandpa, have you picked out the names for the three kids? Can we just change them when we move our household registration?"

Yu Lingze successfully drew the old man's attention back.

"Okay, Zhuang Yuyao, Zhuang Yujue, Zhuang Yuheng."

Yu Lingze recited it once and thought it sounded quite nice. However, she would not be able to recite it if asked to.

"Well, these names are all good. Grandpa is really cultured. Grandpa, what about Song Mingchen and Huang Wen's names?"

Mr. Zhuang pondered for a while.

"Mingchen's name was given by his mother, so it won't change. The second boy's name needs to be changed, so let's follow his brother and call him Mingwen. The middle character in Yangge'er's name should also be changed to Mingchen's. This way they will look like three brothers."

Zhuang Mingyang was not happy.

"Grandpa, my name was also given by my mother. Why should his biological mother's name not be changed, but mine must be changed? You are biased!"

Old Master Zhuang snorted coldly, showing great disdain for Yang Ge'er's biological mother.

"If you ever have a chance to meet your mom again, you'd better ask her in person why your dad doesn't like her. If she can tell you the truth, I, an old man, will look up to her."

Zhuang Mingyang suddenly became timid. He knew his grandfather too well.

Grandpa was unwilling to say something, it must be because his mother did something too much, breaking Grandpa's bottom line.

My grandfather is kind and gentle to others, and he would never target my mother over a trivial matter.

Grandpa's attitude shows that his mother's mistake was worse than abandoning her husband and children.

Zhuang Mingyang wanted to ask what his mother had done to make his grandfather and father hate her so much?

But he didn't dare ask, fearing that he wouldn't be able to bear the answer.

Yu Lingze suddenly discovered from the surveillance camera that someone was coming towards the cowshed.

He quickly pulled Song Mingchen away.

Zhuang Mingyang looked at Yu Lingze's back, feeling indescribably sad.

Mr. Zhuang sighed and could only pretend not to see it.

It was 5:30 in the morning three days later when Song Mingchen and Yu Lingze arrived at the military hospital with their bags.

Huang Wen opened the door of the intensive care unit and woke up when he heard the sound.

Huang Wen's eyes became hot when he saw his brother and sister-in-law who looked exhausted.

From the time he was seriously injured to the time he got through the critical period, he went through it all alone.

There are no relatives around me, no one I can talk to.

He doesn't think he is a fragile person.

But lying in a hospital bed waiting for an unknown result, either death or survival, is really too painful.

Song Mingchen pulled a chair and asked his wife to sit down first.

Yu Lingze didn't sit down. He walked to the head of the bed and looked at Huang Wen's chest which was wrapped in layer upon layer of gauze. He turned on the system function and scanned it.

She also opened the secondary card so that Song Mingchen could see the system scanning process and results in his mind.

Song Mingchen knew that this would drain his wife's energy and spirit, so he quickly stopped her.

"Wife, I don't need to see it. Just tell me the result later."

"It's okay, it won't be long, just take a nap and you'll be fine."

The two of them exchanged glances and communicated silently in their minds.

Huang Wen felt full after watching this.

"Can you two stop being affectionate in front of a sick person like me? Do you think it's fun to torture a poor single person like me?"

"What is a single dog?" Song Mingchen had never heard of this term.

"You ask your wife, she said I'm a single dog." Huang Wen rolled his eyes.

Yu Lingze chuckled, "A single man who can't find a wife, a single man for short."

Song Mingchen couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Huang Wen's face turned dark.

"Sister-in-law, don't be so mean."

Suddenly, Song Mingchen couldn't laugh anymore.

What did he see?

The image in his mind clearly showed that there was a piece of bullet fragment stuck in Huang Wen's chest, near his heart.

The reason why Huang Wen has not been harmed yet is because the shrapnel has not entered the heart's aorta with the blood flow.

However, it will be a matter of time.

Once the shrapnel enters the heart's aorta, Huang Wen will be dead without a doubt, and no god can save him.

The joke that Yu Lingze was about to say was stuck.

She also saw the Reaper shrapnel.

The two looked at each other and saw fear and anxiety in each other's eyes.

"Husband, what should we do? There is no MRI or CT scan now, only X-ray machines. The image is not clear and the positioning is not accurate. The doctor can't perform precise surgery to remove the shrapnel. If it is not removed, it will cost him his life!"

Song Mingchen heard his wife's questions in his mind, and he was also at a loss.

"How about transferring him to a hospital in Kyoto? The best cardiac surgeons and medical methods should all be in Kyoto?"

"We need to discuss this with a doctor. If he moves rashly and travels a long distance, will his condition worsen and hasten his death?"

Huang Wen looked at his eldest brother and his wife, who seemed to only have eyes for each other, as if he, a living person, did not exist at all. He was speechless.

"You two, are you here to see me, or to piss me off?"

Yu Lingze was startled and forced a smile at Huang Wen.

"What do you want to eat in the morning? Sister-in-law will buy it for you."

Huang Wen's gluttony could not wait to come out for a walk the moment he saw Yu Lingze.

"Sister-in-law, I want to eat the seafood porridge you made last time, and the steamed dumplings, and the sweet and sour pork. If it's too much trouble, the luxurious version of the pancake you made last time will also be fine!"

"Okay, no problem, just order whatever you want. I'll go out and buy a small coal stove later, and I'll cook for you in the next few days."

After saying that, he winked at Song Mingchen, and the couple went out to find the attending physician.

Huang Wen's attending physician was very angry when he looked up and saw Song Mingchen.

"Hey? Captain Huang, why did you get out of bed?"