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

Song Mingchen injected Huang Wen with a hemostatic needle produced by the system and sutured the open wound again.

When the nurse came to give him an IV drip, Huang Wen was still sleeping soundly.

The young nurse was quite puzzled.

"He hasn't slept much for several nights, and his wound hurts a lot. We're out of painkillers in our hospital, so he has to hold on.

It seems that his relatives have come and his mental state has improved, as he is sleeping so soundly. "

Yu Lingze thanked the young nurse politely.

I thought to myself, why can I sleep soundly only when my relatives come over? The system anesthetic is really effective.

Not to mention a human, even an elephant would have to sleep for a day and a night after being injected with an injection.

After hearing what the young nurse said, Yu Lingze no longer felt bad about spending money on anesthetics.

It's worth it to be able to let Huang Wen have a good sleep!

Yu Lingze exchanged the best Northeastern long-grain fragrant rice, golden millet, as well as Chinese herbal medicines for replenishing qi and blood, such as dates, American ginseng, astragalus, cordyceps, and bird's nests, from the system.

I cooked bird's nest porridge on a small coal stove under the window outside the ward.

The fragrance drifted in the wind, seeming to attract all the hospitalized people in the entire building.

While Yu Lingze was fanning the coal stove with a fan, he felt his scalp tingling at the people surrounding him in three layers.

I was cooking and being watched by a group of people, with their drools all over the floor. It was just too much.

A young wife with a Shandong accent couldn't stand it anymore and spoke first.

"Hey, big sister, what are you cooking? Why does it smell so good? I'll pay and give you a ticket, can you sell me a bowl?"

Someone takes the lead and the others follow immediately.

"Yes, little girl, sell me a bowl too!"

"You are the wife of Captain Huang in the intensive care unit, right?"

"Well, my son is a soldier under Captain Huang. He was on a mission with Captain Huang this time and was seriously injured. He has a very poor appetite these days and can't eat anything. The doctor said that if he doesn't eat something, he will die. Since we are family members of the same company, please sell me a bowl!"

"Aiya, Auntie, since your son is Captain Huang's soldier and was injured together with him, Captain Huang's wife has to give you a bowl of rice no matter what. Why give you money? Giving money is too much. Isn't it normal for a leader to care about his subordinates?"

Yu Lingze was so regretful that he started the fire nearby just to save trouble.

If I had known that I would attract a bunch of hungry ghosts, I would have rented a house outside to cook.

However, if others don't care, Huang Wen's soldier seems to have to be taken care of. After all, they are brothers who have been through life and death together.

"She is not Captain Huang's wife. This porridge is made by my wife for me. I won't sell it! Everyone, go away!"

Song Mingchen pushed through the crowd and moved closer to his wife.

"Ah! Captain Huang, you recovered so quickly? Weren't you unable to get out of bed yesterday?"

"It seems that things are different now that my wife is here. My wife is the best life-saving elixir!"

Everyone pointed at Song Mingchen and talked nonsense.

Song Mingchen was distressed and angry. Why was it so troublesome to share a face with others?

The most infuriating thing is that my daughter-in-law was mistaken for someone else's.

This is the most intolerable.

“I said, I’m not Huang Wen.

Huang Wen was lying in the ward.

She is not Huang Wen’s wife, she is my wife.”

After saying that, he waved to the outside of the crowd.

A man in a white coat walked over from outside the crowd.

Issue a solemn warning.

“This is the military hospital, and the patients are recovering from their injuries.

They are heroes who were injured in battle and need a good environment to recuperate.

If anyone makes loud noises or gathers to cause trouble again, please leave the hospital immediately."

The crowd suddenly became quiet.

The management of the military hospital is very strict, and the family members are all aware that if they do not comply with the hospital regulations, they will be asked to leave within minutes and will not be allowed to come in again.

The crowd scattered like birds and beasts.

Yu Lingze scooped out a bowl of porridge and handed it to Director Zhang.

"Thank you Director Zhang for helping me out. You were on night shift last night, so you haven't had breakfast yet. This porridge is freshly cooked and it's a little hot. Please drink it slowly."

Director Zhang felt a little embarrassed.

He had just dismissed all those greedy family members, and now he was taking advantage of them. Doesn't it seem like he was abusing his power for personal gain?

But this porridge is so fragrant, the rich aroma wafts into my nostrils.

He, he really can't resist the temptation!

He only felt that the secretion of his salivary glands accelerated in an instant, and his saliva was about to flow out.

The mind wants to refuse, but the hands are honest.

Before he could utter the words of refusal, his hand had already been extended.

After eating a bowl of hot bird's nest porridge, Director Zhang felt refreshed.

It seemed as if all the fatigue from a night on duty disappeared in an instant.

"Comrade Yu, is this porridge of yours a medicinal food?"

"Well, I added some Chinese herbs that are both medicinal and edible. They can help people recover their strength quickly.

Don’t add too much, otherwise, it will affect the taste.

As for food, it should be delicious.”

Director Zhang was also very down-to-earth and licked the bowl clean.

This action left Yu Lingze speechless.

In that era, due to the scarcity of materials, licking the bowl while eating was almost nothing.

But at that time when she was living, not leaving any food or wasting it was considered environmentally friendly. Who would lick the bowl?

Zhang Zhu's will is not yet over.

Yu Lingze didn't give any more. There wasn't much porridge in the first place, and the remaining was just enough for the three of them.

Huang Wen was originally sleeping very soundly, but a fragrance drifted in from the window. He kept sniffing the fragrance, which became more and more fragrant.

Finally, I couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food, opened my eyes, and looked out the window following the aroma.

Song Mingchen was too lazy to take a detour, so he leaned on the windowsill with one hand and easily climbed in through the window.

He took the bowl handed to him by Yu Lingze and fed his younger brother for the first time.

In fact, he has been feeding his children since he was a child.

Wang Guixiang left all the children to him to take care of.

He has been feeding his younger brother since he was three years old.

Huang Wen didn't know that something had been implanted in his body. He just felt that after waking up, his physical condition seemed to have improved a lot.

He thought he hadn't slept well for several days, and he felt better after this comfortable sleep.

As soon as the first mouthful of porridge came into his mouth, Huang Wen's peach blossom eyes, which were exactly the same as Song Mingchen's, instantly lit up.

"Brother, you are so lucky to have such a good wife. The porridge your sister-in-law makes is different from others. Do you think your sister-in-law is the reincarnation of the God of Cooking?"

This was the first time Huang Wen called him brother since they met.

Song Mingchen was upset, "I only got this call of brother from my wife's mouthful of porridge!"

Song Mingchen had a blank expression on his face.

"Eating won't stop you from eating. You'll want to eat again after you're discharged from the hospital, haha!"

Huang Wen's face suddenly fell.

"Brother, don't rub salt into someone's wounds like this.

When I get better, I will apply to be transferred to the Haidongqing Commando as a soldier.

This way I can go home with you and have dinner with you every day."

Song Mingchen wanted to throw the bowl of porridge on his head.

"you dare?"