My little country wife whom I haven't seen for eight years has come to join the army

"Qin Chuan! I asked Dr. Lin to come here specifically for you!" Su Hongmei stomped her feet in anger.

Lu Qinchuan then turned his eyes away from the graceful figure in front of him and said lightly: "Thank you for your kindness, Nurse Su, but I am sure of Lao Wang!"

Su Hongmei was so angry that her liver ached and she wanted to rush out. But then she remembered that her lunch box was still on the table and went to pick it up.

"Also... don't send me anything in the future. I, Lu Qinchuan, can't afford it." His voice was still light, without any emotion.

Anyway, he can't eat it even if it is served, and he is still greedy.

Su Hongmei was embarrassed and angry, and ran out with her thermos lunch box.

As soon as she ran out, a group of doctors on rounds came in. Zhou Ruoyu quickly stood up and used her hands to smooth the space where she had been sitting to make room for the attending doctor.

Wang Fuguang has gray hair and a rough temper.

"You're a lucky guy," he glanced at Zhou Ruoyu from above his reading glasses, then lectured him with a stern face, "What happened to Nurse Su just now? Listen to my advice, don't be ungrateful for what you have."

Lu Qinchuan had a bitter face. What had he done as a patient lying in bed and having to rely on others to feed him to deserve so many accusations for no reason?

Wang Fuguang is a senior person, so he did not refute. By keeping silent, he meant that he agreed with his elder brother's advice.

Wang Fugang didn't pay much attention to Lu Qinchuan's injuries. He only told Zhou Ruoyu, "Let him eat and drink more. This will help him heal faster than others. I know his body best. He has tough skin and flesh. If he goes to the battlefield now, he will be victorious!"

Zhou Ruoyu smiled and nodded in agreement, but in her heart she agreed with Su Hongmei. This was not an attending physician at all, he was clearly a barefoot doctor. Shouldn't he be given an IV to reduce inflammation after such a serious injury?

Such a barefoot doctor leading an ignorant little nurse, it seems that God really thinks that Lu Qinchuan is lucky and has sent him to these two people in various ways.

Lu Qinchuan, who was lucky enough to survive, didn't care at all. He watched Wang Fugang and the others leave, and even said to Zhou Ruoyu with a bit of complacency: "It seems that I should be able to get out of bed and walk around today."

You're really giving me a lever and you dare to pry the earth. Zhou Ruoyu complained in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face: "That won't work. It will hurt my legs. If they don't heal well, I'll be lame."

It was lunch time, and Captain Zhu and his wife came to the ward again.

Captain Zhu smiled and took out an aluminum lunch box. "You ordered boiled fish. Your sister-in-law and I spent the whole morning researching and coming up with it. Come and try it."

When I opened the lunch box, a strong fishy smell hit my nose. Unprocessed river fish will more or less have an earthy smell, but this Zhu Lianchang brand boiled fish perfectly retains the earthy smell of river fish. But when I looked at the appearance, I saw a dead carp soaked in water, without even a piece of chopped green onion, which was really pitiful.

"What kind of boiled fish is this?" Lu Qinchuan took a look and turned away.

Captain Zhu was also unconvinced: "You didn't even explain what boiled fish is. My wife and I spent the whole morning trying to figure it out. Since it's boiled in water, it must be boiled in plain water. But I added salt to it. Why don't you try it?"

Lu Qinchuan was not willing to eat, and he and Captain Zhu were in a stalemate.

Zhou Ruoyu saw clearly that they didn't know what boiled fish was because of the underdeveloped transportation. Lu Qinchuan had only eaten it once and didn't understand how it was made.

"Let me take care of it," Zhou Ruoyu smiled faintly, "I'll go to the cafeteria and ask someone to change it to fish soup, which is also nourishing."

He took the lunch box, glanced at Lu Qinchuan meaningfully, and added, "It tastes just as good as chicken soup."

Lu Qinchuan knew that she was teasing Su Hongmei about sending chicken soup, and his face turned red and white, looking extremely unnatural.

Zhou Ruoyu knew very well that if she wanted to get along well here, she not only had to cling to Lu Qinchuan, but also had to be good at flying Lu Qinchuan's banner.

As expected, when the canteen chef heard that Captain Lu wanted to drink fish soup, he went in and got busy without saying a word. After stewing for about half an hour, a lunch box of fish soup with the aroma of fish was ready.

Lu Qinchuan drank the fish soup with satisfaction, which made up for the regret of not having the chicken soup. Of course, he was also satisfied with the person who fed him the fish soup. Zhou Ruoyu blew on it and fed him another mouthful, behaving very virtuously.

This caused Captain Zhu to complain to Zhou Shufen repeatedly: "We've been married for so many years, and I've been hurt too. When has ever you fed me like this?"

Zhou Shufen rolled her eyes and retorted, "Feed you? Do you need to be fed? You act like a hungry wolf. If I were to feed you like this, you'd eat me up."

Seeing her speech become crooked, Zhu Lianchang's face flushed: "Okay, okay, I don't need you to feed me! I still want to live a good life for a few days."

Lu Qinchuan was used to hearing dirty talk from rough men and didn't care. He looked up at Zhou Ruoyu. As a girl, she was very shy and probably couldn't stand such rough talk.

Zhou Ruoyu lowered her eyes, her attention seemed to be all on the fish soup in the lunch box. She fed him mouthful by mouthful, wiped his mouth, and then got up to clean up.

After cleaning up, she asked Captain Zhu to chat with Lu Qinchuan, and then she took Zhou Shufen to the nurses' station to chat.

"Sister Zhou, look at this skirt I drew. Can you help me make it?"

As she spoke, Zhou Ruoyu took out a pen from Nurse Xiaolin's white coat and started drawing on a piece of paper. Soon, a graceful skirt appeared.

Zhou Shufen praised her while holding the painting: "You are really amazing, you can draw a skirt in just a few strokes... Wow, this style is really beautiful."

Nurse Kobayashi also squeezed over to take a look. The painting showed a slim beauty wearing a short-sleeved shirt dress that was below the knees. The person in the painting looked very elegant.

"Nowadays, I see that lesbians also like to wear shirts, but if they wear them with trousers, they always lack a certain feminine and delicate beauty, so I wanted to design a shirt dress like this."

"This looks good, but it's useless." Zhou Shufen curled her lips.

In contrast to her attitude, Xiaolin's eyes were glued to the painting: "But I like it. If I could wear a skirt like this, the whole hospital would have to look at me."

Zhou Ruoyu's eyes sparkled. "So this skirt is mainly targeted at professional women like Xiaolin. It's bound to be a big hit."

Xiao Lin and Zhou Shufen looked at each other in confusion: "You want to sell skirts?"

Zhou Ruoyu didn't comment and continued to ask Zhou Shufen: "Sister Zhou, can you do it?"

Zhou Shufen said hesitantly, "You can try, but I can't guarantee it. If it goes wrong, the fabric will be wasted."

"It's okay. It can't be exactly like the painting. You can change it. I'm stuck here. I want a piece of white Dacron fabric. I think a white shirt dress is more elegant."

Xiao Lin perked up when he heard that: "I'm off tomorrow, I can buy it for you! I think white would look good too!"