When Yao Jingping heard this, he couldn't help but frown.
She hates it when others take her things, whether they are items or people.
Therefore, those who competed with her, whether it was Hu Caiyun or Bai Yulian, were all miserable.
Chen Xin wanted to compete with her for a bed, but naturally she couldn't do what she wanted.
I made a special trip to the dormitory this morning just to get a bed. She also deliberately placed a notebook with her name on the bed, and Chen Xin also made the bed on the lower bunk opposite her at that time.
"Chen Xin dislikes Ding Huixiang, who is on my lower bunk, because she has smelly feet. The two beds are facing each other. Ding Huixiang's feet are as dirty as roasted sweet potatoes, and she even extended her feet onto the bed on Chen Xin's side. .”
"Chen Xin went crazy at that time. She scolded Ding Huixiang severely and threw everything on Ding Huixiang's bed out."
"Jingjing, when Chen Xin moved the bedding to your bed, I reminded her. I told her that this was Jingping's bed, but she remained silent as if she was deaf and threw away your notebook. It's on the ground. I picked it up for you and put it at my place."
Cheng Xiangyu took Yao Jingping and chatted all the time.
It seems that this month's dormitory life in the hospital will not be peaceful.
"Okay, thank you. I'll go back to the dormitory tomorrow. I have to go back to the ward to deliver food now."
Why is Zhazha like a gopher, smashing one and popping up another one?
Taking care of Zhou Zhiyuan is naturally more important than dealing with the little scumbag. If Chen Xin wants to occupy her bed, she will naturally not let her go, but not now.
Thinking about how embarrassed Ning Hongmei and her mother were, she didn't take Chen Xin's matter to heart at all, and Yao Jingping returned to the ward in a good mood.
The anesthetic on Zhou Zhiyuan's leg wore off, and he could clearly feel the pain in the wound. He tentatively walked with his left leg on the ground, and felt a strong pain. He couldn't help but frown and groaned.
"Who asked you to go to the ground?"
The door of the ward opened, and Yao Jingping came over with two lunch boxes in his hands. Zhou Zhiyuan was so panicked that he hurriedly raised his leg to go back to the hospital bed to lie down. However, he was so anxious that his injured leg suddenly hit the edge of the iron bed. It hurt so much that he couldn't help but gasp.
Yao Jingping put the two lunch boxes on the bedside cabinet, helped him sit up with a pout and frown, turned around and took a towel and carefully wiped his hands.
Zhou Zhiyuan's instinct was to dodge. It was really embarrassing for a big man to have his wife serve him so skillfully.
More awkwardly in the back.
Yao Jingping changed the basin of warm water, soaked the towel and wrung it out, grabbed Zhou Zhiyuan's big head, and wiped his face with the towel.
Finally, he took out a bag of cream from his backpack, squeezed out a little pink cream with a strong fragrance, and applied it on Zhou Zhiyuan's face.
"It's cold. If you don't put a little cream on your face after washing it, it will get chapped when the wind blows."
Zhou Zhiyuan frowned and pursed his lips tightly. He did not dare to disobey his wife's kindness and could only passively cooperate.
The taste was fragrant, but Wang Shoulong was lucky that he was not around, otherwise he would have ridiculed him.
Yao Jingping put the lunch box with braised pork in front of him.
"Eat more meat. It's delicious. It feels better than cooking it in a state-owned restaurant. I can cook it too. When your injury is healed, I'll cook it for you!"
Yao Jingping gnawed on the steamed buns and cabbage, and stared at Zhou Zhiyuan with a smile.
I'm really hungry after all this work. The Chinese cabbage and bangzi in the clear soup taste very fragrant.
Zhou Zhiyuan stretched out his hand to put the braised pork and rice in front of Yao Jingping.
"Zhou Zhiyuan, Zhou Zhiyuan, just calm down. If I tell you to eat, you can eat it! You are sick now and need to strengthen your nutrition! If you act on your own again, believe it or not, I will prick you with a needle!"
Zhou Zhiyuan shook his head and insisted on pushing the braised pork in front of her.
He suddenly raised his head and smiled at her, showing a row of beautiful white teeth.
"You eat more meat, you are too thin."
He laughed out loud.
The embarrassing scene of him being stared at by her in the morning suddenly appeared in Yao Jingping's mind, and a bad smile appeared on his face. Looking at the smiling man, he couldn't help but talk and tease.
"Zhou Zhiyuan Zhou Zhiyuan, you have to take good care of your body. Only when you are well will I be happy... Only when you are well will I be well, hehehehe..."
Zhou Zhiyuan's face suddenly turned red again. She was becoming more and more bold, and she dared to say anything...
With Yao Jingping's immediate insistence, the two of them worked together to eliminate the braised pork.
The food was all eaten, even the cabbage stewed with tofu soup, Yao Jingping ate it all with steamed buns dipped in vegetable soup. While eating, he kept mumbling that people are like iron rice and steel. If he doesn't eat even one meal, he will be hungry.
After eating, Yao Jingping helped him get a basin of hot water and washed his feet.
Zhou Zhiyuan refused to say anything. He only suffered a minor injury. Compared with the previous injuries on the battlefield, it was simply not worth mentioning. Why did Yao Jingping look like he was disabled when he arrived here?
"I am a doctor, you have to listen to me. If you don't listen to me, believe it or not, I will prick you with a needle!"
Yao Jingping angrily took off the socks on his feet, helped to roll up his trouser legs, and involuntarily stuffed his feet into the hot water basin.
"I'm surprised that someone with such a grudge could be so cruel! Wang Shoulong has to worry about this and do his best. The person who did this to you must be caught. It's so cruel that it almost cost you your descendants. Ah, I was still thinking that when my job stabilizes and we have money, we will have children..."
Yao Jingping lowered his head and squatted on the ground to help Zhou Zhiyuan wash his feet. He kept mumbling. He looked no different from the nagging women in the village.
She owed him so much in her last life, and she must make it up to him in this life!
Now that her work matters are about to be implemented, the relationship between her and Zhou Zhiyuan has almost been repaired, and the matter of giving birth can be put on the agenda!
What she didn't know was that when she lowered her head and muttered these things, Zhou Zhiyuan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, was filled with questions.
She cares about him more and more, and even offers to give him a child. This is totally different from the original one who only yelled and cursed!
He felt a little tight in his lower abdomen. At this moment, Yao Jingping was lowering his head to help him massage his feet, muttering softly.
"Do you like boys or girls? I like boys. Boys are strong and have thick eyebrows and big eyes like you. They must be good-looking. Girls are also good, but girls are delicate and need to be taken good care of..."
As she spoke, she looked up and saw Zhou Zhiyuan covering his lower abdomen with his hands, his lips tightly pursed and a pitiful look on his face trying to hold back, and she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"I want to make it easier for you. Is it possible that a living person would be suffocated to death? Come on, get up and I will accompany you there..."
