"Wei Heng, can you take a shower by yourself?" Su Yue asked directly.

"If I say no, will you wash it for me?" Wei Heng raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"You think so." Su Yue crossed her arms and rolled her eyes, "I'll bring you a bucket of hot water and a bucket of cold water later. You can mix it yourself and wipe it with a towel. Your feet are injured and your hands can't be hurt."

No."

What a stinky man, don't even think about taking advantage of her.

After speaking, Wei Heng waved his hands to get the bucket and basin without waiting for a reply. Wei Heng just sat and watched Su Yue go back and forth between the kitchen and Xiaobao's room, which was now his room, several times.

After everything was done, Su Yuecai said: "The towels and soap are all new. After you wash them, just put them there and I'll keep them."

Wei Heng, who had been silent until Su Yue finished speaking, looked over and said sincerely: "I still need to trouble you about changing the dressing. Can you help me bring the change of clothes and medicine to the room?"

Su Yue curled her lips and took a breath, forget it, help her to the end, and send Buddha to the West Bar, that's all. She estimated that before Wei Heng's foot healed, she would have to worry about a lot of things.

While Wei Heng was taking a bath inside, Su Yue took Xiaobao to organize things outside, sorting out the things that were going to uncles' houses tomorrow, and giving different things according to their close relationship.

Wei Heng had just told her that even though it was just a rural village, the Wei family had an ancestral genealogy, with some highly respected elders in the family serving as elders.

When Wei Heng came back, she had to visit these clan elders no matter what. This was a system rule, and she had to abide by it even if Wei Heng was injured. She also had an idea of ​​what kind of gifts to give that were neither out of bounds nor popular.

Already.

When Wei Heng called her after washing, she had almost tidied up. When she entered the house, she was too embarrassed to look around, for fear of seeing something she shouldn't see, so she kept her eyes on her nose, nose and heart, and poured two buckets of water into the vegetable garden.

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Next, it was time to apply medicine to Wei Heng. Wei Heng was sitting on the kang, wiping his hair, with his two long legs draped over the kang, and his injured ankle was partially exposed.

Su Yue glanced at him with the medicine bag and saw that he was neatly dressed in a military green sweatshirt and military green trousers. He looked fresh and refreshing, not as if he was going to sleep, but as if he was going out.

Is this similar to what I wear during the day? Or is it that Wei Heng’s clothes are all like this? I don’t wear pajamas when I sleep, but I wear everyday clothes. How can I sleep comfortably?

In his mind, he was imagining wildly, but on the surface, he held the medicine bag firmly and walked to Wei Heng, sitting on the edge of the kang and untying the thick gauze.

As the layers of gauze were untied, there were more and more brown and black drug stains on the gauze. Finally, the wound where Wei Heng's bones were exposed was a small hole punctured by a bullet.

Su Yue couldn't help but take a breath when she saw it. Even though she knew it would be serious, it was quite shocking to see it with her own eyes. The area around the wound was red, swollen and festering. It could be seen that the rotten flesh had been scraped away, and what was left was red with tissue fluid.

new meat.

Su Yue couldn't help but raised her head and glanced at Wei Heng. It hurt so much to see it, let alone Wei Heng's personal experience. It was really hard for him to remain calm, as if he wasn't the one who was injured.

"Are you scared?" Su Yue moved softer and heard Wei Heng's smiling voice above her head.

"You underestimate me too much. This wound can't scare me."

Su Yue took out alcohol, iodine, and cotton swabs to disinfect the wound. She did it very skillfully. In the last days, she also treated her own wounds. There were too few people she could trust. She only trusted herself.

"Oh? Have you ever seen an uglier wound than this? And the way you deal with it..." Wei Heng did not finish the rest of his words.

Su Yue treated the wound without any unnecessary movements. Wei Heng had been a soldier for ten years and had suffered countless injuries, big and small. He could tell at a glance that this was definitely not the first time Su Yue had treated a wound.

Hearing this, Su Yue's hands didn't even shake. It became more and more natural to trick Wei Heng. "I've never seen uglier wounds, but I've been injured quite a lot. It's not like before..."

Let Wei Heng guess the rest. Her own words are not as effective as Wei Heng's own guesses.

Sure enough, just as Su Yue thought, the first thing that came to Wei Heng's mind was Li Guihua. He knew Li Guihua's torture methods. He didn't have to guess what kind of life he had been living without Su Yue in the past few years.

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Wei Heng held her breath and clenched and unclenched her fists. Su Yue raised her head and snickered. She didn't say anything, Wei Heng had already thought of it for her.

Suddenly, Wei Heng's big hand touched the back of Su Yue's hand without Su Yue's attention. The hard callus on the palm rubbed the back of Su Yue's delicate hand, making Su Yue feel that the area was burning.

"What are you doing?" Su Yue trembled and pulled her hand back behind her back, raising her head and glaring fiercely at Wei Heng. The stinky man, indeed the stinky man, touched her hand while she was applying medicine to him.

Wei Heng looked at his hands innocently and blinked at Su Yue. His own wife couldn't even touch her hands?

"If you do anything again, just apply the medicine yourself!" Su Yue said with a straight face.

"I just feel sorry for you, nothing else. Besides, you are my wife, I...ah...it hurts so much." Su Yue deliberately applied the medicine too hard, and Wei Heng's cry of pain could be heard.

, looked at Su Yue pitifully and aggrievedly.

Su Yue had a smile on her lips, and if she dared to take advantage of her and talk nonsense again, she was careful to press her, but she didn't see the moment she lowered her head. Wei Heng's eyes were chasing her gently, and there was no trace of pain on his handsome face.

After applying the medicine, Su Yue planned to retire. When she walked to the door, Wei Heng stopped her again. Su Yue turned around impatiently and pursed her lips, a little angry. Is there something that can't be said at once?

"what happened again?"

After Wei Heng fumbled in the bag containing clothes for a moment, he took out a brown paper envelope, raised his arm and handed it to Su Yue, "Here you go, I forgot about it just now."

"What is it?" Su Yue watched him touch for a long time before taking it out. The stuffing was quite tight. Unexpectedly, it was given to her. Moreover, the package looked familiar. It was packed in an envelope and looked as thick as one of her fingers.

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"The salary bonus over the years and the retirement pay given by the organization after retirement."

Su Yue looked at the thick stack and said, "I don't want it, you can keep it yourself."

"You are the mistress of the family, you should keep this money." Seeing that Su Yue didn't accept it, Wei Heng didn't take back his hand, and kept raising it in the direction of Su Yue, as if you must accept it.

"I don't want it, I have money." Su Yue didn't know why she refused to accept the money. She just felt it was awkward. She and Wei Heng were not a real couple, so they shouldn't take the money, and as soon as the money was combined

After getting involved, the entanglement between the two deepened, which is what Su Yue doesn't want to see at the moment.

"You have money, it's your money, but I am a man, and there is no reason for my wife to make money to support the family... Although the money is not worth mentioning to you, it is all I can give. What I said during the day is also serious.
Chapter completed!