Fortunately, the serious injuries they suffered prevented them from returning to the battlefield.
Unfortunately, they need to continue to recuperate in hospital beds and wait for the end of the war.
After Dodge's death, Green's news was no longer concealed. Green also recovered a lot and was able to speak.
But the hand cannot lift the pen.
This battle left him very seriously injured.
He couldn't even write a letter to Natasha, but luckily George was here to write it for him.
"Dear Natasha..."
Green thought about the words: "No, no, no, you can't write it like this. It has to make me brave, it has to show my last resort, it has to show that I didn't mean not to tell her my current situation."
George glanced at Green, tore off the letter and threw it into the already full wastebasket.
"How on earth are you going to write it?"
Green thought for a while and said: "Yes, just write it like this, yes, just like this!"
"Dear Natasha, please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye. Distance and time constrain my body, but not my soul. This allows me to see you in my dreams. It was only then that I discovered that falling in love
You are the simplest thing I can do. Victory in a battle or any achievement are nothing compared to the hug you give me."
"I want to tell you that I love you..."
George read the love letter and laughed: "Green, you understand girls."
"But do you plan to have the postman deliver this letter to him personally?"
Green was stunned and showed a helpless smile: "George, I really want to fly to Natasha now and tell her how much I love her, but look at the two of us."
Green spread his hands and said: "The hospital bed restrains our bodies."
"But it doesn't bind your soul, does it?"
When Green heard this familiar voice, his face was startled. He saw a beautiful woman, a little haggard, but still as glamorous as before.
Green's expression gradually changed from astonishment to shock, and his mouth grew larger and longer until it reached an exaggerated level.
"Natasha!"
"Why are you here?"
Natasha walked over and looked at Green, who was lying on the hospital bed, unable to move except for his mouth. Her eyes were slightly red and filled with tears.
"Can't I come?"
Green quickly explained: "No, no, no, I mean, I didn't expect you to come back. This is a field hospital, so few people should know about me."
He tried his best to turn his head and look at George next to him.
"George, you did this?"
George neither acknowledged nor refused.
This time Natasha was accompanied by Martha, who answered the question on George's behalf.
"Ms. Natasha and I knew about you two months ago. Natasha knew that you were fine and just stayed in the hospital, so she clamored to come see you at that time."
"But at that time, George didn't tell us the location of the hospital. We inquired for a long time and relied on Natasha's relationship to find it."
Green turned his head and looked at the tears rolling down Natasha's face, feeling guilty.
Natasha's nose felt sore, and she touched Green's cheek with her hand, feeling the warmth: "Dear..."
Seeing this scene, George stood up. His injuries were almost healed, and he left the hospital bed with Martha's help.
"Let's not disturb the two newcomers. Martha comes with me. I have something to tell you."
Martha hummed slightly and nodded.
George walked out with Martha's help, and they came outside. The weather has warmed up now, and the treetops are green again.
Migratory birds have also returned. It is safe and the scenery is pleasant.
Seeing such a scene, plus the fact that the person I've missed for a long time is right next to me, the two of them were sitting on wooden chairs, and there was something to say.