"Hey, I don't want to either. Whenever I want to accept her, her temper can make people very angry every time, and her personality is too strong, I can't stand it." Zhong Yuemin said helplessly.<
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"You are a typical scumbag. She is a bit strong, but she also has advantages. You can't let her have no shortcomings."
"Stop talking about me, let's talk about you. What was it like on your wedding night?" Zhong Yuemin asked with a lewd smile.
"Screw you, if you want to know, get married quickly."
At this time Li Kuiyong came in, "Yuemin, Wang Mo!"
The three people hugged each other, and Wang Mo said: "Kui Yong, thank you for coming to my wedding even though you are so far away. Thank you so much."
"What are you talking about? If it weren't for you back then, my brother would be where he is today."
"It was that year, and after so many years, it is also the result of your own struggle."
"You two, stop being such stupid people. Drinking a few more drinks will be better than anything else." Zhong Yuemin said with disgust.
A few days after their wedding, Wang Mo and Tang Xueying started to go to work. They were not together during the day, but they would go home on time after get off work every day. Whoever went back early would cook first, and they lived like a concubine. Days.
With so many years of repression, Tang Xueying wished she could hang on to Wang Mo every day. Even the dinners arranged by the bureau, she refused everything she could. Anyway, she was a female classmate and didn't think about how to move up. That's right now.
She also thinks this position is quite good.
Every day at night, the two of them stayed in the bedroom without shame or impatience. However, after several months, Tang Xueying's stomach just didn't respond. This made Tang Xueying, who was devoted to being a mother, very dissatisfied. After Wang Mo saw it,
He said comfortingly: "It doesn't matter. This kind of thing is all about fate. What should come will come naturally."
In the summer of the next year, Zhong Yuemin suddenly came back, and he came back from the army with injuries all over his body.
Because of the rounds of fighting in the southwest, when Zhong Yuemin and his troops moved up, Zhong Yuemin's reconnaissance battalion was responsible for making a detour behind enemy lines. In an encounter with the enemy, in order to protect his comrades, Zhong Yuemin was bombed by a mortar not far away.
Injured.
When he was sent back to the field hospital, he was rescued by rescuers, but one of his legs lost consciousness from then on. The injury he received this time was a first-class merit award, and he had no choice but to go home with a medal. When Wang Mo learned the news, Zhong Yuemin had been back for more than a week. Wang Mo only found out about this after Zhou Xiaobai told Tang Xueying.
Wang Mo brought Tang Xueying to Zhong Yuemin's home. Because his father retired at the deputy minister level, he had a dedicated nanny to take care of his life, and there were guards at the place where he lived, which was very convenient.
Seeing Wang Mo and two people coming, Zhong Yuemin joked with Wang Mo in a carefree manner and asked Zhou Xiaobai to entertain them.
Since Zhong Yuemin returned from injury, Zhou Xiaobai took a long leave and came to his home every day to take care of him. Otherwise, his father would not be able to take care of him even if he wanted to at that age.
"How do you feel?" Wang Mo looked at Zhong Yuemin sitting in the wheelchair and asked sadly.
Zhong Yuemin used to be such an active person, but he never thought that one day he would be in a wheelchair.
"Of course I didn't get used to it at first. I'm not afraid of your jokes. When I was in the field hospital, I even thought about committing suicide, but in the end I was discovered and there was no chance. Later I returned to the army and after being enlightened, I also thought about it.
"Compared with those comrades who stay on the battlefield forever, I am lucky. It is just one leg. I can still live without it." Zhong Yuemin said with a smile.
Although Zhong Yuemin was smiling, Wang Mo knew that he felt uncomfortable in his heart. No one wanted to sit in a wheelchair, especially a soldier like him.
Wang Mo continued to learn about Zhong Yuemin's condition, and then realized that his nerves had been injured, which was why he was unconscious.
Wang Mo took out the silver needle he carried with him and stuck it on Zhong Yuemin's injured leg through his clothes.
"Is there any consciousness here?"
"Don't waste your efforts. The old professors at the military hospital have said that there is nothing we can do, and after so long, it can't get any better."
"I'm still a professor! When it comes to treating traumatic injuries such as gunshot wounds, I admit that Western medicine is more effective. But when it comes to treating such difficult and complicated diseases, we still need to see our traditional Chinese medicine. Acupuncture is the best way to treat your disease." As Wang Mo tried one place after another, when Wang Mo suddenly reached a place, Zhong Yuemin shouted excitedly: "This is it, I can feel it!"
Tears fell down as he spoke. Wang Mo already knew his condition. It was not too serious, but it was not simple either. Fortunately, some nerves were still intact. Now he needed to speed up the recovery of other nerves, and he had to do it every day.
Acupuncture and drug treatment are required, otherwise the nerves in his legs will heal and his muscles will atrophy over time.
"It's not a big deal, it just takes a little longer. I estimate it will take a few months for treatment. You should go to our hospital starting tomorrow. The conditions there are better and the medicinal materials are more complete." Wang Mo put it away.
Silver Needle said.
"Can I really stand up again?" Zhong Yuemin asked excitedly, holding Wang Mo's hand.
"Of course, at least there will be no problem in your normal life, but you won't be able to do heavy work with this leg in the future. You need to pay more attention to maintenance. If it happens again, not even gods can save you."
At this time, Zhou Xiaobai and Tang Xueying, who were in another room, also came out. They were called by Zhong Yuemin's shouts.
"Wang Mo, is Yuemin really good?" Zhou Xiaobai also asked anxiously.
"No problem, but if you get married, he probably won't be able to hold you." Wang Mo looked at Zhou Xiaobai jokingly.
Zhou Xiaobai was also moved to tears. Although she had made up her mind that even if Zhong Yuemin was disabled, she would take care of him for the rest of her life, but who doesn't want a man who can live a normal life?
Zhou Xiaobai held Zhong Yuemin's hand excitedly, and both of them cried with joy.
After coming out of Zhong Yuemin's house, Tang Xueying and Wang Mo said: "Xiaobai just told me that when she came to take care of Zhong Yuemin at first, Zhong Yuemin lost his temper and refused to let her take care of him. Finally, at Xiaobai's insistence
, I still accepted it, and Zhong Yuemin was also very kind to Xiaobai during this period. Once when Xiaobai was washing Zhong Yuemin's feet, Zhong Yuemin secretly shed tears. If you can cure his disease, I guess the two of them will
We will come together."
"Zhong Yuemin doesn't know what blessings he made in his previous life. Only in this life can he meet a woman as good as Zhou Xiaobai." Wang Mo said with a sigh.
"Am I not treating you well?" Tang Xueying said coquettishly and dissatisfied.
"You must be good to me, but I don't know if you can be better!" Wang Mo said with a smile.
Seeing Wang Mo's smile, Tang Xueying knew what he was thinking.
"It's so bad, what are you thinking about in broad daylight!"
"I'm thinking about things with my wife, who can take care of me!"