Daily Life in the 70s-Chapter 243: Marrying Right

Shen Yiguang was likely to stay in the hospital for another ten days or so. Previously, the nurses and his comrade Xiao Xu had looked after him, but now that she had arrived and since his condition had stabilized, there was no need for others. However, Shen Yiguang did feel sorry for Yang Peimin, having to eat and sleep with him in the hospital.

Yang Peimin thought it was all part of her duty and didn’t consider it hard at all, it was not like she was asked to do any physical labor, which she wouldn’t have been capable of.

Attending to his needs, wiping his body, taking care of his personal and room hygiene, preparing medicinal meals, making nutritious meals, chatting, reading newspapers to alleviate boredom, and so on—she actually began to feel that it was rather nice. Normally, Shen Yiguang wasn’t injured and wouldn’t have so much time to spend with her. Sweat... Her bad, her bad, she didn’t mean that it was better for him to be injured, she was just making the best of a bad situation.

Shen Yiguang also felt as she said, having her by his side made him feel good every day, and it seemed as if his body was healing much faster.

The doctor came in for a check-up and specially praised them, "He’s recovering very well. Your spouse has been taking great care of you. In a couple of days, you can remove the dressing on your waist, and there are some roses blooming outside, you can take a wheelchair out for a spin."

Yang Peimin was delighted and saw the doctor out.

When she came back, she said to Shen Yiguang, "Hey, you can finally get some fresh air outside."

Shen Yiguang snorted with a smile, "What do you mean ’get some fresh air’? Is that any way to talk about your husband?"

Yang Peimin stuck out her tongue.

Today, there was another bottle of anti-inflammatory IV drip that needed to be administered. Two nurses entered, one went to administer the IV to Shen Yiguang, and the other inquired about his condition. Yang Peimin then said with a smile, "The doctor has already been here, checked his wound, and said that he’s recovering very well. Regarding other matters, I know them too. Mr. Ding, you can ask me. He just took his medication and is a little sleepy now."

Nurse Ding was slightly displeased at being interrupted by Yang Peimin, but upon hearing that the doctor had been around, she nodded somewhat stiffly and then asked, "Okay, tell me about Mr. Shen’s condition. How’s his appetite? How is he feeling? Any symptoms like dizziness or tightness in the chest? Has he used the bathroom?"

Yang Peimin picked and chose some things to share.

Nurse Ding thought her report insufficient and wanted to ask more, but Nurse Tang, who was setting up the IV, cut her off saying, "Mrs. Shen is quite skilled at taking care of people. I can see that Camp Commander Shen’s complexion has improved a lot. Compared to Camp Commander Shao who came in with him, and whose initial condition was similar, your complexion has recovered much better."

Shen Yiguang said, "My spouse has been working hard."

Nurse Tang pursed her lips and smiled, "I think it’s the power of a loved one. It’s like this for some people; when they’re in a good mood and eat more, their illness also recovers much quicker."

Yang Peimin also smiled and nodded, "Exactly."

Nurse Tang chuckled again.

Nurse Ding coughed.

Her laughing colleague turned to give her a glance and called her over to check on Camp Commander Shao.

After they left, Yang Peimin sat by Shen Yiguang’s bedside and said, "Why do I feel that Nurse Ding is a bit strange? She seems much more serious than Nurse Tang next to her."

Shen Yiguang said, "Normally, we don’t need to interact with her beyond official matters. Anyway, we’ll be discharged in a few days, and whatever she’s thinking, it won’t matter."

Yang Peimin glanced at him, mmm, something about that didn’t sound right. What was Nurse Ding thinking? Shaking her head, she decided not to worry about it. She wouldn’t bother with matters beyond her duty.

Seeing him with the IV, Yang Peimin sat down and began peeling an apple for him.

Suddenly, there was a commotion nearby.

Yang Peimin raised an eyebrow and exchanged a glance with Shen Yiguang.

She didn’t know what was happening next door, but over the past three days since her arrival, there had been intermittent noises coming from there, making it quite lively.

So she asked Shen Yiguang, "How badly is Camp Commander Shao injured? I haven’t been able to leave my side, nor have I gone to see him. Once you get your bandages off, I’ll push you over to see him."

Shen Yiguang nodded, "We were on a mission together when he let his guard down and got hurt. I was right beside him and managed to drag him back, saving his life. He was hit by two bullets in quick succession in his thigh."

Yang PeiMin asked, "Did you get injured while saving him?"

"No, I got it while continuing the mission afterward. I understand his temperament. He must have kept it from his wife beforehand, and now it seems he was quite thoughtful. He wasn’t just worried about her being anxious but also afraid she’d come over and fuss over his care."

Yang PeiMin was sweating.

"How do you know it’s his wife making all that noise? It could be his parents or other relatives."

Shen Yiguang raised an eyebrow, "Before his wife arrived, when we were in the military hospital in the neighboring province, we were adjacent in our rooms, and back then, there was not a peep of noise."

Alright then.

Du Juanjuan seemed to be kicking up a fuss about something.

The man was injured, yet she wouldn’t let up.

Shen Yiguang looked at her with a face full of relief and said, "I’m just glad I married the right woman."

Yang PeiMin nodded, smiling, "Good that you realize it."

After peeling the apple, she handed it to him, and Shen Yiguang asked her to split it in half. It had been brought by a visiting leader, and apples like that weren’t easy to find in the market, and there weren’t many to begin with. Yang PeiMin hadn’t had one in a long time either. He insisted on sharing half, and she didn’t refuse. After watching Shen Yiguang finish his IV, she left to pick up the clothes she had ordered three days prior.

Fortunately, the place wasn’t too far away, just about a ten-minute bus ride.

When she arrived, it was already past two in the afternoon. Sister Liu seemed relieved to see her, "You finally made it."

"Sister, were you afraid I wouldn’t come?" Yang PeiMin teased.

"Not at all."

Sister Liu said as she led her to see the merchandise.

Inside the room, Sister Liu pointed to the clothes hung up, "This way you can see everything clearly, to make sure it’s what you wanted."

Before placing the order, Yang PeiMin had a sample made on the spot while reminding about the details. There shouldn’t be any problems now, but Sister Liu was trustworthy and careful, so Yang PeiMin carefully examined everything.

When drawing the designs, she was full of ideas, but she knew that what she imagined often turned out differently from the finished product, which is to say, they might not achieve the desired effect.

She made a point of supervising the production process closely the previous time, with Sister Liu personally taking charge. She had her carry out the details according to Yang PeiMin’s specifications, reiterating them over and over. Now, the results looked quite good. The seamstresses had also been meticulous, and she was quite satisfied, deciding on the spot to keep two different colored pieces for herself to wear. She tried them on and felt comfortable, thanks to choosing quality material.

Sister Liu was also happy, proceeding with the final payment for the remaining goods.

Yang PeiMin then had her pack the clothes neatly.

Just then, someone came in to have clothes made. They saw Yang PeiMin’s jacket, as well as the ones not yet packed, and immediately exclaimed, "Miss, did you order all these clothes? Wow, they really look great."

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