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Seeing Fang Pingying's furious demeanor, Luo Zhiyong remained expressionless, but inwardly he couldn't help but wryly smile.
He had never been in a relationship before, and in the army, he either faced his subordinates or his superiors, where his word was law; he had no idea how to coax a wife.
Although he repeatedly said that Fang Pingying could still regret it, in just a few short hours, he had subconsciously accepted her as his wife.
Perhaps some things are innate to men, like knowing how to soothe a wife.
When Fang Pingying packed a small bundle and was really about to walk away, Luo Zhiyong stood up, waved his large hand, and pulled Fang Pingying into his arms, his tone somewhat domineering, "Where do you think you're going? You're already my wife, and you will be for a lifetime."
Fang Pingying's anger had not subsided, she pushed him lightly and said irritably, "Did I want to leave? Just now, who was it that said I might regret it? Can I regret it now?"
Luo Zhiyong held her hand, commanding in a low voice, "No regrets."
"Then who said those stupid words just now?" Fang Pingying retorted.
Having spent so many years in the army, and dealing with the typical machismo attitudes, Luo Zhiyong, despite realizing he had misspoken, could not bring himself to apologize due to his male ego; he looked down at the person in his arms, remaining silent.
Fang Pingying clearly understood his personality and didn't forcefully push him to admit his mistake but lightly punched him, "Don't say those things again. I wasn't unaware of your leg injury when I married you. Since I knew and still chose to marry you, obviously, I don't care about your injury. Whether you can return to the army or stay in the countryside for life, I'm willing to be with you."
Luo Zhiyong's heart overflowed with warmth upon hearing her ordinary words, as if no one had ever spoken to him before, willing to be with him simply because he was him.
Even his family looked at him differently, only because he had made achievements in the army that brought honor to them.
He held Fang Pingying closer and whispered softly, "Yeah, I won't say it again."
Smelling the familiar scent on him, tears welled up in Fang Pingying's eyes; she was grateful for the chance to make amends.
She hugged Luo Zhiyong back, "Yes, let's live well together from now on."
Fang Pingying had just taken a bath, and the faint smell of soap along with her naturally sweet scent made the warmth rise in Luo Zhiyong holding her, as if all the passion in his body was concentrating on a single point.
Unable to endure any longer, Luo Zhiyong whispered in Fang Pingying's ear, "It's late, let's rest."
Fang Pingying, hearing the slightly rapid breathing in her ear, knew what Luo Zhiyong wanted.
As a married couple, Fang Pingying didn't reject such intimacy, but Luo Zhiyong's leg was still injured, unable to withstand too strenuous activity.
She pushed Luo Zhiyong away, teasingly scolded, "Stop messing around, your leg hasn't recovered, we'll go to the hospital tomorrow. Wait until it's healed."
Luo Zhiyong pulled Fang Pingying back into his arms, his expression slightly awkward, "The leg injury won't heal overnight."
Fang Pingying smiled wryly, this man!
But for his sake, she still pushed him away and pointed at his leg, "That won't do either. The leg is important, if you end up with lingering issues, it won't be good."
Seeing that Fang Pingying was resolute, even though Luo Zhiyong was very reluctant, he didn't say much more.
Fang Pingying had him lie down on the bed, she took off his pants and draped the blanket over his waist, then bent over to examine the injury on his leg.
His knee down to his lower leg was wrapped in gauze, the injuries were severe, and even though many layers of gauze were tied around the knee, lots of blood had seeped through.
Upon unwrapping the gauze, the flesh underneath was a bloody mess, but that wasn't the worst part. The worst was his knee joint connecting to the lower leg seemed not properly aligned, appearing crooked. If he went to a big hospital, they might have to break it and reset it.
Fang Pingying, feeling heartbroken, wiped the blood from his leg and then placed his leg flat on the bed, "You wait here, I will go pour some hot water, add some salt, and clean your wound."
Luo Zhiyong saw the tiredness in Fang Pingying's eyes, grabbed her, "It's so late now, don't bother, we've been tired all day, let's wash it tomorrow. I've already visited the hospital a few days ago and changed the dressing."
Upon hearing this, Fang Pingying sat down, gazing at him with knitted brows, "You went to the town hospital?"
"Uh-huh," Luo Zhiyong nodded.
Fang Pingying's brows furrowed, she sternly said while looking at his leg, "That won't do. With such a serious injury, the town certainly can't handle it properly; tomorrow we must go to the county, and see what the doctors there say."
"The county hospital?" Luo Zhiyong looked distressed as the county hospital was a lot more expensive than the town's, and paying for the leg treatment was going to be difficult.
Fang Pingying noticed his concern and directly asked, "Normally you should be treated in the military for such injuries. You chose not to add trouble to the military and came back, surely they approved medical expenses, right?"
Luo Zhiyong nodded, "Yes, the military's medical expenses haven't been approved yet. Once approved, I can take the medical bill and reimburse it directly from the military. But I borrowed 300 yuan from my comrade to come back for treatment. Depending on the severity, I might go back to the military hospital."
300 yuan was not a small amount at this time; even a decent house only cost over a thousand yuan at present.
Definitely, this money should suffice to fully treat Luo Zhiyong's leg injury.
Even though she knew most of this money was in Zhou Yunmei's hands, Fang Pingying still asked, "Where is the money?"
As Fang Pingying expected, Luo Zhiyong replied, "It's with my mom."
Fang Pingying didn't beat around the bush and directly said, "Then tomorrow morning, I'll go get the money from Mom and accompany you to the county hospital."
Luo Zhiyong hesitated, then discussed with Fang Pingying, "Otherwise, let's just treat my leg here in town. The local hospital can also handle it, it just might be slower, and we can save a lot of money, which we can leave for the family. It's been tough for the family these past few years."
"That's not acceptable. With other money, feel free to give more to your family, we can manage with less, but we can't skimp on the money for treating your leg. We must prioritize your treatment, then we can talk about other things if there's money left," Fang Pingying said decisively.
"My mom..." Luo Zhiyong knew she made sense, but with Zhou Yunmei involved, getting the money out of her hands was going to be challenging.
"Don't worry, I'll go get the money tomorrow, and we must retrieve that money," Fang Pingying continued, "Think about it, this money was borrowed solely for treating your leg. If you were not injured, the household expenditures would still be there; it's not all dependent on these few hundred yuan. Right now, your leg is crucial. No matter how important the money is, it's not more important than someone's