When the Patriotic Goddess of War is bound to the love system

"Don't worry, they will be discharged from the hospital today."

Not only the nurses couldn't bear it, but she, the head nurse, couldn't bear it either. What the hell, she was being looked down upon by a little goblin even though she was so old.

"Didn't I tell you, don't be anxious and endure the calm for a while. In fact, the leader couldn't bear it anymore and directly arranged a car to send them away. Now, they won't be able to leave the hospital!"

"real?"

"Very good!"

The nurses clapped their hands happily and set off firecrackers in their hearts to say goodbye.

"Okay then, I will make their beds and tidy up the wards today. Sisters, let's go."

"I'll go too, wait for me."

"Let's go together and send the god of plague away!"

Jiang Xinlan became aroused, and in a blink of an eye she saw the nurses coming in to serve them, and she felt a little happier.

But Zheng Gang, whose eyes fell on the hospital bed, started to twist his head again.

Zheng Gang's condition... seems to be worse than when he just had the surgery a few months ago.

Lying down all day long, eating and drinking in various ways, his body had become visibly fatter, and his originally pretty features were crowded together, and he couldn't tell that he looked like a young and talented man at all.

His left leg and right forearm were amputated, and he felt excruciating pain every day. He could only feel some relief when eating. Jiang Xinlan didn't care about him. If he wanted to eat, he would ask the nurse to get food, so that the canteen would give it to them in advance.

Extra-large patient meals are set aside in the ward.

After lying down for a long time, Jiang Xinlan developed bedsores on her back. Jiang Xinlan did not massage her body to help her turn over. She relied on nurses to do all the work. The nurses were not on call 24 hours a day, so she naturally developed uncomfortable symptoms.

Zheng Gang would give Jiang Xinlan a blow when he got the chance, and Jiang Xinlan didn't dare to approach him even more.

But she still had to rely on him to clear her name, and she behaved very well in front of the hospital leaders. The two of them were simply a loving couple.

Even the other family members who were accompanying her in the ward admired her.

After all, Jiang Xinlan's acting skills are good, she only bullies those little nurses, and her processed little stories on the battlefield are still very contagious.

Everyone sympathized with her. She was young and good-looking, but she had been dragged down by her husband all her life. Her persistence became proof of a good woman.

Jiang Xinlan thought she had fooled everyone and was very proud of her own methods. Little did she know that everyone was not a fool. As time passed, they would naturally notice something was wrong.

So for her husband, why don’t you push her out for a walk and bask in the sun? Why does her husband get bedsores? It’s because she is tired and stays up all night to take care of her husband. Then why is her face still rosy, but her husband’s energy is so good all day long?

Worse than one day.

"It's fair to say that you guys are sensible. When it comes to work, you just can't be too ambitious and too weak." Jiang Xinlan crossed her arms and began to point out, "That's it, the blind spots must be cleaned up, otherwise my Zheng Gang will feel uncomfortable. He is a fighter -

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"Dong dong dong."

Someone was standing at the door knocking.

"Is it Zheng Gang? The car is ready. Are you a member of Zheng Gang's family? Pack your things and leave the hospital. We are responsible for sending you to the train safely."

The man didn't wait for Jiang Xinlan to ask, and looked at his watch again, "Try to go as fast as possible. There is not enough time before departure. Don't worry. There will be conductors taking care of you all the way to the train. We have made arrangements. The leader explained

However, we must not let the battle get cold—the hero’s heart!”

The man explained quickly and left, just waiting for Jiang Xinlan to pack her things and get in the car.

Jiang Xinlan was stunned, this is... I can't leave without leaving?

But here, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and no one knows her. She can still be at home for two days. What will she do when she goes back?

There is also the shrew Zhang Meihua staring at her, how should she survive?

Zheng Gang didn't care, he seemed to be half a beat too slow to react, and he was dumbfounded.

At first he just wanted to escape, but later he found that escaping was really good.

Eat, sleep, and the day passes.

I lose my temper and throw things, then I eat, and the whole day passes by.

Just like this day after day, he completely forgot what he was going to do in the future. Now he wants to be discharged from the hospital and go home? Then go back.

He is indispensable for eating, drinking and sleeping at home. He is already like this, and there is no reason for the world to ask for anything more from him.

In this way, Jiang Xinlan and Zheng Gang left the hospital half-forced. Even the little nurse couldn't hold back her laughter behind her. It was rare that she didn't find any quarrels or curses.

After a lot of trouble, the two got on the train. There was indeed a conductor paying attention to them at all times, and any needs were met immediately.

But with so many people on the train, Jiang Xinlan didn't have the nerve to make excessive demands. She had to do it when Zheng Gang wanted to poop or pee, which made her very painful. She had already tasted how difficult it was to live under the supervision of the people and public opinion.

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This was the price she had to pay to clear her name, but she didn't want to.

When Zheng Gang needed to go to the toilet again, she went to great lengths to help him get in and close the door. Her pretended patience finally ran out.

"How much do you want to urinate? You know how to eat and eat along the way. Are you a pig?"

She lowered her voice and stared at Zheng Gang, losing all her patience.

Zheng had just finished urinating, his face was calm and numb, and he reached out and gave her a slap. His left hand was good, but it was not very flexible at first, but recently he relied on his left and right sides to eat, and he got better at it through practice.

Slapping someone is quite appropriate.

The smell of urine along with pain invaded Jiang Xinlan's face. She winced, gritted her teeth and glared at Zheng Gang.

"Is there anyone there?" Zheng Gang suddenly shouted outside.

The conductor who was keeping an eye on them outside heard them and knocked on the door, "Here you are, do you need help?"

Zheng Gang glanced at Jiang Xinlan contemptuously and pointed down with his finger.

Jiang Xinlan resisted the nausea that almost made her vomit, and knelt down to help him lift his pants, tie his belt, and then stood up with his head lowered.

"Hello, do you need any help?" the conductor asked worriedly, fearing that something might go wrong when going to the toilet.

Zheng Gang still grabbed Jiang Xinlan's hair with his left hand, pulled it casually, and lowered his voice.

"I am a pig, and you have to serve me. Put away all your unwillingness and show it a little more, and I won't be able to kill you."

The conductor had already taken the key and opened the door, but Zheng Gang opened the door from the inside.

I saw him apologizing politely, "I'm sorry, my lover was dizzy and fell down and hit me. I'm sorry to bother you. It's nothing serious."

Behind him, Jiang Xinlan had already cut her hair and covered the red marks on her face. Only the red spots on her forehead could be seen.

"It's okay, it's okay. I haven't had a good rest recently. It's because my lover is too worried. It'll be okay if I bump into it."

She explained with a forced smile.

Zheng Gang also looked apologetic.

"Hey, it's all to take care of me, Xinlan, I'm dragging you down."

"It's not a burden. It's my blessing to be able to serve you. I'm willing to do it."