Chapter 635: Waking Up

After Guo Zhanrong left with the fish soup, Liu Chuxue divided the fish soup in the other aluminum lunchbox in half; she drank half herself with steamed buns and saved the other half for Fu Yan Cheng.

She just wanted him to have something to eat as soon as he woke up.

This wait lasted until past four in the afternoon.

She was reading a high school physics book when she felt the person on the bed move. She suddenly closed the book and stood up: "Yan Cheng."

But when she leaned over to look, Fu Yan Cheng still had his eyes closed, so she called out softly again: "Yan Cheng."

Fu Yan Cheng, because his injury was on his back, had been lying face down; hearing Liu Chuxue's voice now, he struggled to open his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Why are you here?"

Seeing that he was truly awake, Liu Chuxue excitedly shouted toward the door: "Xiao Guo, hurry and call the doctor, Yan Cheng has woken up."

The person on the bed by the door, fearing Guo Zhanrong eating outside wouldn't hear, quickly got off the bed, slipped on his shoes, and went to the door: "Xiao Guo, your deputy regiment commander has woken up, go quickly and call the Physician."

Liu Chuxue turned to that person and said gratefully: "Thank you."

Only after saying that did she look at Fu Yan Cheng again: "How do you feel? Does it hurt very much?"

Fu Yan Cheng wanted to reach out and take Liu Chuxue's hand, but this movement pulled at his wounds, making him grimace in pain, which broke Liu Chuxue's heart.

She quickly put her hand into his large hand: "If you want to do something, tell me."

Seeing his mouth was so dry it was peeling: "Do you want to drink water?"

Fu Yan Cheng nodded lightly: "Drink."

Liu Chuxue tried to pull her hand out to go get him water, but she pulled and simply couldn't move it: "Let go first, I'll go prepare water for you."

Fu Yan Cheng was reluctant to let go of her hand, but his mouth and throat were so dry he was nearly dying of thirst, so he had to let go first.

Seeing his state, Liu Chuxue couldn't help but smile: "I'll be back very quickly."

She stood up, took the enamel mug from the bedside table, poured in boiling water, and then, where others couldn't see, stuck her finger into the enamel mug and put some space spring water in.

With this mixing, the water became warm, just right to drink now: "Here, moisten your throat first; the doctor will be here in a moment."

Her words had barely fallen when Physician Zhao rushed in energetically: "How do you feel?"

Fu Yan Cheng knew Physician Zhao and said with a bitter smile: "I feel uncomfortable all over."

After helping him with an examination, Physician Zhao said: "Lying in this position constantly, it's strange if you feel comfortable; however, for now you can only stay like this; once the wound scabs over, you can change positions."

After the examination, Physician Zhao prescribed another type of ointment: "Once you get the ointment back, apply it once in the morning and once in the evening."

After giving some other precautions, he said: "You kid actually managed to bring back a life this time; you must be careful in the future, not every time will be this lucky."

Knowing Physician Zhao meant well: "Understood, understood, thank you for your concern."

Physician Zhao glared at him in annoyance: "As long as you know that; how much time has passed, and you've gotten yourself in here twice already, truly impressive."

After saying that, he gave Liu Chuxue a few more instructions before leaving.

As soon as the person left, Liu Chuxue said: "I simmered fish soup; the temperature is just right now; do you want to drink some first?"

Fu Yan Cheng didn't answer, but said with some embarrassment: "I need to say a few words to Xiao Guo."

Xiao Guo quickly leaned over and heard his own deputy regiment commander say: "Xiao Guo, help me up to go to the toilet."

Fortunately, Xiao Guo had learned lip reading; otherwise, it would be strange to hear such a low voice clearly.

He just didn't react in time, fearing that getting up would pull at the wound again, since it hadn't scabbed over yet: "Deputy Regiment, I'll go get the chamber pot instead."

Seeing his own deputy regiment commander's strange expression, he only then belatedly realized he had been rash and, somewhat embarrassed, raised his hand to rub the back of his head.