Reborn as a Tough Army Wife-Chapter 44 In the Hospital

Thank you Xuan’er Feifei for the reward, thank you!

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As the group walked out of the breakfast shop, Luo Zhiyong whispered to Zhou Yunmei, "Mom, things are expensive in the county, don’t shout about the prices when you hear them. People will laugh at us; they might think we ate without intending to pay and deliberately caused trouble in the shop."

"How come? Just because their stuff is overpriced, am I not allowed to speak up?" Zhou Yunmei said, still looking displeasedly at Fang Pingying.

"Earlier, it was you guys. If it were me, I definitely wouldn’t have paid that much, at most twenty cents. I think those items are really only worth ten cents, yet their shop dared to charge fifty cents."

Fang Pingying gave a helpless smile, truly unable to understand Zhou Yunmei’s mentality about spending money.

Sometimes she spends freely when there’s no need, other times she’s excessively stingy. Yet, she begrudges spending a little on eating something.

Seeing Zhou Yunmei still shouting even though she was wrong, Luo Zhiyong’s face darkened as he tried to reason with her, "It’s not you who decides how much things should cost, it’s the store’s listed price. If you want to eat, you pay; if not, you should ask the price beforehand."

Zhou Yunmei completely disagreed with Luo Zhiyong’s view.

With a disdainful expression, she retorted to Luo Zhiyong, "How can you say that? In our town, everything is negotiable. If the seller asks for twenty cents for vegetables, I’d only give ten cents, and they still have to sell it to me or they wouldn’t even earn that ten cents."

"Okay, say you’re right, but the town and the county are not the same. Just talk less, that’s all." Luo Zhiyong knew reasoning with Zhou Yunmei was futile and simply gave up, their conversation even drawing chuckles from people on the street.

Seeing this, Fang Pingying called out to Luo Zhiyong, "Zhiyong, let’s go to the hospital first. I’m afraid it will get too crowded later and we’ll have to queue."

"What, we have to queue at the hospital? In our town’s clinic..." Seeing Luo Zhiyong staring at her, Zhou Yunmei finally agreed to keep quiet, "Alright, I won’t mention our town. Let’s go to the hospital first."

Done speaking, she then asked, "So how do we arrange this, do we all go to the hospital together, or should I and Pingying go shopping, and Hong Lan and Zhiyong go to the hospital?"

With Zhou Yunmei’s quarrelsome nature, Luo Zhiyong dared not let her go shopping alone with Fang Pingying.

He then spoke up, "Let’s all go to the hospital first, check if it’s crowded. If it is, we’ll make other arrangements. If not, we’ll first deal with my leg. Once the cast is off, my leg will be more manageable, and I can go shopping with you."

Fang Pingying understood Luo Zhiyong’s consideration and quickly agreed.

If it were just her and Zhou Yunmei, given Zhou Yunmei’s temperament, it’s likely that she could really infuriate the vendors. By then, forget bargaining, they might not even manage to buy anything.

Fortunately, they arrived early, and the hospital wasn’t too busy, especially in the orthopedic section.

The same doctor who had seen Luo Zhiyong the last time removed his cast and took him to the hospital’s examination room for a lengthy check.

Fang Pingying waited outside along with the others. Since she knew Luo Zhiyong’s leg wasn’t a serious issue, she wasn’t too worried, but Zhou Yunmei and Luo Honglan were extremely anxious.

Especially Zhou Yunmei, nervously pacing back and forth in the hospital corridor, incessantly asking Fang Pingying, "Do you think Zhiyong’s leg can fully recover? What if it doesn’t heal and the military doesn’t want him? What will our family do then? We might not even have food to eat."

Fang Pingying didn’t know whether Zhou Yunmei was just panicking and speaking nonsense, but those words really weren’t pleasant to hear. It seemed like her concern wasn’t for Luo Zhiyong, but whether he could return to the military and contribute to the family.

But, of course, she wouldn’t voice that opinion out loud, just glancing at Zhou Yunmei and whispering softly, "It should be treatable, the doctor is still looking at it."

Seeing Fang Pingying respond somewhat unhappily, Zhou Yunmei thought Fang Pingying was also worried, which made her even more nervous.

She fell silent for a while, then suddenly grabbed Fang Pingying’s hand and said, "Pingying, if Zhiyong’s leg can’t be cured, his future will entirely depend on you to take care of him, and so will this household."

This time, Fang Pingying really couldn’t bear it anymore. Zhou Yunmei kept worrying either about the household finances or about the burden Luo Zhiyong would become if his leg didn’t recover.

She looked at Zhou Yunmei with a hint of displeasure and said, "Mom, you specifically made Zhiyong marry me because you felt there wasn’t much hope for his leg to heal. Since you were prepared for this beforehand, why the sudden worry now?"

"At home, I see nothing wrong with Zhiyong’s leg, and you also said the hospital doctors mentioned it’s treatable. But Zhiyong has been in there for quite a while now," Zhou Yunmei said, lowering her voice as she spoke to Fang Pingying.

"When we are treated in the town, if there’s really nothing serious, we’re out in less than ten minutes; only the untreatable ones stay inside for a long time."

Fang Pingying smirked, unsure of what logic Zhou Yunmei was following.

But she herself was somewhat worried too. Luo Zhiyong had been inside for at least half an hour, she saw a nurse come out to take some items several times, but didn’t see him come out.

Finally, after another twenty minutes, she saw the examination room door open and then a nurse helping Luo Zhiyong come out.

The cast on Luo Zhiyong’s leg had been removed, and more importantly, as the nurse helped him out, he didn’t use crutches and walked out on his own legs. Although he couldn’t put much weight on the injured leg, it was clearly recovering.

Without any prior indication, Fang Pingying burst into tears of joy.

Even though she knew his leg could be healed, she had first seen him injured in her life, and this was the first time he walked on his own, which made Fang Pingying’s tears uncontrollably fall.

Luo Zhiyong was also extremely touched, but as a man, he has always been one not to easily show his feelings. He just looked at her and smiled, his face showing a bit of indulgence, "Silly girl."

At this moment, Zhou Yunmei’s mind was extremely clear; she immediately asked the doctor following Luo Zhiyong, "Doctor, how is my son’s leg, can it be healed?"

The doctor smiled and patiently explained to Zhou Yunmei that Luo Zhiyong’s leg was recovering well; with another half a month of rest at home, he should be able to move around on his own, and as long as he doesn’t engage in any strenuous activities in the coming months, normal walking won’t be an issue.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yunmei immediately addressed what concerned her the most, "He is an officer in the army, can he return to the army?"

The doctor smiled and nodded, "Yes, he can, but he must avoid strenuous activities for the next few months. After this recovery period, he will have no problems even on the battlefield."

"That’s great, that’s great," Zhou Yunmei cheerfully bowed several times, "It’s all thanks to the blessing of God that my son Zhiyong’s leg has healed and he can return to the army."

Luo Zhiyong watched Zhou Yunmei smile and said they’d discuss further when they got home.

After thanking the doctor, he prescribed some medicine, then let Fang Pingying go to pay, and afterward, they looked at the jars Fang Pingying wanted to buy.

Hearing about the payment for the medicine, Zhou Yunmei became anxious again. She hurriedly said to Luo Honglan, "Honglan, you stay with your big brother, I’ll go with your sister-in-law to pay."

Fang Pingying understood that Zhou Yunmei actually wanted to see how much Luo Zhiyong’s hospital visit would cost, wondering if it was really like they said—costing several tens or hundreds just for a visit.

But if she wanted to see, let her see. Fang Pingying wasn’t going to hide it from her.

When the two ladies reached the payment window, the clerk used an abacus and then reported a number, "45 yuan."

"What?" Zhou Yunmei suspected she had heard wrong and suddenly shouted out loud.

Thinking that she hadn’t heard clearly, the fee collector impatiently repeated, "45 yuan."