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

"Earlier, it was you guys. If it were , 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 Yuni’s ntality about spending money.

Sotis she spends freely when there’s no need, other tis she’s excessively stingy. Yet, she begrudges spending a little on eating sothing.

Seeing Zhou Yuni 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 Yuni 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 or they wouldn’t even earn that ten cents."

"Okay, say you’re right, but the town and the county are not the sa. Just talk less, that’s all." Luo Zhiyong knew reasoning with Zhou Yuni 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 Yuni finally agreed to keep quiet, "Alright, I won’t ntion 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 Yuni’s quarrelso 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 arrangents. 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 Yuni, given Zhou Yuni’s temperant, 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 sa doctor who had seen Luo Zhiyong the last ti 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 Yuni and Luo Honglan were extrely anxious.

Especially Zhou Yuni, 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 Yuni was just panicking and speaking nonsense, but those words really weren’t pleasant to hear. It seed 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 Yuni and whispering softly, "It should be treatable, the doctor is still looking at it."

Seeing Fang Pingying respond sowhat unhappily, Zhou Yuni 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 ti, Fang Pingying really couldn’t bear it anymore. Zhou Yuni kept worrying either about the household finances or about the burden Luo Zhiyong would beco if his leg didn’t recover.

She looked at Zhou Yuni with a hint of displeasure and said, "Mom, you specifically made Zhiyong marry 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 ho, I see nothing wrong with Zhiyong’s leg, and you also said the hospital doctors ntioned it’s treatable. But Zhiyong has been in there for quite a while now," Zhou Yuni 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 ti."

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

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

Finally, after another twenty minutes, she saw the examination room door open and then a nurse helping Luo Zhiyong co 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 ti he walked on his own, which made Fang Pingying’s tears uncontrollably fall.

Luo Zhiyong was also extrely 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 mont, Zhou Yuni’s mind was extrely clear; she imdiately 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 Yuni that Luo Zhiyong’s leg was recovering well; with another half a month of rest at ho, 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 Yuni imdiately 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 Yuni cheerfully bowed several tis, "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 Yuni smile and said they’d discuss further when they got ho.

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

Hearing about the paynt for the dicine, Zhou Yuni beca 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 Yuni 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 paynt window, the clerk used an abacus and then reported a number, "45 yuan."

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

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