The huge VIP ward fell into a strange silence.

A group of people in Wu Yangyang stood at the door, some looking at the sky and some at the ground, but they dared not look at Marshal Ling's face.

Who was the marshal's wife chatting with just now?

Not only chatting, but also making an appointment for dinner?

Not only eat, but also ask each other "how to face me" tonight? ?

He even said that he wanted to divorce Marshal Ling during the call? ? !

If it weren't for the fact that Marshal Ling was on the scene and behaved too calmly and indifferently, they would almost suspect that they had heard of a marital affair!

The people in the third hospital, like the majority of melon eaters, thought that Marshal Ling hated this matching marriage and would definitely leave after a year.

But since he witnessed his old man bring his young spouse to the hospital in person, he felt that this marriage might have turned a corner.

But now, Xu Xinghe's remarks once again prove that they are really just a superficial couple who are separated from each other, and they will still divorce after a year.

So what happened to these two? Inseparable ah?

Feeling the many glances at the door, Xu Xinghe twitched the corners of his mouth awkwardly: "Morning."

Ling Changfeng said lightly, "It's getting late."

Xu Xinghe: "..."

Looking at the strange faces of the people at the door, he always felt that they had misunderstood something.

But thinking about it carefully, I didn't say anything I couldn't say to Lin Qi just now.

Isn't it a matter of course that you and Marshal Ling will divorce in a year, and it's well known?

Xu Xinghe: "...all come in and sit?"

Ling Changfeng walked in first, came to the hospital bed, and swept Xu Xinghe from beginning to end with his eyes: "How do you feel?"

Xu Xinghe said, "It's much better, I should be able to leave the hospital, that..."

"When can I be discharged from the hospital, the doctor has the final say." Ling Changfeng interrupted him.

Xu Xinghe: "..."

Countless ellipses floated through his heart, thinking: "In the daytime, who has provoked this uncle again?"

Even so, he continued the two words that had just been interrupted: "That... thank you."

Ling Changfeng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Xu Xinghe added: "Thank you for taking me to the hospital."

Ling Changfeng: "Well."

Xu Xinghe: "...Thank you for helping me arrange the ward."

Ling Changfeng: "It should be."

Xu Xinghe: "..."

After thinking about it, he really didn't know what to say, so he had to continue the topic just now: "I'm really fine. I'll let the doctor see it later. If I can, I'll be discharged from the hospital."

Ling Changfeng asked, "Have an appointment tonight?"

Xu Xinghe: "Yes, with friends."

Ling Changfeng said blankly, "You have a weak stomach now, don't go out to eat."

Saying that, his slender fingers pointed at the nutrients on the tray, "Just eat this."

Xu Xinghe was unconvinced in his heart and muttered softly, "I've only been lying down for a day, not a week..."

Ling Changfeng said, "You can lie down for a week if you want."

Xu Xinghe: "???"

Is it a threat? Is it a threat!

The dignified alliance marshal, how can this be!

Xu Xinghe quit: "You said it doesn't count.

As soon as the words came out, the entire ward fell silent.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Xu Xinghe, and the ward fell into a dead silence again.

The entourage behind Marshal Ling all widened their eyes, looked at Xu Xinghe on the hospital bed in disbelief, and marveled at how courageous he was.

This is the Third Military Hospital, the exclusive hospital of the First Army of the Gamma Galaxy.

And Ling Changfeng is also the commander-in-chief of the First Army Group. Even if the Dean Dr. Lu Sen is present, it depends on Ling Changfeng's face.

How could anyone dare to say to Marshal Ling "you don't have to say it" on the site of the First Army? !

Ling Changfeng was also taken aback by what he said. However, he looked at Xu Xinghe's slightly pouted mouth because he was unconvinced. He didn't feel offended. Instead, there was a flash of novelty and laughter in his eyes.

However, this smile could not help but quickly disappeared in those calm and deep eyes. Ling Changfeng looked down at Xu Xinghe: "Do you want to see your friend so much?"

Xu Xinghe probably realized from the shocked eyes of the people around him that he was now in a hospital directly under the military.

So in line with the principle of being a good man and not taking immediate losses, he began to explain in a kind-hearted way: "I don't have to go to see them, but I fell asleep for a day and the news didn't come back. They were very worried, so they just went to report. well."

Ling Changfeng asked, "They?"

Xu Xinghe: "Uh... what's wrong?"

Ling Changfeng: "Not alone?"

Xu Xinghe: "With me there are four in total, all of whom are college classmates...Why are you asking this?"

Ling Changfeng didn't answer, just nodded slightly and said, "Oh."

Xu Xinghe: "???"

He was asked inexplicably, but some kind of magical intuition told him that the breath on Ling Changfeng's body didn't seem to be as cold as before, and he even saw a relaxed look from the pair of eyes.

So I regained hope and tried again: "They are all old acquaintances, including my college roommate, who is too good for me to wear a pair of pants, absolutely safe! So can I be discharged from the hospital?"

Ling Changfeng: "..."

He restrained the barely visible smile in his eyes, and said lightly: "If you want to report safety, the video will do."

Xu Xinghe: "Huh?"

No, how can this person change his face faster than flipping a book!

"But, but... I still want to eat hot pot, Xu Xinghe continued to struggle.

"Doctor." Ling Changfeng didn't answer him, but looked back at the doctors standing in a row at the door of the ward, "Can he eat hot pot now?"

The answer must be no.

After all, Marshal Ling was still present with a straight face. Even if he could, he could only answer "No."

What's more, Xu Xinghe is indeed "stomach weak", "should rest in peace", "pay attention to a light diet" - the doctors gave such advice after carefully examining his physical condition.

Xu Xinghe was depressed.

But in the end, he decided to follow the doctor's advice and rest for a few days.

After all, the taste of being sick is really uncomfortable, and if you have a stomach upset after eating hot pot, it will not be worth the loss.

He opened their f4 group chat and wanted to answer truthfully, "I'm sick, I'll make an appointment next time".

But after thinking about it, changed the first few words.

Xu Xinghe: "I have something to do temporarily, I'll make an appointment next time"

Lin Qi: "???"

Lin Qi: "Brother Xu, do you have other friends outside?"

Xu Xinghe: "..."

He was annoyed by Lin Qi's non-stop chatter, so he simply replied, "Brother is married, understand?"

Lin Qi: "...I seem to understand, but don't fully understand"

Lin Qi: "Didn't you talk about divorce ten minutes ago??"

Cheriel: "Oh, a man's mouth, a deceiving ghost"

Vincent: "? Don't shoot, it's easy to accidentally hurt a peerless man like me"

Vincent: "I also seem to understand, but I don't understand. Why did I get scolded for ignoring my friends when I was a pigeon in the fourth row?? Everyone has such a day, can we understand each other in the future?"

Qi Lier: "Understood, wish you happiness! Xu Xinghe"

Cheryl: "Four rows of pigeons, are you human? Vincent"

Vincent: "...Why target me??"

Xu Xinghe: "You guys understand p9

Seeing that the interpretation was getting more and more crooked, he simply retracted the sentence "Brother is married, understand?" he posted a minute ago.

Lin Qi: "I want to cover it up"

Chillier: "Blind Your Ears and Steal the Bell"

Vincent: "Deceiving yourself"

Xu Xinghe: "..."

"What are you talking about?"

Just when Xu Xinghe rolled up his sleeves and was about to start a tongue-in-cheek battle with Confucian scholars in the group chat, he suddenly heard a low male voice above his head.

He raised his head suddenly, Ling Changfeng's deep and handsome face was in front of him.

Xu Xinghe: "..."

Dry! Does this face look handsome up close?

"Why haven't you left yet?" Xu Xinghe stammered.

The room suddenly became so quiet, he thought everyone was gone, but what was Ling Changfeng still doing here?

Marshal Ling looked down at him, and there seemed to be a light flickering in his eyes, softening his originally cold brows.

He whispered: "If you want to eat hot pot, when you are discharged from the hospital, let's go together."

Xu Xinghe: "...don't be so polite."

As soon as he heard Ling Changfeng invite him to dinner, he remembered that he had been released as a pigeon and had a bad luck with his ex-husband. He didn't know what he would encounter next time he made a dinner appointment!

Ling Changfeng looked at him carefully: "Still angry?"

Xu Xinghe tilted his head: "No."

"Not next time." Ling Changfeng looked into his eyes and said, "No matter what happens again, I will try my best to make the appointment."

Xu Xinghe: "..."

This firm and persistent gaze, this serious tone... Please eldest brother, it's just an appointment, how can you still express a sense of sight that is going to die? ?

Xu Xinghe shrank back silently, but still said, "No need."

There is no next time!

Ling Changfeng opened his mouth, but said nothing.

So the room fell silent again.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Qin Yuan walked in.

As soon as the keen adjutant came in, he found that the atmosphere here was a bit cold. He looked at Ling Changfeng and Xu Xinghe, and immediately put on a smile, and said to the latter: "For the first time, I am the adjutant of the marshal, Qin. Far."

Xu Xinghe blinked, nodded and said, "Hello, I'm Xu Xinghe."

This is actually not the first time the two have met, but it is indeed the first time the two have spoken, and it is also the first time Xu Xinghe has examined the marshal's adjutant up close.

Different from Ling Changfeng's temperament of wind sword and frost sword, Qin Yuan's feeling, if not like a spring breeze, at least makes people feel very comfortable and relaxed.

Qin Yuan asked him, "How are you feeling now? Are you feeling better?"

Xu Xinghe: "It's much better, thank you."

Qin Yuan glanced at the dinner plate on the eye bed: "Is this for lunch? Does it suit my appetite?"

Xu Xinghe felt that he finally heard a human sentence: "To be honest, it doesn't quite fit."

Then he added in a low voice: "But your marshal said that I can only eat this now."

Marshal Ling, who was left aside and accused of a lawsuit, said: "..."

Qin Yuan: "Why??"

He turned his head to look at his own officials in surprise.

Ling Changfeng didn't know why he was surprised, so he could only frown and explain, "The doctor said that he has a weak stomach and needs to eat lightly."

"Light diet doesn't mean that you can only eat this." Qin Yuan was convinced, and shook his head helplessly: "Not everyone is like you, who likes three nutritional supplements a day, sir, find a five-star chef. Can you make some porridge, noodles, or something?"

Ling Changfeng: "..."

Xu Xinghe: "It's not necessary."

"Patients need special care and love, do you know that care?" Qin Yuan said to Ling Changfeng earnestly.

Then he turned to look at Xu Xinghe, and put on a big smile again: "You can recuperate here in peace, and when your illness is cured, there will be a surprise waiting for you."