The Beautiful Stepmother from the Eighties: Marrying a Factory Director to Raise Kids Chapter 314

Zhou Yueshen's eyes were filled with remorse as he looked at her, wanting to explain, but before he could speak, Si Nian cut him off, telling him to go get treatnt first.

She wasn't cruel enough to make an injured man apologize to her here.

Her anger was real, and her heartache was equally real.

The examination results ca out. Although it looked serious, the doctor said they were all superficial wounds.

It was just that the blood loss was quite significant. Logically, that amount of blood loss would have made an ordinary person pass out, but Commander Zhou had remained conscious the whole ti. Even while his wounds were being treated, his eyes were open, seeming to hold a hint of lancholy.

According to the doctor, he hadn't slept a wink for at least three days.

A normal person... never mind, given all the circumstances, Commander Zhou didn't seem like a normal person.

He had only just fallen asleep after taking dicine.

While explaining the situation to Si Nian, the doctor kept stealing glances at her.

Although people weren't very clear about Commander Zhou's family background, they had heard he was remarried with three children.

Many had always felt it was a bit of a pity.

After all, those who had been in the military unit for a while knew so things about Zhou Yueshen.

Everyone had always believed that Yang Yujie had remained unmarried, waiting for his return.

People never quite understood why he remained completely unmoved by soone like Yang Yujie, with her excellent conditions.

What was wrong with Yang Yujie? She ca from a good family, had high status; any other man would probably be overjoyed.

But Commander Zhou showed no intention of reciprocating.

Now, however, everyone seed to understand.

Although they didn't know the background of Commander Zhou's wife, in terms of poise and looks, she was in no way inferior to Yang Yujie.

If Si Nian hadn't spoken to Commander Zhou earlier, no one would have thought of her as Commander Zhou's wife.

But seeing Commander Zhou's anxious attitude and the tone he used when speaking to her, what else was there not to understand?

Zhou Yueshen slept restlessly, constantly rembering that Si Nian was waiting for him, which made him unwilling to fall asleep.

His dreams were filled with scenes of her looking at him with disappointnt.

He woke up not long after.

A dull ache throbbed at his temples.

The hospital room was empty.

All was quiet.

He was montarily dazed, as if not fully processing it.

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But the next mont he opened his eyes, she was gone.

Could seeing Si Nian just now have been a dream?

During this ti in the uninhabited zone, he had missed her every single mont.

Once a person has tasted sweetness, being in such a harsh environnt again makes one yearn intensely for that warmth and happiness.

If he had never possessed it, perhaps he would have been fearless.

But, ironically, he had once possessed it.

Zhou Yueshen lowered his gaze, feeling he was sowhat bewitched, actually hallucinating from missing soone.

He was even surprised at himself.

However, the next second, he heard a hushed voice from outside the door, "Quiet now, Little Han, your father is still resting. Don't disturb him."

Si Nian entered the room carrying a food container, holding their daughter's hand, with their two sons following behind—a neat, complete family.

Seemingly surprised he had woken so soon, she asked, "Zhou Yueshen, you're awake already? Why not sleep a bit more?"

Zhou Yueshen looked up at them.

Watching her place the food container on the table beside him, she said, "The doctor said you haven't slept for days. Don't you like sleeping? Staying up late at your age. I bought you so food."

"Dad! Are you okay?"

"Daddy, daddy, I missed you so much~ Mom said you got hurt." The Second Child's eyes welled up with tears.

"Dada, dada, hug hug~" Yaoyao stretched her arms out towards him.

Zhou Yueshen's body was wrapped in bandages, wounds from bomb fragnts, large and small, covering half his upper body. His back was straight, dical tape on the veins of his hand.

His fra and face were sowhat thinner than before. Just as he was about to reach out to hold his daughter, Si Nian patted her head and said, "Be good, Yaoyao. Daddy is sick and can't hold you. Wait until Daddy is better."

Yaoyao blinked her big eyes at Zhou Yueshen.

Zhou Yueshen looked at them. Although it was an unfamiliar environnt, their presence made him feel as if he were at ho. A warm atmosphere enveloped him, and the faintly aching wounds no longer hurt.

He couldn't quite articulate this feeling, only that his chest felt full.

He told the children in a gentle voice that he was fine, then looked at Si Nian beside him.

Si Nian was also looking at him, her expression calm, as usual.

When their eyes t, for a mont he didn't know what to say.

The April nights in the northwest were still cold. She wore a fitted coat, tall and slender, her bright features illuminating the dim hospital room.

The earlier sense of aloofness seed to vanish in an instant.

Zhou Yueshen's slightly chapped thin lips parted. He subtly observed her expression, then called her na, "Nian Nian."

His gaze was complex, but filled more with guilt.

Si Nian rarely saw so much emotion on his usually stoic face.

She gave an "Mhm" and asked, "What is it?"

"How did you get here?" Zhou Yueshen patted the children who had gathered close, his gaze still tenderly fixed on her. He had thought earlier it was a hallucination from missing her too much, after all, the northwest was so far away, how could she have co?

Yet not only had she co, but she had also brought the children.

It must have been a long, arduous journey, surely full of hardships.

This ti, his delay had been too long. It was only right for her to be angry.

It was his fault.

He rembered she had cried, and his heart was deeply moved.

Si Nian had actually already cald down, but hearing his familiar, gentle voice, her heart still ached, with an impulse to cry. She never knew she was such a crybaby.

Her lips moved, and after a mont, she blurted out, "I dread you had an accident, ca to collect your body."

Zhou Yueshen: "..."

Si Nian: ? This isn't my mouth talking, let explain.

Yu Dong, who had just walked in, was so shocked his jaw nearly dropped.

He had thought Sister-in-law had truly fallen for the boss, but who knew she had actually co to collect his body.

No wonder she had been expressionless the whole journey, eating, drinking, and sleeping as usual.

He had thought she was putting on a brave front.

Turns out she genuinely wasn't worried.

Zhou Yueshen looked at her rather helplessly and said, "Nian Nian wishes for to die?"

The Eldest Child and the Second Child looked at Si Nian in horror.

Mom wishes for Dad to die? Why? Is it because Dad is too old and she doesn't like him anymore?

Ah, they don't want Dad to die.

Si Nian quickly made a spitting sound, "Pah, pah, nothing of the sort." As she spoke, she glared at Zhou Yueshen. "Can't the food shut your mouth?" The children are here, saying such things frightens them.

Zhou Yueshen reached out to take the food container, let out a low chuckle, and looked at them, feeling his heart completely full.

His injuries weren't serious, all superficial, but his left leg was fractured and needed recuperation, so he couldn't get out of bed for now.

Yu Dong also brought him so fruit. Soon, many people ca to visit him, breaking the family's quiet mont.

Seeing the visitor wearing a crisp military uniform and the insignia on his shoulders, Si Nian stood up, leading the children aside.

She listened to their conversation.

The visitor was quite old, in his fifties, with stern eyes and a powerful, resonant voice.

He didn't seem surprised to see her and the children.