The 70s Novel: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Lie Down-Chapter 209: Midnight Visit

Wang Miaomiao lay immobile as the elderly woman carefully fed her a few spoonfuls. She felt much better in her throat and immediately said, "Girl, Grandma, thank you for taking care of me."

"Oh dear, comrade, it’s us who should thank you. Thank you for saving the only descendant of the Xie Family," the old woman said sincerely. "You were severely injured and lost a lot of blood. You’ve been unconscious for a day and a night. From now on... the two of us will take care of you."

Wang Miaomiao wanted to say it’s not necessary; she could manage on her own.

Unfortunately, she knew she really couldn’t.

Here, she had no family members to take care of her. Her only fiancé was still in the disaster area. Even if he knew she was injured, he was unable to help. His mission and duty meant he had to prioritize the greater good over personal matters.

If she said she wasn’t disappointed, no one would believe her, and neither would she.

If she said she was too disappointed, it wouldn’t be true either. After all, she too had been a soldier for several years and had acquired this level of understanding.

However, troubling the old woman, remembering her family had just...

"No need, Grandma, you should go handle your own things. I’ll inform my family to come over."

"What could my family have to deal with? Everything’s been taken care of," the old woman said, appearing a bit lost.

Wang Miaomiao was puzzled. Everything was taken care of?

The old woman didn’t explain and only said, "Now that you’re awake, you must be hungry. I’ll go get you some porridge."

Getting up, she said to the girl, "Girl, keep an eye on Auntie. Grandma will be back soon."

Seeing her insistence, Wang Miaomiao couldn’t ask more questions. Forget it, she’ll trouble the old woman for a few days, "Grandma, thank you. I’ll trouble you for a few days."

"Oh, it’s no trouble at all," the old woman flashed a faint smile and went to get the porridge.

Who knows how long it took. Apparently, the porridge wasn’t easy to get. When the porridge was finally brought over, Wang Miaomiao was fed the porridge while lying in bed. It came without side dishes, and it tasted bland. However, she had been starving for a day and a night and didn’t find it hard to swallow. Given the current circumstances, having a warm meal was already quite fortunate.

After finishing the porridge, Wang Miaomiao drifted back to sleep in a daze. The pain was too intense, but falling asleep at least made her unaware of the pain.

Wang Miaomiao saw the doctor come by around seven in the evening.

After a thorough examination, the results showed that her head injury was quite severe and needed a few more days of observation. Her shoulder had a bone fracture, requiring rest.

Alright, she wouldn’t be getting out of bed anytime soon. Moreover, she was in real pain, and being bed-ridden with nothing to do was tolerable for a day or two, but over time... sigh... it felt maddening.

At night, because she’d slept too much during the day, Wang Miaomiao developed insomnia.

The shelter was crowded and stuffy, and the smell was unpleasant. Since it was the old lady taking care of her, she felt embarrassed to ask her to fetch water for a sponge bath. Her entire body felt sour and unable to sleep; she could only force herself to rest with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, she felt a large hand touch hers, and Wang Miaomiao was startled. Trying to shake it off, she opened her eyes to glare angrily at the intruder.

Who would have thought... "Brother Jiang, why are you here?" Wang Miaomiao was a bit surprised. It was already late, and the temporary hospital was not close to their rescue site.

"Sigh, Miao Miao, does it still hurt?" Jiang Yan held her hand while touching her cheek lovingly, "Yesterday, seeing you lying in bed motionless, your breathing was so faint it scared me. I... I’m sorry..."

"What are you apologizing for? It’s not your fault," Wang Miaomiao said helplessly. Yet, knowing he had come to see her last night made her heart feel sweet.

"It’s my fault for not protecting you well. Moreover, you’re injured, and I can’t be by your side to take care of you. I’m quite an unworthy fiancé," Jiang Yan felt genuinely upset, torn between loyalty and personal affection, failing to balance the interests of the country with his emotional ties.

"Silly..." Wang Miaomiao gently squeezed his big hand, giving him encouragement and comfort, "I understand your choice. I’m a soldier too; how could I blame you? So, don’t reproach yourself. Don’t dwell on it. I’m doing well, focus on your duties. Trust me, before long, I’ll be back to my lively self."

"You..." Jiang Yan petted her nose affectionately, "You really know how to worry people. Why can’t you take good care of yourself... sigh..."

It was no use saying much now. Besides, she got injured saving someone. He didn’t have the right to criticize her. Should he expect her not to help when someone is in danger?

However, once she recovers, he planned to train her skills again. She couldn’t dodge a utility pole and used her body to shield instead.

Oh, what she learned in the army was all forgotten before even leaving it.

It was his oversight, thinking she was safe under his protection and wouldn’t encounter danger. It was his arrogance.

Jiang Yan secretly decided to train her later; Wang Miaomiao didn’t know it yet. When that time comes, she truly... sigh... it would be hard to put into words.

Feeling guilty being under his gaze, Wang Miaomiao shyly changed the topic, "By the way, I saw Aunt Zheng today. She’s also here to aid the disaster zone."

Jiang Yan nodded indifferently, seemingly unconcerned, "Don’t mind her. If she gives you a hard time, hmph... someone will set her straight."

Wang Miaomiao gaped at him in astonishment, clearly shocked by his words.

Jiang Yan chuckled, patting her head, "Don’t worry; I’m here for you..."

Jiang Yan accompanied her for a while longer until Wang Miaomiao urged him to go back and sleep. After all, he had missions the next day. Coming just to see her was a waste of his rest time—a terrible trade-off.

Staying up every night—no one has an iron-clad body that can endure it.

In the end, faced with her teary eyes, Jiang Yan relented.

"Okay, rest well. I’ll come to see you tomorrow," he whispered, standing up.

Wang Miaomiao felt a tinge of disappointment in her heart but put the greater good first, "You don’t need to come every day. I’m doing fine."

Jiang Yan gave her a glance, saying nothing as he left. But she felt as if he had said everything, all spoken in that look.

Wang Miaomiao watched his departing figure until it vanished and then withdrew her gaze in disappointment.

Zheng Zhen came to see her several times a day, without saying much. Wang Miaomiao couldn’t understand her attitude.

If she was being nice, she didn’t show a nice face.

If she wasn’t, she didn’t show a nice face either.

Their conversations were even simpler – Wang Miaomiao, as the junior, would always start by greeting Aunt Zheng. She’d receive a light acknowledgment, followed by a basic inquiry about her well-being, then she would leave.

On the fifth day, Wang Miaomiao managed to sit up a bit. Meanwhile, Jiang Yan came every day for those five days, rain or shine, night or day, always stopping by to check in on her, saying a few words until he was reassured.