Little Nurse: "Yes, yes." Since the establishment of our hospital, I have never seen Mr. Wu pay so much attention to any patient, even if the mayor comes to the hospital, and he can't make two phone calls a day. Mr. Meng, let me ask more, who are you Mr. Wu?"

Yes, who are you from Wushan?

Meng Junyao thought for a moment: "Friend." ”

I didn't say much, but I remembered this kindness. This Wushan is really different from my previous preconceived impression.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and it was a ward cleaner who would come every day to do a simple cleaning.

Actually, there is nothing to clean, the house is already spotlessly clean.

The cleaner walked around, and finally found that there was something to do, that is, he picked up Meng Junyao's coat on the back of the chair and wanted to hang it up, but he accidentally rolled something from the coat pocket, and rolled it to the little nurse's feet.

"Yo, such a beautiful purse!"

Meng Junyao heard the little nurse shouting, and then remembered that Nanzhi gave him a sachet and put it in his pocket.

The little nurse picked it up and looked left and right, and couldn't put it down: "Mr. Meng, which girl gave it to you?"

Because Meng Junyao had been in the hospital for a long time and had not seen his wife or girlfriend come to visit, everyone tacitly assumed that he did not.

As for Xiaobai, because she has a "Teacher Meng", everyone knows that they have a teacher-student relationship.

Meng Junyao casually answered: "Ah, if you like it, take it." ”

This is actually his mantra, he used to buy good things, and if a friend took a fancy to it, he often said it. What could be more important than a friend?

And such a feminine thing is put on his body, it is really a hot potato for him, and he can't wait for others to take it away quickly.

The little nurse was surprised and delighted: "Really, Mr. Meng, then I'm welcome, I really like it." ”

At that moment, Meng Junyao suddenly felt that it was a little inappropriate to give it away, and he seemed to be able to see Nan Zhi concentrating on sewing this sachet under the lamp all night.

In fact, where is the needle and thread she uses?

It's obviously her ten thousand threads of love.

But the words have been spoken, how can they be taken back? And Nanzhi doesn't know anyway.

Meng Junyao turned around and forgot about it.

Not long after the little nurse went out, Xiaobai happily came in with all kinds of supplements, the long-lost smile was like a flower, the long-lost good sleep without nightmares, the long-lost mood was like a bird, and the long-lost silver bell-like voice: "Teacher Meng, congratulations on the success of the operation!

Meng Junyao: "Xiaobai, thank you and Wushan, thank you for your hard work." ”

Such a thank you is obviously angry, but Xiaobai, who is immersed in great joy, does not go to his heart.

On the bedside table next to him, Meng Junyao's mobile phone rang.

It was a little difficult to see him reach, Xiaobai went over to help him pick it up, and glanced at the screen by the way, there was no name on it, and a string of numbers that were very unfamiliar to Xiaobai were displayed.

Meng Junyao glanced at the number, pressed the answer button and put it to his ear.

Sure enough, just like the previous times, the other party didn't make any sound, and hung up after a few seconds.

Meng Junyao didn't know this number at first, but after answering it repeatedly but there was no sound, he checked this number on the Internet and found that it was one of the phones of the "Dongyun Inn".

Needless to say, this is a unique way for the non-speaking Nanzhi to express her concern.

Meng Junyao felt a little guilty in his heart for transferring the sachet, but he didn't say anything.

Bang Bang Bang.

There was another knock at the door.

Wu Hai also came, but with a sad face.

Meng Junyao: "What's the matter, Brother Hai?"

Wu Hai: "Brother Meng, I heard that your operation was successful, and I wanted to give you a good celebration, but when I entered the door just now, I was discovered by the nurse, and a few girls who didn't know the height of the sky scolded me, and they confiscated all the good wine I brought!"

Xiaobai smiled and said to him: "You are really, it's not good to come to visit the sick with you, you have to bring wine." Drinking alcohol after surgery can easily cause blood vessels to dilate and lead to bleeding, and some antibiotics and alcohol can react, which can easily lead to tachycardia, and may also cause life-threatening. ”

Wu Hai said aggrievedly: "I plan to drink it myself, and I don't plan to give it to Brother Meng." ”

Xiaobai: "That's not allowed, this is the hospital's regulations, do you know the regulations?"

(Knock on the blackboard.) ）

Meng Junyao felt that he was so virtuous that he was very unhappy to let so many people surround him and be busy for himself. However, he knew that the person he owed the most was Wushan.

Not to mention his time, money, and medical resources, he also occupied a lot of time that he should have spent with Xiaobai.

But Wushan not only did not stop him, but also tried his best to help himself, and this kindness must be repaid. As for how to repay, he already had an idea in mind.

Knowing kindness, kindness is great, and I believe that the ancestors and ancestors will forgive themselves.

When Xiaobai left the ward that day, he happened to see two nurses talking in the corridor, one of whom was holding the emerald green sachet in his hand.

Xiao Bai's eyes were sharp, and he recognized it at once, so he asked bluntly: "Hello, isn't this thing Teacher Meng's, why is it here with you?"

The little nurse said, "Mr. Meng gave it to me just now." ”

Xiaobai froze: "Sent you?"

I thought, it seems that it is the wishful thinking of the beautiful woman in K City who can't speak, and I feel sorry for her.

However, those things that Xiaobai gave him, even if it was a stone, Meng Junyao would take it well, of course, those who were buried in the earthquake couldn't complain about him.

Little Nurse: "You can't send him, right?"

Xiaobai waved his hand: "No, no, no, no." ”

She hesitated and took a few steps, but finally turned and came back......

Dr. Smith returned to his home country after the surgery and continued to work, flying over when the stitches were removed.

During this period, Meng Junyao recovered well, and still maintained the frequency of receiving a silent call every day.

Finally, one day, he said to the silence over there: "The operation was successful, Namji, don't worry, goodbye." ”

"Toot, toot, toot......"

Hang up over there first.

K City is a small city with a lot of water, and under the window of the south branch is a clear river that passes through the city, with flowers and water shadows, like a poetic dream.

Although I got along with Mr. Meng for a very short time and didn't know much about him, the beautiful and quiet Nanzhi could never forget this gentle gentleman and talented teacher. Although he is not in sight, the love for him is magically growing day by day.

Although some people's appearance is not particularly outstanding, their inner charm will be revealed through their eyes, smile, temperament, voice, body language, conversation, knowledge, conduct, humor and some other small details, such attraction is deeper, more durable, more reliable, and more unforgettable than the attraction of pure appearance.

The operation went well, of course she was very happy, but at the same time, she was afraid that Mr. Meng would not come back after healing his injury, maybe people didn't look down on her dumb person at all, right?

Deep down, Namgyyi has a little low self-esteem for this.

When she was a child, Dongyun's parents took her to meet several doctors, and after checking Nanzhi's vocal cords, they all said that there was no problem, and her hearing was normal, but she was born with no sound, not even a simple "ah".

The doctor said that the causes of congenital deafness are divided into non-genetic factors and genetic factors, the former is caused by a large number of drugs taken by the mother when she is in the mother's body, if it is this kind of hope, there is hope to be cured, but if it is caused by deaf-mute genes, it is difficult.

In short, when Dongyun's parents were alive, they sought medical treatment for this picked up girl, but unfortunately the time and money spent were all wasted in the end.

Dongyun went to the studio to find Nanzhi: "Sister, what do you think? Since Mr. Meng is finished, please come back quickly." If he wants to go somewhere else, won't you see him?"

Nanzhi said in sign language: "The girl who came to pick him up that day is beautiful and sensible, I'm afraid that Mr. Meng has long had a heart for her, and he can't look down on me as a dumb person." ”

Dongyun said: "If he had been nice to that girl, he would have been fine a long time ago, why should he hide with us alone with his injured arm? When you teach with Mr. Meng, you have a very tacit understanding, I think you have a great opportunity, the key is to express yourself bravely. Men are all dumbfounded, let me tell you, if I hadn't forced our family to marry me, he would still be in the dark and wouldn't understand anything. ”

Namzhi smiled quietly.

She thought about it again and again, and finally mustered up the courage to send a text message to Meng Junyao, without mentioning herself, only saying that the students in the studio missed him very much and hoped that he would come back soon.

Meng Junyao read the text message, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and did not reply.

Time flies, a month has passed, and the season has entered early autumn.

The scorching heat finally subsided, and the air began to feel a little cold. A little dew also appeared on the grass under the steps.

Meng Junyao's arm has completely regained consciousness, there is no problem in raising and turning, and his fingers can move freely, but the muscles still need to be exercised, and fine movements such as holding a pen and writing also need to be practiced, and the writing is not so neat for the time being.

However, there is no doubt that everything will get better and better.

On this day, when Xiaobai came to visit, Meng Junyao picked up something prepared on the table and handed it over, and a flat stone piece was carefully wrapped in the white silk cloth.

The stone piece is not large, only a palm is long, half a palm is wide, and there are several lines of small characters engraved on it, and the font is elegant and vigorous. It looks like it's been a long time, and some of the words have been blurred.

Xiaobai tried to distinguish the handwriting and read: "I love Meng XX, and I am merry and X-smelling." Red face abandons XX, white head lying pine X. The drunken moon is frequent in X, and the fan is not X. The high mountains are safe and up, and they are in vain. ”

X is the word that can't be read clearly.

Xiaobai is not very familiar with the front, but the last two sentences have an impression: "This seems to be a poem given to Meng Haoran by Li Bai, which I learned in the Chinese textbook, and the central idea is that Li Bai praises Meng Haoran for his noble moral character." ”

In the past, in Chinese classes, the teacher would ask at every turn, "What is the central idea of this article?"

Meng Junyao nodded slightly.

Xiaobai didn't understand for a while, this thing is not sinking, it can't be made into paperweight, it's old and it's not good-looking, and I can't see any other use: "What is this for?"

Meng Junyao: "When you give this thing to Wushan, you say that I thank him for his help in the past." ”