Chapter 3 Nursery Worker Wang Jing

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A mentally handicapped child miraculously became normal, as if it was a miracle created by this terrible disease and terrible high fever, and for a while, all departments knew about the situation. Some doctors from other departments learned of this situation and visited the ward in their spare time. After learning that it was an orphan, some of the doctors who could not see the grief bought some fruit and biscuits at their own expense.

Star fruit knew that in 1992, acute encephalitis was a hospital with an extremely high fatality rate. Even if I got this disease in 1998 in that timeline, I was tossed in this hospital for a month. I guess I have to stay in this hospital for a long time.

It's been a week, and the star fruit has completely understood that this is not a dream at all, everything is real, and she has really returned to the past. That Yang Chunchun was dead, and as her heart stopped, the poor little girl with the mental retardation disappeared forever. Now I've completely taken over this body.

In the memory of star fruit, in 1992, when she was born, her parents lived in a house temporarily allocated by her father's unit, and after Hong Kong returned, the family moved to a new home very close to the arsenal, and she was also there from childhood to youth.

This is Runing City, a small city in the Central Plains, and it is the hometown of star fruit for the first 20 years. Later, after graduating from university and joining the company, he had to run between Zhengzhou Runing and the main factory.

Now, in this timeline, maybe I have been born in another hospital in the city. What time is playing, Carambola doesn't know, now she can guess that her parents and other relatives exist, although she will face them in a new identity. "Mom, you are a person who believes in Buddhism, you should also believe in Buddhism in this world, will you accept your daughter in your previous life?"

Nursery worker Xiao Wang's full name is Wang Jing, and she is a native of the country. She liked children, so she signed up for a health school, and later asked to be assigned to an orphanage. In her opinion, Yang Chunchun has a deep bond with herself, and she found the bamboo basket three years ago. Even if the kid had a problem with his head, Wang Jing didn't give up.

In Wang Jing's memory, this mentally handicapped child is actually very easy to take care of, she always has less crying that she should have, and some people say that such a baby is easy to feed, but Wang Jing understands that because of this child's brain. "Chunchun, you are really enlightened after this great difficulty, and it is not in vain that Aunt Auntie taught you to speak. You used to look at the ceiling aimlessly, but now you're looking at me and smiling. ”

It's as if a mother is talking to her daughter, and star fruit feels very warm. It's been a week since I was reborn, and the disease of encephalitis will not be cured quickly, and I still have to live in this hospital. There is no need to worry about medical expenses, the orphanage itself is a government project, and the funds are allocated from above.

The hospital took this medical miracle very seriously from afar, and several doctors wrote long, long case reports on it. A seriously ill girl whose heart stopped beating for 10 minutes fully recovered, such a medical case is also very face-saving at the annual tandem meeting of various hospitals. The star fruit was taken care of very well, and the gifts around the hospital bed were almost out of place.

Wang Jing, who was peeling the peaches, said with relief: "Chunchun, are you lucky or unlucky, look at how many people care about it, and the gifts given to you by well-wishers, you will definitely not be able to eat these biscuits and fruits." What do you think? Give it to the children in our house, right? ”

Star fruit nodded. In the current situation, the soul of the real Wang Chunchun has been annihilated, and now there is only star fruit that is three years old at the time. No matter what, I can only accept the fate of starting over.

Carambola took Wang Jing's peeled peaches and ate them beautifully. Everything can only be described as amazement, in the eyes of nursery worker Wang Jing, this little girl is no different from a normal child. Star fruit no longer needs infusion, after all, for children, infusions are fierce medicines, and now only Chinese patent medicine is used to slowly recuperate.

In order to prevent the peach juice from contaminating the bedding, a towel is spread in front of the star fruit, and the star fruit is also paid attention to when eating peaches. It is a great misfortune to be reborn and suddenly break away from the original life, but there are also lucky ones. In my previous life, I was completely allergic to peaches, but after examination, I was actually allergic to all plant proteins of the Rosaceae family. In this life, I don't have any worries about this at all, and I eat peaches so beautifully.

The reason why I am called star fruit is because I was born when the peach blossoms bloom, and in fact, according to the calendar on the wall, it is spring. "Look at what you eat, watch out for peach juice." Wang Jing reminded.

Star fruit pouted and smiled, and continued to chew. When I was young, my mother taught me that my mouth must be closed when chewing food, one is to be elegant, and the other is to respect others. The sensitive Wang Jing noticed this, really everything has changed, in fact, Wang Jing felt a little strange, as if this little girl was no longer the same Wang Chunchun, how much she already knew the danger of this encephalitis, maybe everything was a miracle. Although she is very cute, the little girl who often hides in the corner with dull eyes is quiet, and she can eat fruit with peace of mind at this moment, Wang Jing sees it in her eyes, and everything is silent.

It is said that the vast majority of people do not become self-conscious until they are two years old, and most of the worse ones have very few memories before the age of four. In his spare time, star fruit listened to Wang Jing's complaints, talking about his feelings after so many years in the industry, and star fruit also understood a lot.

The orphanage in Yangshu Village, star fruit has always known its existence, and later because the country's system is sound, coupled with the germination of the new concept of adopting a daughter to prevent old age, there are fewer and fewer orphans in the orphanage in Yangshu Village, and later it became a branch of this urban central hospital. Fortunately, a small number of orphans are better cared for.

In Wang Jing's self-talk, some key things were also revealed. "Chunchun, after a while, when you get better, your father will come."

Father? Star fruit was a little surprised, and Wang Jing also noticed that the smiling child's face suddenly became serious. "It's the uncle who saw you some time ago, it's really strange, you stared at him at the beginning, as if you were very fateful." Wang Jing paused and continued, although this little girl may not understand, she still has to vomit unpleasantly. "You will have relatives in the future, that uncle doesn't mind your situation, you will be her daughter in the future!"

Star fruit understands that there are indeed people who are willing to adopt themselves. Alas, we can only face reality. After all, she is still a three-year-old girl, and these days adults visit her, just saying that she is very spiritual. But the spiritual ability is used as food, and I just hope that uncle can really treat his own daughter.

But waiting, star fruit thought about it, and suddenly became scared. The state knows that some men will try their best to raise little girls, and they are not raising their daughters, which is the so-called Light Source Project. The more I thought about it, the more my scalp tingled. Oh my God, this body has just improved, don't let me be miserable!