In the afternoon, the sound of firecrackers began to be heard outside the ward.

Chinese New Year's Eve is just around the corner.

Song Jian could only lie on the hospital bed like a baby, his head was slightly raised, looking at the fifty-five-inch LCD TV in front of the ward, in fact, just the action of his head being raised would make him twitch in pain. The customs of the Chinese New Year are broadcast on TV, and the program also mentions how the ancient people celebrated the Spring Festival.

The corners of Song Jian's mouth raised, although this report was very untrue, but the content on TV still reminded him of the scene during the Spring Festival in the Great Song Dynasty, at that time, every day, it was Xiu'er's busiest time, cutting window flowers, pasting couplets, and making dumplings. Song Jian would sit in front of the bookcase, writing about the events of the old year. After eating dumplings, the two people will hold hands and walk out on the street to watch the fireworks display, lantern festival and dance party......

Thinking about it, a tear fell.

"It's all over, my life is here," Song Jian quickly stopped his thoughts, he turned his head slightly, looking at the busy Xu Si.

Xu Si was also busy enough at the moment, she held the colorful paper-cut in her hand, stepped on the stool, and wrapped it around the lamp in the ward. The thin sweater outlined Xu Si's delicate figure, and when he stretched out his arms and bent over, Song Jian could see the bulging and upright butt wrapped in pencil pants.

Song Jian was suddenly a little moved, he was thinking about whether it was a little shameless for him to peek like this, but then he thought about it, this woman was his fiancée, not to mention looking at it, it was okay to touch it. Well, well, you can't touch it yet, but there's always a chance.

Xu Si wiped his sweat, and the colored paper in his hand was only half arranged.

Song Jian laughed, "This is not our home, why is it so well arranged, come and take a break and watch TV." ”

"That's not good, this is the first time I've been away from home for the Spring Festival, so I have to look like a New Year," Xu Si turned his head to Song Jian in protest, "What do you say is missing?" Do you want to go get two lanterns and hang them in the room? ”

Song Jian said helplessly: "Don't be, Xu Si, what do you eat for the New Year?" ”

"Chaos, rice cakes, are you hungry, I'll make them for you when I'm done," Xu Si wrapped the colored paper in his hand around the lamp.

"I want to eat dumplings, will you make them?" Song Jian asked, it was necessary to eat dumplings during the New Year in the Great Song Dynasty, but I didn't expect to eat rice cakes during the New Year after crossing over to this water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Dumplings?" Xu Si was a little puzzled, "Oh, okay, let's also learn from the northerners, and when I finish pestering this, I'll do it for you." ”

After decorating the room, turn on the lights, and the room is full of colors.

Xu Si couldn't take a break, so he ran to the kitchen behind the cafeteria, asked the master of the kitchen for dough and wonton filling, and carried it back to the ward.

"There is no dumpling filling, only wonton filling, I don't know if the dumplings are delicious or not, let's eat them," Xu Si put the basin and stuffing on the table in the ward, and pinched the dumplings.

It's just that pinching dumplings is also a technical job, Song Jian was lying on the hospital bed, watching Xu Si knead the live dumplings into a meat box, and pinched them so seriously, he really couldn't bear to hit this woman, this pot of dumplings, when it will be in the pot, it will definitely become dough and broth.

As soon as the dumplings here were wrapped, the water in the rice cooker next to them boiled, and the dumplings were put into the pot, Xu Si sighed with satisfaction, and said, "Is it really not easy to eat a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner?" ”

Song Jian looked at Xu Si's white flour dots speechlessly, and could only smile bitterly.

It was getting dark outside, and the various channels on the TV began to focus on the New Year's party, Xu Si sat on the stool next to the bed and glanced back at Song Jian.

Song Jian was also looking at Xu Si.

"I always feel weird, as if something is missing," Xu Si said in a low voice.

"I understand that the first time I leave my big family for the Spring Festival, of course I will feel that there is something missing," Song Jian comforted.

"Hmm," Xu Si nodded.

"If you come and sit on the bed and get close to me, you won't feel lonely," Song Jian said.

Xu Sibai glanced at Song Jian, "I don't believe you, ah, the dumplings are open, it's time to feed you, let you taste my craftsmanship." ”

Song Jian didn't say anything.

"Huh? What about dumplings? Why is it all dough? What about dumpling filling? Xu Si glared at the rice cooker, looking for the thief.

Song Jian tried his best to hold back a laugh.

Xu Si's cheeks turned red, and she found that all the dumpling fillings had turned into broth, and those dumpling fillings that had not turned into broth had become meatballs......

Chinese New Year's Eve spent in the sound of firecrackers, spent in the two-person world of Song Jian and Xu Si, although this night, nothing beautiful happened, but in the hearts of Song Jian and Xu Si, they already really regarded each other as their other half.

Sometimes, love comes inexplicably, and when it has not yet turned into passion, it has been brewed and fermented into family affection, family affection, what a wonderful word.

In the following days, Song Jian practiced the "Yijin Sutra" every day, and his body began to recover slowly, but the messy sword qi was still running around in his abdomen from time to time, and every time he scurried, Song Jian was like a knife and sweating.

Xu Si stayed in the ward to take care of Song Jian, taking care of everything, although Xu Si did not do a good job in special care in such a thing as Song Jian going to the toilet, but in other aspects, Xu Si took care of Song Jian more professionally than special care.

Xu Haitian has also been here twice, but this time Xu Haitian's attitude is very strange, this old man no longer prevents Song Jian and Xu Si from dating as before, but just tells Song Jian that in the past two years, he has studied hard to make money, and if he can pass, he will officiate the wedding for the two, and if he fails, he will still not allow Xu Si to marry Song Jian. Of course, at the same time, Xu Haitian also secretly warned Song Jian that he should never touch his granddaughter before he got married.

Time passed day by day, and in a blink of an eye, the Lantern Festival passed, and Song Jian, who had been lying on the hospital bed for more than half a month, was finally able to walk slowly, but he still needed someone to help him, but at least his body would not be in pain all the time.

On the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, Song Jian was slowly doing endless fitness exercises in the ward, and the door of the ward was slammed open, and then a woman in jeans broke in.

"Uncle! I heard you're disabled! The woman shouted, and her body rushed towards Song Jian.

Song Jian's movement was extremely difficult at this time, he saw clearly that the person who came was Xia Lin, who had returned to school at the end of the winter vacation, and said in his mouth: "Don't, don't touch me......"

It's just that Song Jian said this too late, and the excited Xia Lin stepped forward directly to hug Song Jian, but Song Jian's legs were still unstable, and the two of them stumbled one by one and fell on the hospital bed.

Song Jian's mouth was grinning in pain, and while he wanted to push Xia Lin away, he shouted: "What are you excited about, ouch, I was not crippled, but I was really crippled by you." ”

Charlene giggled, with two tears in the corners of her eyes, "I heard that you are crippled, and I feel uncomfortable, and when I entered the ward, I saw that you could still box, so I was excited...... Ouch, uncle, where are you pushing? ”

Song Jian also felt that he was holding a small meat bun in his hand, but he really couldn't move his palm, and said, "Hurry up, you will crush me to death." ”

"Hmph, you did something bad and the wicked person sued first, see if my sister comes back and don't tell her," Xia Lin didn't mean to get up, but two red clouds flew up on her cheeks, she looked down at Song Jian under her, and giggled proudly.

Song Jian was defeated by this little kid, he had to put down his palm, didn't dare to push Xia Lin anymore, and said, "It's really going to crush you to death." ”

"Really?"

Xia Lin stared at a pair of big eyes, looking proudly at Song Jian who was close at hand, and it felt so good to press on Song Jian's body.

"It's true," Song Jian's eyes were extremely painful, "I'm going to die." ”

"Then if you kiss me, I won't press you," Charlene said, her eyes full of smiles.

“…… Then you'd better crush me. ”

"Ahh Okay, you Song Jian, aunt, I don't know how to kill you......"

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open again.

As soon as Xia Lin turned over and stopped playing with Song Jian, Song Jian also sat up and looked at the door, there was a woman standing at the door, a strange woman, but it was very strange, Song Jian had a sense of déjà vu with this woman, although he was very sure that he had indeed not seen this woman.

"I'm Ling Su," the woman walked over and looked at Song Jian with big eyes, full of doubts.

"Ling Su?" Song Jian was surprised, the first time he saw Ling Su was at the year-end party of the merchants in Gusu City, at that time Ling Su looked average, and later in the ancient tomb, Song Jian saw Ling Su again, that is, after Ling Su took off a layer of human skin, he became like a fairy, but at this moment, Ling Su is a completely different appearance, his appearance is slightly bloated, and Sister Furong is about the same level.

No wonder Song Jian felt that this "strange" woman was very familiar, it turned out that she was also Ling Su.

Swallowing his saliva, Song Jian said, "You changed your skin again?" Isn't this your real person? ”

Ling Su glanced at Xia Lin, a little strange, then turned around and continued to look at Song Jian, "You really didn't die. ”

"Why should I die," Song Jian struggled to sit on the bed, looking at the woman.

"The fish intestine sword has just come out of the ancient tomb, and when you see blood again, the evil qi can't resist at all, not only are you not dead, but you can still move," Ling Su really didn't believe his eyes.

"Is there anything you want me to do?" Song Jian was still very curious about this woman who knew how to heal, "The fish intestine sword has already been obtained by you." ”

Ling Su regained her indifference, she reflexively closed the door and said, "I got it, but the evil qi in that sword has entered your body, and the value of the fish intestine sword has been greatly reduced." ”

"What's the use of that evil breath you want? Do you want to kill yourself? Song Jian felt that he was really innocent.

"When used properly, it is naturally powerful. Okay, I heard that you are not dead, so I came over to take a look, and by the way, I want to ask a few questions," Ling Su said, taking out a book from his handbag, "I have a few questions about traditional Chinese medicine, and I have been puzzled, and the time I saw you use acupuncture, the method is the most clever doctor I have ever seen, so I want to ask you." Of course, I will reward you. ”

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I'm sorry, there was no update yesterday, something happened, hey. Well, plus I've been working on papers all week, so I can only code words at night. But the paper is almost finished, and I'll show it to the teacher tomorrow, and if I pass the test, it will be very idle on Saturday and Zhou, well, I'll make up for the chapters that I owe. Feel relieved.