Because the cause could not be found, and her body was a little weak after waking up, the attending doctor prescribed a few days of nutritional injections such as glucose and vitamins, and transferred her to the general ward on the 5th floor, saying that after the infusion of three days, if there were no other problems in the reexamination, she would be discharged.

On the other hand, He Qingdong's right arm was not lightly injured, and this cracking, not ten days and half a month, I am afraid it will not get better. It's just that according to his previous temperament, where would he be obediently hospitalized for this little skin injury?

However, this time, He Chifeng's glasses were greatly dropped, if he had glasses.

It's really because the nephew used to give him too strong an impression, and it seems that he should be like before - after being injured, he will take iodine wine and medicine and sprinkle it on the wound casually, then it is called normal.

Now, his usual strong style has suddenly changed into not only obediently accepting all kinds of advice from doctors and nurses, but also lying on the hospital bed in a big way, hanging needles and taking medicine every day, so that he can't help but suspect someone's motives.

But no matter how he used his tricks, how much coercion and temptation, his nephew ignored him, not only ignored him, but also kicked him out of the ward on the grounds of noise.

He Chi was so angry that his brain was congested.

Noisy? Is this an adjective that should be placed on him? If his students heard it, they would have cried.

He knew his reputation in Mingjiang Middle School, the black-faced god, although it didn't fit his skin color very well, but he didn't think the nickname was ugly, on the contrary, the word noisy was called insulting.

He Chi was in a hurry, and finally closed the door of the ward considerately, carrying the thermos bucket he brought in the morning and preparing to go home. My wife is at home on vacation today, saying that she wants to stew a medicinal chicken soup to make up for the stinky boy, and she will have to send it over later.

Suddenly, he paused, his body flashed, and he ducked into the stairwell, only half of his head exposed, and frowned at the end of the hallway.

That girl...... It can't be to visit his conscienceless nephew, right? Do you want to go up and take her away? How can you say that you are also her teacher, how can you watch her fall into the mouth of the tiger......

After thinking about it, no matter how evil the other party is, it is also his nephew, his own nephew! As an uncle, isn't it okay to break up people's marriages like this?

The two brothers "Help" and "Help" had a fight in his head, and when he looked at it again, there was still that petite figure in the corridor, and he was afraid that he had already entered the ward.

He Chifeng stood in place for a while, but finally couldn't rest assured, carrying a thermos bucket, quietly turning back to Ward 302, sticking to the door panel, and eavesdropping on the movement inside.

He Wei is here to say goodbye.

She was discharged from the hospital at noon today.

He's father went downstairs to send the principal of the primary school, He Xidong ran back and forth to go through the discharge procedures, and He's mother was packing up the items to take home in the ward at this time.

After she hung up the last bottle of drip, she thought left and right, and felt that she should still come up and say goodbye to him.

Although the day after she woke up, she made a special trip with her family to say thank you. But no matter what, he is her savior. What's more, she still owes him a chance, and the guilt in her heart can't get rid of it.

It's just that in a short period of time, with her current conditions, I'm afraid she won't be able to help him, so she can only wait for an opportunity in the future. But it can still be done by sincerely thanking and saying goodbye.

"Well, how's your wound healing?" He Wei asked in a low voice.

Originally, he followed his parents to call him "Mr. He", but he was swept away by his sharp eyes, and he subconsciously wanted to change his words, but will "uncle" call people old? "Brother" and the like, and it feels weird and awkward, so I have to replace it with "that" for a long time.

The dark eyes glanced at the person on the hospital bed, and then quickly looked away.

There was no way, the other party's aura was too full, she didn't dare to look directly, so she had to pretend to look at the infusion bottle in the upper left.

This look, frightened her conditioned reflex, quickly pounced on his bedhead, found the bed bell and pressed it desperately, until she heard the nurse's table outside the corridor, there was an electronic sound of "302 ward call" and "302 ward call", only then did she let go of the bed bell, pulled up his left arm, and found the flow control device of the dropper.

"Huh? You, you've turned it off, huh? ”

As soon as the words fell, the door of the ward was pushed open, and the three or five nurses who rushed over after hearing the electronic sound of the call, as well as He Chifeng, who was originally sticking to the door panel to listen to the movement, saw such a scene:

He Wei pressed on He Qingdong's body like a stomach, holding his left arm with both hands, and her chin just hung above the man's characteristic part due to the movement of turning her head; He Qingdong squinted slightly, leaning lazily on the head of the bed, as if enjoying her service at the moment.

The nurses who rushed to pull out the needles were stunned, but He Chifeng's face was completely blackened.

He Wei finally realized how ambiguous her movements looked, and she was so embarrassed that she hurriedly got up from the person, who knew that she bumped into the other party's right arm in the process, and a muffled snort of pain reached her ears, and she was so ashamed that she almost didn't get under the bed.

Compared with the surprise and shame of other people, He Qingdong's mood was surprisingly good, the pain from his right arm was real, but this pain could have been completely endured, but he let go of his instinct and exhaled in a low voice, and as he expected, Xiao Nizi's cheeks were so ashamed that they could drip blood.

He just wanted to make her feel guilty. Although this kind of mind is a little dirty and can't be put on the stage, he still can't help but do it.

In fact, before she came in, he found that the drip was finished, and it was precisely because she came in that he didn't rush to ring the bed bell, but just turned off the controller, for fear that as soon as the nurse came, she was thin-skinned, and turned around and left after saying what she wanted to say, so didn't he spend so many days in the hospital in vain?

He Qingdong has always been a man of action, once he sees the target, he will attack immediately, and he will not stop until the goal is achieved.

This is also the reason why he was able to not only be promoted from an ordinary soldier to a third-class non-commissioned officer in just five years, but also passed the assessment of the special unit, and became a member of the special team, an extremely mysterious organization in the eyes of the outside world.

None of these honors were obtained by relying on the He family in Kyoto, and they were all won by himself step by step.

Therefore, there are many people in the barracks who know that he is the grandson of the He family, but no one dares to underestimate him. He, He Qingdong, is by no means the second ancestor who went to the barracks to go through the motions.

[Your heartbeat is 200, are you sure it's okay?] 】

He Wei, who was embarrassed, was so frightened by the sudden sound that he choked on his saliva, and coughed several times before stopping, so that his cheeks turned even redder.

"I, I'm just here to say goodbye to you, nothing else, that, I've been down for a long time, my mother can't find anyone to be in a hurry, first, go first......"

She closed her eyes, finished talking about the purpose of going downstairs this time, and said to He Chifeng again: "Goodbye, Teacher He!" rushed to the door, but He Qingdong, who had expected it, stepped forward and grabbed her wrist.

"Shhhh

Fearing that the wound would open again, he used his left hand, ignoring the fact that there was still a needle left on his left wrist.

With such a pull, the needle fell off the wrist and cut the adjacent epidermis, oozing a lot of blood.

Only then did the dumbfounded nurses react and stepped forward to help.

He Wei was held by his wrist, couldn't get out, and didn't dare to move, so she had to stand so stiffly and watch the nurse stop the bleeding and bandage him.

He Chifeng said goodbye and said that he couldn't bear to look directly at his nephew's stupid act of self-harm.