Chapter 112: Discharge
Jiang Qiuman still felt sorry for the injury on his back for a long time, but Jiang Qiuman really couldn't think of any great hatred between friends to commit such a poisonous hand.
But when Jiang Qiuman pressed Qin Banchi to ask, he just smiled and shook his head, saying that it was just a misunderstanding and not in the way. It doesn't seem to be angry at all.
Jiang Qiuman even decided that Qin Banchi was a good person, and he was still a good person with no temper, and he could easily forgive the other party if he was beaten like this.
And he was obviously so badly injured on his back, he even had to carry himself to draw blood, he was really good, so good!
Qin Banchi refused to take revenge, and Jiang Qiuman had no choice but to give up, but in his heart, he hated that person.
Jiang Qiuman dragged Qin Banchi to disinfect again, bandaged the wound, and wrapped the wound on his back with thick gauze, so that he was finally relieved.
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On the second day, it was the day Jiang Qiuman was discharged from the hospital, Qin Banchi got up early in the morning, boiled millet porridge in person, and bought a flower at the entrance of the hospital, so he was very happy to go to the third floor ward, planning to take Jiang Qiuman out of the hospital.
But he had just reached the door of the ward, but through the transparent glass on the door, he saw that a large bouquet of lilies had been placed in the room, and the flowers were blooming proudly in the sun, which was very beautiful.
And next to the lily, there was a man standing. It was Shen Yu who came to himself a few days ago.
Qin Banchi subconsciously took two steps back, subconsciously hid the bouquet of flowers in his hand behind him, and looked at Jiang Qiuman and Shen Yu talking in the room in a little stunned.
He couldn't hear what they were saying, but he looked at Jiang Qiuman's eyes as he looked at Shen Yu, and there was sadness and entanglement in his head that he couldn't read.
At this time, Ah Hong walked in the direction of the door, he couldn't help but take two steps back, and quickly threw the orchid hidden behind him into the trash can next to him.
Ah Hong opened the door and saw Qin Banchi standing not far away at a glance. Her eyes were a little red, but she still smiled at Qin Banchi, but she looked very bitter.
Ah Hong said: "Little Brother Qin is here, you can wait a while, my young lady...... Dealing with some old things. โ
Qin Banchi nodded, and sat on the hospital bench a little farther away, holding millet porridge in his arms, his back straight.
In the ward, Jiang Qiuman and Shen Yu confronted each other silently.
Sunlight shines through the windows and fills the room. It's almost spring, but it's getting colder. Jiang Qiuman lay quietly on the bed, opened his eyes, and quietly looked at the pine and cypress trees outside the window.
Shen Yu looked at her with a faint smile and said, "I cooked bird's nest porridge for you, and I asked the spring girl to teach me." โ
He held up the thermos box in his hand and handed it to Jiang Qiuman: "In the past, you always took care of me, and I always had peace of mind, but I didn't know how difficult it was until I started making soup myself." โ
He rushed back to the Shen Mansion from Jiangsu at five o'clock in the morning today, and without resting, he went directly into the kitchen and asked the spring girl to teach him how to soak bird's nest and how to boil porridge. It took several pots of porridge to finally have some appearance.
After boiling the porridge, he personally selected a bouquet of flowers, and then rushed to the hospital to take her home.
Jiang Qiuman looked at the lunch box handed over by Shen Yu, his hands were still beautiful and shiny, but it only made her feel disgusting.
used to hold the pen and pick up the words, but now it has become a sharp weapon that makes her sick.
Jiang Qiuman waved away the lunch box he handed over, Shen Yu was caught off guard, and the lunch box fell to the ground at once, and the thin porridge mixed with bird's nest was scattered all over the ground, and the room was full of mud.
Jiang Qiuman looked at Shen Yu with a smile, but his tone of voice was very gloomy: "Young Master Shen, please stay away from me, okay?" Because when I saw you, I was so sick that I wanted to throw up. โ