The plan is quite good, but Wang Xunda has to go to work during the day, so Lu Yuhua has to stay in the hospital to take care of her during the day, and live in the guest room of Song Chengkong's house at night, and he hasn't gone home for two or three days, and he doesn't know if Cheng Xiaoguan is too busy to come over.

During this period, Wu Xiuzhi only came twice, saying that she was here to deliver food, but in fact, she didn't know which small restaurant in the neighborhood to pack the meals at will, so she put down her things and left in a hurry, for fear of being left behind to take care of Song Chenglin, who couldn't move.

And Song Chenglin also explained with a smile to the patients in the same ward that her father-in-law and mother-in-law are the leaders of the department store, and her husband is also the department manager, so she was too busy to take a break, so she specially invited someone to take care of her, and everyone praised her for her good fortune and good marriage, Song Chenglin smiled proudly.

In order to show his rights, he kept asking Lu Yuhua to do that, for a while the clothes had to be washed, and for a while he wanted to eat where he wanted to eat porridge, which made Lu Yuhua's old bones almost fall apart, and he felt more tired than helping in Cheng Xiaoguan.

When she was at home, Wan Ning would take the initiative to bring her a small stool when she was squatting, and when she bent over for too long, she would remind her: Aunt Lu, rest for a while.

She was so angry with Song Chenglin several times that she wanted to leave and stopped waiting, but she thought that after all, she was a girl from the Song family, and she didn't care if Zhilan didn't care about it, so she endured it.

In the past two days, I caught up with Song Guoqiang's unit and had something to do, and I had to go to Pingjing for a meeting for two days, and Qiao Zhilan, Xiaozhi and Wanning were left at home.

That night, Wan Ning slept soundly, and was awakened by the sound of a heavy object falling on the ground, because Song Chengyi had come back at night before, so she reflexively formed the habit of waking up when she heard movement.

Wan Ning was happy first, and then it was not right, Song Chengyi usually came back on Saturday night, and it was only Thursday, and then there was the sound of the water glass falling to the ground.

Wan Ning hurriedly turned on the light, put on a piece of clothing, and the voice came from Aunt Qiao's room, and it happened that Uncle Song was not there in the past two days.

She came to the door of Qiao Zhilan's room and knocked on the door: "Aunt Qiao, what's wrong with you?" I'm Late Lemon. ”

A weak voice came from inside: "Wanning, come in." ”

The door was not locked, Wan Ning pushed it open, and turned on the light on the wall in the dark, only to see Qiao Zhilan wearing pajamas, sitting next to the table, and the porcelain teapot smashed on the ground: "Aunt Qiao, what's wrong with you?" Wan Ning said as she helped her back to the bed.

Qiao Zhilan's hair was wet with sweat: "Wanning, I, I have a stomachache and want to pour a glass of water to drink, but I didn't stand firm." ”

"Stomach ache? Where is it? Stomach? ”

Qiao Zhilan shook her head: "No, it's here." She pressed her lower right abdomen.

As soon as Wan Ning looked at it, she roughly understood that it might be acute appendicitis, but she was not a doctor after all, and she didn't dare to be 100% sure.

"Aunt Qiao, you wait for me for a minute, I'll go back and change my clothes, and I'll take you to the hospital immediately."

Qiao Zhilan took her hand and said weakly: "No need, I just have a stomachache, maybe drink some water and rest for a while." ”

"Auntie, you see that your sore hair is wet, it's better to go to the hospital for a checkup." After Wan Ning finished speaking, she grabbed a water cup on the table, turned her back to Qiao Zhilan, and put a glass of water from between her fingers.

Holding her back with one hand: "Come, you get up and drink some water." ”

Qiao Zhilan drank the water with Wan Ning's hand, she was about to faint in pain, and she didn't have the heart to think about the kettle was broken, where did the water come from, she only felt that this glass of water was exceptionally sweet, like a warm current from the stomach to the internal organs.