Chapter 135: It turned out to be Lele

For such a noisy and life-like place, Qiao Yue is full of intimacy.

It's a lot like the backstreet behind her university, and the strong atmosphere of life reminds her of her college days.

At that time, the dumpling shop where she worked was also in the back street, and her breakfast was often a vegetable package and a bowl of eight-treasure porridge, and occasionally a tea egg for a meal, which was very luxurious.

There are only two possibilities in this situation, one is that you get your part-time salary, and the other is that you are taking the exam.

Qiao Yue retracted her gaze, scooped a spoonful of eight-treasure porridge with a porcelain spoon, and put it in her mouth and chewed it slowly.

The porridge was similar to what I had eaten at school before, with peanuts and red beans in it, but Qiao Yue felt that she couldn't taste it anymore.

It was the left hand that was injured, and the spoon used to eat porridge was not in the way, but it was a little troublesome when peeling tea eggs.

The back of the hand is so swollen that the muscles on the back of the hand are involved when the fingers move, so when peeling eggshells, the movement is slow and cumbersome.

The amount of eight-treasure porridge is a bit much, Qiao Yue's meal is limited, after she eats a tea egg and a vegetable bag, she barely eats half a bowl of porridge, and she can't eat it.

Qiao Yue put down the spoon, pulled a tissue to wipe her hands and mouth, and then got up to check out and leave.

The owners of the breakfast shop are a couple in their sixties who seem kind and friendly.

When paying, Qiao Yue was a little embarrassed about the remaining half bowl of porridge.

Eight years of hard life have made her develop the habit of thrift and thrift, and every time she eats, there are almost no leftovers, a habit that she has retained to this day.

By the time I walked out of the snack street, the sun had already risen and the hospital was bustling with activity.

In fact, when she came to this hospital, Qiao Yue was a little reluctant to go far.

Because there was a hospital near the clubhouse, but it was a high-end private hospital, even if Qiao Yue was now receiving a good salary, she would not go to that kind of place.

There are many places to use money, and she can save it, so she deliberately went far away and came to this public hospital.

After registering, Qiao Yue went directly to the orthopedic department on the second floor to see her hands.

Because if it's just a cold, Qiao Yue won't deliberately come to the hospital, take some medicine, sleep with her head covered for a day, and it's basically no problem, this is the method she has used for so many years.

The doctor briefly checked Qiao Yue's hand, asked some questions, and then asked Qiao Yue to take a film.

After paying the fee, I went to shoot the film, and I had to wait for half an hour to get the film, so Qiao Yue simply sat in the small garden next to it and waited.

There were not many people in the garden, and there were occasional patients and family members passing slowly with intravenous drippers.

Qiao Yue sat on the bench, the sun falling from the huge camphor tree, shining on the ground, in the flower beds and on her body.

Qiao Yue suddenly felt very calm in her heart, the pain, despair and grievances of last night were all gone in an instant.

Yes, life has given her suffering, but it has also given her a healthy body, and all this is nothing compared to death.

Qiao Yue raised her head, facing the sun, her eyes narrowing slightly.

The bright sunlight was a little dazzling, Qiao Yue subconsciously raised her hand and blocked it in front of her, and the sunlight flowed down through her fingers.

Qiao Yue squinted her good-looking eyes slightly, looking at the chubby hand that seemed to be inflated in the sun, which was a little funny.

She withdrew her hand and looked down.

The original hand was white and slender, but at this time, the back of the hand was completely swollen, like a white steamed bun, and the five fingers that were still slender looked particularly joyful.