By the time the farce was over, it was already noon, and Chen Zishu took the bank card taken by his father and had to invite the big guy to dinner, but everyone was quite interested, so they made an excuse and left. Out of the ward, the three of them were about to go to Limin Road to eat oden, but Qiuhua saw a familiar person, so he said goodbye to the other two.

"Old Liu, why are you here?" Qiu Hua asked. "Ouch, Qiuhua Xiaoyou, haha, it's okay, it's okay, people are old, they can't fight for years." He sighed helplessly, his expression full of sadness. Then he added, "That's right, yes, I've tried to do some modern poetry these days, and I found that I have some experience, and you can help me palm my eyes later, and then play chess with me, these days, it's suffocating me." ”

Entering his hospital room, Qiu Hua was almost not frightened. He actually changed the ward to the same as the study, where there was pen and paper, and there were ink on the table that had not dried. There are a few strings of wind chimes hanging over there, a few pots of flowers here, and a set of tea sets, which is really elegant. Qiu Hua asked puzzledly, "Old Liu, what do you mean by changing it to this?" Liu Lao laughed and said: "You also know this ward, looking at the left is a miserable white, looking to the right, even the ceiling is miserable, living in such a place, if you are not sick, you will become sick, so I thought, transform this, so I will lie to myself, I am here for vacation, not for hospitalization." Qiu Hua noticed that when he spoke, his eyes were full of helplessness. Of course Qiu Hua would not ask about the cost of such a big project in the ward, and Qiu Hua had already guessed that Liu Lao's identity was not ordinary.

After chatting with Liu Lao for more than a little while, Qiu Hua suddenly remembered that there was still a class in the afternoon, so he hurriedly left. Out of the hospital, he realized that Liu Lao hadn't contacted him for a while, because he was hospitalized, and thought that he had no children, so he decided to find an opportunity to come and see him every once in a while.

Lao Liu's life has been very chic for a while, and he has been living in an independent ward since the last crash. With a young nurse to take care of himself during the day, and a little nurse to tease at night, he suddenly felt that he was so happy to be hospitalized, and now this home has only infinite troubles for him.

However, Lao Liu didn't know that his happy life was completely supported by Liu Ting, the compensation given by the driver at the beginning had long been exhausted, and Liu Ting also persuaded him to be discharged from the hospital, but after he pointed his nose and scolded him for being unfilial, he didn't dare to say anything anymore, no way, she could only use her own way to make more money, but this was a bottomless pit at all, and her heart was distressed. Fatigue leads to illness, and he has not been well since the last time he had a cold, and occasionally he has a second high fever.

In the ward that day, Liu Ting sneezed again, and her mother saw it and said anxiously: "Xiaoting, how long have you been cold, why haven't you gotten better, if you really can't do it, just go to the doctor, don't fall into the root of the disease." Lao Liu listened, but said sneeringly: "Well, if you are sick, go and treat it, don't make me infected." You have to pay attention to your body, and it will depend on you in the future. After speaking, he suddenly became sad again, sighed and said: "It's better to have a son, now you see, if something happens, there is no son with you, and you have to ask a nurse to let others do their filial piety, how ridiculous, hey!"

After listening to this, Liu Ting silently walked out of the door and gently closed the door, she was numb to her father's accusations, and she didn't realize at all that she was a person, a person with feelings and flesh and blood. Now that her father doesn't do anything, and the small shop opened by her mother is also in her mood, thinking that the pressure on her family will be on her in the future, she can't help but sit in a corner of the hospital and cry bitterly. But who can understand her? Who can help her?

We don't know that, as a rule, pity is innate, and pathetic is self-inflicted.

Qiuhua returned to school, and the head teacher didn't ask him what happened in the morning, thinking that Director Wei had already greeted her. It's Tian Jingru, a girl, who pinched his hand frantically as soon as Qiuhua sat down. At first, Qiuhua thought that she had nowhere to vent because she had encountered some troubles, but after a while, she found that he was thinking too much, because her hands never stopped at all.

Seeing that his hands were already purple, Qiu Hua decisively begged for mercy: "Grandma, let me go." What happened to me to you? "Hmph, let you not answer my phone, let you not answer my phone, you know how many calls I made you in the morning, bastard." Qiuhua took out her mobile phone, but found that it had been turned off, and hurriedly explained to her what happened last night, Tian Jingru was embarrassed when she heard it, and apologized to Qiuhua in turn.

Qiuhua saw that she was soft, and couldn't help but want to tease her. I saw him turn his head and say unhappily: "From last night to now, I haven't even slept well, and I feel very uncomfortable being beaten so badly by you today." Tian Jingru listened to it and apologized again and again, but Qiuhua's expression did not ease, so she stretched out her hand and said a little timidly: "Otherwise, I... I'll let you pinch it back. "Well, that's what I mean." Qiu Hua opened her eyebrows and laughed, she suddenly felt that she had been fooled, but the words had already been spoken, and she couldn't take it back, she could only stretch out her hand slowly.

Qiu Hua smiled: "Haha, finally let me pinch you once." I was about to exert force in my hand, but I found that she had her eyes closed tightly and looked nervous. His heart softened all of a sudden, and in the end he didn't pinch his hand, only pinched her face, and said, "Don't do this next time, really." After finishing speaking, Qiuhua picked up a roll and made it silently.