Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Healer's Instinct
Please enter the text Yuan Hao smiled, and then said: "My sister just treated the wound for you, and you started to have a fever again, and my sister worked all night to take care of you, and she didn't even blink her eyelids." ”
Zimo's heart was warm, thinking of the picture he saw when he woke up in the morning, his heart was beating faster, his face was red, but his mouth was still cheap: "Who said she didn't blink her eyelids, didn't I see her sleeping soundly when I woke up." ”
Yuan Hao knew that it was a joke, and he didn't care, so he smiled and said: "But don't think too much, my sister said, even if it's a cat or a dog, she will save Ye like this, it's not a big deal." ”
Zimo's face changed slightly, and he immediately frowned: "Is your sister really saying that?" ”
Yuan Hao nodded: "Yes, she also said that as a doctor, saving lives and helping the injured is a matter of course, and it is also the way of medicine." "Yuan Qiu did say that, but not last night.
After all, Yuan Hao is still just a child, no matter how precocious he is, it is impossible to be as changeable as an adult, when he said these words, he just said it simply, and he had no other meaning, but it was another taste in Zimo's ears.
It turned out that in Yuan Qiu's eyes, he was no different from ordinary people, even like a cat and a dog, just seeing him pitiful, saving him and helping him, nothing else.
When Yuanqiu came back, it was already evening, she washed the dust all the way, changed into clean clothes before going to see Zimo, all day in the town, met a lot of people, always afraid of bringing germs home, weekdays, now Zimo's body is not as resistant as in the past.
When Zimo saw her come back, her eyes lit up at first, and then dimmed, and she only said lightly: "You're back." ”
Yuan Qiu nodded lightly: "Well, how do you feel?" ”
Zimo turned his head and looked awkwardly at the wall on the other side: "Except for pain or pain, I don't feel anything else." ”
Yuan Qiu is a little strange, Zimo, this kid has always talked a lot, why did he start pretending to be deep today? Is it because he knew that his leg was broken and thought he would never get better?
"It's normal to have pain, you endure it first, Yin Er will give you bones, and I am here to ensure that you will not be disabled." Yuan Qiu said with a smile.
Zimo only sighed, and then was silent again, as if he didn't care about it.
Seeing that he didn't want to speak, Yuan Qiu got up: "You rest first, I'll cook." ”
She turned around and walked to the door, Zimo suddenly sat up and shouted, "Yuanqiu." His voice was a little hurried, full of emotion.
Yuan Qiu turned to look at him: "Huh? ”
"In your eyes, am I really the same as a cat and a dog on the side of the road?" The peach blossom eyes were full of anticipation, and the heart in the chest was also jumping fast, as if it was about to take the way.
Yuan Qiu's eyes were full of doubts: "Why do you compare yourself to a cat and a dog?" ”
"What does that do? You are so good to me, and why? Isn't it because you pity me? ”
Yuan Qiu smiled: "So, do you think you are pitiful?" ”
Zimo was a little stunned, confusion flashed in his eyes, is he pitiful? As if this is not the case, during the days of living here, the Yuanqiu sisters and brothers did not treat him specially, they only treated him as a big brother, and it can also be said that they were taken care of by relatives, and he did not feel any discomfort, let alone pity: "In other words, you are not pitiful to me?" ”
Yuan Qiu shrugged: "Why should I pity you?" I don't think you're pitiful, save you, just met, and I'm a healer, this is fate, maybe it's providence, providence lets you live, and I happen to be the one sent by God to help you live. ”