Sergei's heart warmed, he held Yao Jingjing's hand, and sighed: "Jingjing, you are still thoughtful." ”

After settling Sergei, Yao Jingjing drove back to her home in the village non-stop, and she had to go home to clean up at night when she had to stay with the bed in the hospital. As soon as I drove into the village, I ran into Artyom, who had returned from hunting in the mountains.

Artyom was carrying a shotgun in one hand and a gray rabbit in the other, and it seemed that he had received something.

"Artyom, you're hitting a rabbit?" Yao Jingjing stopped the car and greeted Artyom.

Artyom held up the rabbit and said, "Yes, it's still a pretty fat rabbit." ”

"Little Alexander has taken it in the evening, and you seem to have said that he likes to eat rabbit meat."

"Yes, that's for him. By the way, where did you and Sergey go just now? I think there seems to be something wrong with Sergei's feet. "Yes, Artyom saw the scene of the couple driving to the hospital a few hours ago.

At the mention of this, Yao Jingjing sighed and replied: "Didn't it rain yesterday, our roof leaked, and today Sergei went to the roof to brush that waterproof paint, who knew that he fell off the ladder when he came down." ”

"yes, oops, Sergei is old, and his bones are brittle, you go to the hospital, what does the doctor say?"

"The doctor said it was a comminuted fracture of the right heel and that he had to be operated on and would need to be hospitalized for two weeks."

"Comminuted fractures, that's pretty serious."

"Yes, but what the doctor said, the vascular nerve damage is not big, and it is not the most serious."

"That's fine. So, you're coming back to pick up something? ”

"That's right, I was in too much of a hurry during the day, and I didn't bring a coat, blanket or anything like that, so I had to stay with the bed at night, so I came back to pack some things."

Artyom nodded and said, "Then you are busy enough, Sergei's injury, all the work is on you." ”

"Well, yes, it can't be helped. Alright, I won't talk to you, I have to go home and clean up. ”

"Okay, let's take the time to talk."

After saying goodbye to Artyom, Yao Jingjing rushed home and began to pack her things, she brought a thick coat, a blanket, and a thick coat for Sergey, as well as some toiletries and hygiene products. On the way back to the hospital, Yao Jingjing bought some more fruit.

Coming to the ward, Yao Jingjing put the fruit on the bedside table, picked up an apple, and began to peel it with a fruit knife.

"Jingjing, have you had dinner?" Yes, it's already evening, and Sergei can't help but feel a little distressed when he thinks that Jingjing hasn't eaten yet.

"I'm not hungry. By the way, have you eaten? Did the hospital send dinner? ”

"I'll eat it, and the hospital will send dinner while you're home."

"What do you eat?"

"What else can it be, it's Da Leba, red soup or something."

"Is it delicious?"

"It's okay, mainly because I don't have much appetite."

"You're definitely on fire right now, and it's normal to have no appetite. I'll cook you some big bone broth at home in a few days, and you can drink it. ”

"Jingjing, don't bother, the hospital is in charge of the meal, don't toss, it's tired."

While speaking, Yao Jingjing had already peeled the apple, handed the apple to Sergei, and said, "Eat an apple, lose the fire." ”

Sergei took the apple, took a big bite, and when he saw this, Yao Jingjing smiled.

"Sergey, do you know, in my hometown in the northeast, our people there will eat canned food whenever they get sick, especially canned yellow peaches, and I don't know why, it seems to be a convention, eat canned food, and the illness should be cured. I'd love to buy you a can too, so you can taste it, but you don't seem to have it in Russia. ”