Chapter 182: One Ton
Fang Bai pursed his lower lip deeply and didn't answer.
Fang's mother smiled, "Then take out some active enthusiasm as a man, is she hospitalized now?" Isn't this your battlefield, take advantage of this time to chase well."
Fang's mother nodded, "On people's birthdays and some festivals, don't forget to give gifts. If there are some things that girls don't understand, just ask your sister, she is on annual leave during this time, and she is going to get moldy when she is idle, let her help you on the staff."
When he arrived outside the Fang family's villa, Fang Baishen said, "Mom, I have to work the night shift at night, so I won't come back."
How could Fang's mother not know that her son must be going back to see the doctor's number now, and he will not say anything about it, "Drive slower on the road."
By the time Fang Baishen returned to the hospital again, nearly three hours had passed since he left.
He didn't go to Jiang Jianing's ward immediately, but first went to explain the situation to the director.
In the last round of doctors' rounds, he directly skipped work, and he didn't even have time to ask the director for leave, causing the patient to wait for him for half an hour, and finally the director went over to resolve it himself.
By the way, he asked the attending doctor, Jiang Jianing, about his condition.
Doctor: "Xiao Fang, look at the prison."
Fang Baishen didn't quite understand.
"She's the kind of girl who has a lot of opinions," the doctor said, "and from this incident, you can see that what she wants to do, she must do it, and she doesn't care about the surgical wound."
Fang Baishen returned to the office, changed into a white coat, and then went to Jiang Jianing's hospital room again.
He stood at the door of the ward, looking through the lookout window on the door of the ward, and saw the pale face of the woman lying on the bed.
He saw that the corners of her mouth were raised.
She must have had a sweet dream that she didn't want to wake up from.
Jiang Jianing had a dream.
In the dream, she returned to the most innocent and happy time.
At that time, when she was in elementary school, she wrote a small essay for the first time.
The number of words required is 200 words.
Topic: My Day.
Her essay was also praised by the teacher, and she read it to her classmates as a model essay in class.
Xiao Jianing jumped out of the school gate, holding it as if she was offering a treasure to her father, "Ning Ning is awesome!"
Back at home, my mother stewed a big chicken thigh.
Before eating, in order to have a sense of ceremony, Xiao Jianing took the composition text, climbed on a chair and stood still to read aloud.
My sister was afraid that her little figure would fall, so she held her arm with her hand, and when she heard some specious adjectives in the composition, and the typos circled by the teacher with a red pen, her head almost laughed.
"Xiao Ningning, have you eaten a ton of rice, are you a bucket? You're going to laugh at me."
Mom didn't hold back, and burst out laughing.
After reading the small composition, Xiao Jianing took her sister's hand and got down from the chair, pouting and snorting, "Anyway, I'm just very good."
Dad was very enthusiastic: "The first time I write a small composition, I can get praise from the teacher, Ning Ning is very good!"
A dream indeed.
Dreaming of reluctance to wake up.
She opened her eyes and looked at the white ceiling of the hospital room, and her first reaction was to close her eyes again, she wanted to go back to the dream, and she never wanted to wake up again.
She shifted her gaze to the man sitting on the couch next to the bed.
Xue Rin'an had a dark gray blanket on his lap, his laptop resting on his lap, and the glasses on the bridge of his nose were crooked.
The man's head rested on the back of the couch, looking like he was asleep.
Jiang Jianing moved his legs, got out of bed slowly, and walked to the bathroom with his hands on the wall.
After coming out, she walked in front of Xue Rin'an, moved, and just wanted to help him carry the blanket, the man opened his eyes.
He straightened the frame on the bridge of his nose for the first time, and after the sight of his eyes was hazy, it fell on Jiang Jianing, who was standing in front of him.
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Pressed his temple and set the notebook aside.
"Awake?"
"Hmm." Jiang Jianing's stomach suddenly rumbled twice, which was particularly obvious in the quiet ward environment.
Jiang Jianing said frankly, "I want to eat xiaolongbao."
Yesterday from noon to evening, I didn't eat anything.
Xue Rinan took his mobile phone and called Wu Kai.
Jiang Jianing added: "There are still ......."
Xue Rin'an directly stretched out the phone and put it on Jiang Jianing's ear, the man's fingers touched her soft earlobe, and the woman's soft hair on the sideburns scratched the back of his hand.
Jiang Jianing said to the earpiece, "Then preserved egg and lean pork porridge, plus two crab roe buns!"
Wu Kai: "Received, what does the boss want to eat?" I'll bring it with me."
Jiang Jianing asked Xue Rin'an.
Xue Rin'an: "Whatever you want."
Jiang Jianing: "That's the same as me."
She was really hungry.
She drank a bowl of porridge and ate two crab roe buns and two xiaolongbao, Xue Rin just watched her eat it, and Xiaolongbao took a bite.
He spends most of his time watching her.
Look at her sitting at the head of the bed, holding a spoon in her hand, and chewing like a cute little hamster.
Jiang Jianing rolled his eyes, "What do you look at?"
Xue Rin'an: "Look at how much you can eat."
Jiang Jianing's hand holding the spoon in his hand paused.
Her eyes twitched.
She smiled, but the light in her eyes was wiped out with this light.
"I was really good at eating when I was a child, my sister said I could eat a ton of rice," Jiang Jianing herself said it was funny, and wiped the corners of her eyes, "When you see me when you were a child, you must not recognize me, I was a little chubby girl at that time, and I can eat it."
"You have a sister?" Xue Rin'an asked knowingly.
Jiang Jianing's lips pursed heavily, "Hmm."
"And where's your sister?"
After a long time, she took a bite of the xiaolongbao, "I don't know."
The xiaolongbao she chewed in her mouth became bitter, and there was no taste in her mouth.
She lowered her head, and her hair fell from her temples, covering half of her face and her lonely eyes at this time.
The phone rang.
Xue Rin'an lowered his eyes and glanced at his phone.
Du Ling's flight at three o'clock in the afternoon was about to leave City C, so Xue Rin'an went over to send it off.
"Aren't you coming with me to the West Side?"
"Do you think I'm pumping right now?" Xue Rinan spread his hands.
Du Ling smiled and teased: "It's not that you can't smoke it, it's that you can't pump it."
The tone of the boarding prompt sounded above the empty hall.
Du Ling put his hand on the trolley box and got up, "I'll keep an eye on the mine first, you should come over and have a look after this time."
"Okay."
After Du Ling sat down, he tried to make a phone call, and this time he was connected.
"It's really hard to get through on this phone."
Over there: "It's been a special training, and there is no mobile phone signal for 72 hours."
Du Ling: "Didn't you ask me to help you inquire about the intentional homicide case a few days before the birthday banquet in City C?" You said that it was a coincidence or not, the one who was injured was the girl who came to Xicheng last time."
Listening to Du Ling say a few words, the flight attendant reminded her to turn off her mobile phone.
Hanging up, the man in training uniform stepped on a stiff military jeep tire and smoked a cigarette.