A warm hand was on Nie Qiu's forehead, so gentle and comfortable that Nie Qiu couldn't help but show a look of enjoyment, she opened her eyes full, her confused eyes gradually became smart, Nie Qiu looked at the middle-aged woman with tears on her face in front of her in confusion, choked up and couldn't speak, Nie Qiu frowned and thought for a while, and finally decided that she didn't know this woman.

The middle-aged women she knew were either her college friends, the wives of political dignitaries, or the mothers of her students, all of whom were either outstanding in temperament or extraordinary in literary style, and no matter how poor they were, they were all jewels. The middle-aged woman in front of her was very thin, wearing the lowest grade stall with floral short sleeves, and her lower body was shorts of the same material as her top, and she had the atmosphere of a rural peasant woman.

But it is undeniable that although Nie Qiu doesn't like this woman's dress very much, he is very attached to this person's caring eyes, just like ...... The warmest place in the world.

Just as Nie Qiu wanted to ask, the middle-aged woman's hand touching Nie Qiu's forehead slowly went down, rubbed Nie Qiu's face and said intermittently, "No...... It's okay...... Good. ”

After speaking, he lowered his head and wiped his face with the front hem of his clothes, sniffed hard, stared at his bloodshot eyes and said, "Look at you will still fight with others in the future, say that you don't have a long memory no matter how many times!" The people in there can't be provoked, and they sent you to a good school to let you study hard, not to let you fight! After speaking, he raised his arm high and quickly swung it towards Nie Qiu's shoulder.

Nie Qiu looked at this action, and was stunned for a while, so he could only wait to be beaten in a daze.

But when he saw that the arm was about to hit Nie Qiu's body, he made a turn, 'Smack! With a sound, the woman finally gave herself a slap, the left side of her face quickly became red and swollen, and her already haggard cheeks were even more miserable, the woman took a deep look at Nie Qiu and then turned around and walked out of the ward, the look of hatred made Nie Qiu's heart ache.

But he was very puzzled how this woman could appear in his ward, Nie Qiu looked around and frowned, no matter what, the school should also send her to a better hospital, such facilities and equipment are not good enough for a good hospital at all. And she doesn't have a caregiver to take care of! All of this is weird, Nie Qiu thought hard for a while but had no clue, the more she thought about it, the more painful her head became, some colorful pictures flashed in her mind, she only felt that her head was buzzing, Nie Qiu closed her eyes in pain and covered her head with her hands, restraining herself from thinking about the picture just now, and began to take a deep breath little by little, when the pain gradually faded, Nie Qiu let out a long breath and slowly opened her eyes, when her hand gradually slipped from her forehead, Nie Qiu's body couldn't help but tense again.

This...... Not their own hands! Nie Qiu raised his hands tremblingly, there was a yellowish roughness, there was a thick callus in his palm, there was a layer of dirt in his nails, and there was also a layer of dirt-like objects in the lines of his palms, and most importantly, ...... It's so small! What little hands!

No, it should be said that this hand is so small compared to her previous hand. It looked more like the size of her hand when she was thirteen or fourteen.

Nie Qiu closed his eyes tightly and then opened them, looking at his hand again, it didn't change, this is not an illusion! This...... What the hell is going on?