Chapter 3 Ma Qijun I am sick
Ma Qijun was very sensitive and glanced at the mirror: "Ye Xiaomei, what's wrong with you?"
Ye Xiaomei was startled and quickly retracted her hand. She covered her stomach in panic and said, "It's nothing, I just feel a little uncomfortable."
Ma Qijun looked at the rosy face in the mirror, and the collar that had lost a button at some point, revealing skin as white as tofu. He instantly looked away with a guilty conscience:
"Don't worry, I will clarify this matter and clear your name."
Ye Xiaomei just nodded, her heart already flying - my illness couldn't be a terminal disease, could it?
Soon they arrived at the county hospital. Ye Xiaomei sighed and said that those who didn't have a car envied those who had an ox cart, those who had an ox cart envied those who had a bicycle, those who had a bicycle envied those who had two wheels, and those who had one wheel envied those who had four wheels.
Isn't it Bai who is envious? Look, the four-wheeled vehicle arrived at the county in less than two hours.
The car stopped outside the Qingyuan County Hospital. Ye Xiaomei quickly opened the door and said, "Thank you, Brother Ma. I can go to the doctor by myself."
"Thank you. I'm here to change the medicine too." Ma Qijun watched Ye Xiaomei's back.
Ye Xiaomei entered the hospital and found that many people looked at her with strange eyes, especially some young people. Ye Xiaomei could only hold her waist to give it more support and not twist it around.
Especially since it was Ye Xiaomei's first time in such a large hospital, she had to register and asked which department to register for. Ye Xiaomei was so anxious that sweat broke out on her face. The chest wrap around her chest made it even harder for her to breathe:
"Then...then what kind of specialist is that..."
How to open the conversation? It was June, and Ye Xiaomei's face was already red. She was nervous, and her chest was tense. There were people queuing up behind her for consultation.
Ye Xiaomei could only find an empty chair on either side of the corridor to sit down and think about it.
It was not until the sun set and there were fewer people seeking medical treatment that Ye Xiaomei stepped forward and whispered about her situation.
"Are you having your period? Well...why don't you go to the gynecologist?"
Ye Xiaomei mustered up her courage for a long time, but still didn't dare to say that she became soft when it came to men.
Ye Xiaomei arrived just before the gynecologist was about to go off work.
The inspection result showed that everything was normal.
"What's going on?" Ye Xiaomei thought suspiciously, could it be that she was possessed by some demon or monster?
I remember when my grandmother was still alive, she liked listening to her grandmother tell stories the most, including the story of a weasel becoming a spirit and the story of a snake spirit curing people and saving lives. Especially before going to bed, the more scared she felt, the more she wanted to listen.
There is a story that seems to be called "White Snake and Xu Xian", but these stories were later labeled as superstition during the campaign to destroy the four olds.
Thinking of this, Ye Xiaomei sat at a loss beside the flower bed under the conifer tree in the yard.
Ye Xiaomei subconsciously pulled up her collar to look at her chest. Although it was wrapped in a bed sheet, there was a mark that looked like a white snake on that part of her body.
This was something she didn't have when she was a child, and it only appeared after she had her period.
"How is it? What did the doctor say?"
A voice came.
Ye Xiaomei was startled, and it was already evening, so the sunlight was particularly weak under the pine trees.
Looking closely, it was Ma Qijun, who was standing two meters away with a cane.
Ye Xiaomei covered up in a panic: "It's nothing, the doctor said it might be malnutrition, or... heat stroke? Yes, heat stroke can also cause dizziness."
Ye Xiaomei didn’t know whether others believed it or not, but these were the only excuses she could come up with.
"That's good, just take more supplements." Ma Qijun didn't say anything else, but his voice was very gentle.
Ye Xiaomei finally came to her senses and looked outside the hospital gate. The car was still there, as if waiting for her.
Turning around and seeing Ma Qijun, Ye Xiaomei gritted her teeth and went over to help him: "Brother Ma, let me help you get in the car."
The moment Ye Xiaomei touched the man's arm, a damn electric current instantly spread throughout her body, her breathing became rapid, and heat waves from her mouth sprayed into the air.
Ye Xiaomei abruptly retracted her hand and sat down on the edge of the flowerbed. She supported herself with one hand and leaned on her shoulder. Her braid slid down along the flowers on her shoulder and hung on the white part of her collar. Her eyes were as charming as silk and her breath was as sweet as orchid:
"I'm...I'm sorry. I...I..."
Ye Xiaomei's mind was filled with the obsession of touching Ma Qijun. If she still had a little bit of strength left, she would probably rush over uncontrollably.
This is just a touch, if...
"Ye Xiaomei?" Ma Qijun was about to step forward.
Ye Xiaomei seemed determined and tried to wave her hands: "No, don't come over."
Her tone was gentle and tender, and even though she was saying words of rejection, she always gave Ma Qijun a kind of charm - come here, come here.
Ma Qijun's heart was beating wildly in his eardrums, and a dragon of fire was piercing his throat from bottom to top. He took two steps back:
"Director Li, come here quickly."
"Hey, Xiao Ma, didn't you change the medicine a long time ago? Why haven't you left yet?" Director Li, who was in his forties and still had a stethoscope hanging around his neck, hurried out of the doctor's office on duty when he heard the familiar voice.
"Arrange for her to stay in the hospital for two days. I'll pay for the expenses later." Ma Qijun was somewhat suspicious whether this girl was really malnourished, otherwise why did her body look like she had no bones.
Or maybe she was frightened by what happened this afternoon. Thinking of this, Ma Qijun felt somewhat self-blameful.
Director Li quickly agreed and settled Ye Xiaomei in an empty eight-person ward.
Judging from the cases of people who get dizzy easily in this era, glucose should be used directly.
Ma Qijun sat in the ward and looked at the girl on the bed who kept saying that she was fine, and he felt more and more guilty.
"I'm really fine." Ye Xiaomei felt like crying.
Firstly, her thoughts were verified at that moment, and she was sure that she could not stop feeling that way only towards him.
Second, her check-up this afternoon cost more than 30 yuan, which was all the savings she had earned from raising rabbits and selling their fur. After drinking this bottle of water, she had no money left.
Thirdly, she really wanted Ma Qijun to leave as soon as possible. She had already lost face in the village, and now she was losing face again in the county hospital. It was really unbearable.
Doctor Li held the needle in his hands and looked at Ma Qijun, as if asking, "What do you think we should do?"
Ma Qijun frowned and glanced at the weak Ye Xiaomei: "Then we won't give you the drip."
It seemed that she was feeling weak and had been frightened in the afternoon.
Doctor Li removed the glucose and left the ward. The air suddenly became quiet.
Ma Qijun quickly got up and walked to the bed.
Who would have thought that Ye Xiaomei's reaction was very strong: "Don't come over, just sit there."
Look, she was really scared. She was the victim of Ye Xiaolin's plan, and it was also closely related to Ma Qijun.
Ma Qijun was helpless. He was not used to using a cane yet. He had been running all day and his other good leg was almost broken from exhaustion. He could only sit down obediently:
"Well, if you are afraid that what happened today will affect your innocence, I will clear it up for you."
Ye Xiaomei's big almond-shaped eyes widened as she stared at the other person, and all that flashed through her mind was that embarrassing scene.
He came to clarify for me? Doesn't that mean we still have to meet in the future? Ye Xiaomei was scared:
"No, no, that... Brother Ma, you also said that a person with an upright character is not afraid of his own shadow. I... I am not afraid either."
Ma Qijun was slightly startled. Although he only came back for a few days every year for his family visit, he still understood the customs in the countryside.
Apart from anything else, last year there was a teacher in Meihua Village who was gossiped about and couldn't stand it anymore so she hanged herself. Although Ye Xiaomei looks weak and fragile, she has quite positive ideas at heart.
Ye family.
At the dinner table, the family gathered around a pot of cabbage stewed with vermicelli, with a few yellow steamed buns on a steamed bun plate.
The head of the family, Li Cuihua, slammed her chopsticks on the corner of the table, picked up a "three-inch golden lotus" and put it under her buttocks, then glanced at the second son's wife with a sinister look:
"Zhao Mei, this is the good girl you raised? Who did she learn this from? Did you teach her?"
Zhao Mei was so frightened that she trembled and almost dropped the chopsticks in her hand.
She heard about it on the way back from the fields today, but she had watched her daughter grow up. She was well-behaved, sensible, hardworking and not afraid of hardship. There was no way she would do such a thing.
At this moment, a strong light flashed through the crack of the door, and a car braked and stopped outside the door.
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