Chapter 9: I was still in the hospital, and she couldn't wait to go hang out
Song Yunqing recognized that it was the soldier who had always followed Xiao Jinchuan, and a bad thought flashed through his mind.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Cao Sixing didn't even have time to catch his breath: "The company commander is in trouble and is in the hospital now."
Song Yunqing didn't care about supplies at the moment. With a buzzing sound in his head, he followed Cao Sixing to the hospital quickly.
Hospitals in the 1970s were not as advanced as they are now. What if something really went wrong?
Song Yunqing was very nervous, and this scene didn't seem to be in the original text.
Could it be that the butterfly effect occurred because of my own time travel?
When they arrived at the hospital, Song Yunqing pushed open the door of the ward panting and saw Xiao Jinchuan sitting by the bed with a bandage on his right ankle.
Song Yunqing breathed a sigh of relief. Since there was no plaster, it shouldn't be serious.
"Didn't you go to the training ground? How did you become like this?"
Hearing Song Yunqing's voice, Xiao Jinchuan looked up, his expression a little unnatural: "I accidentally fell down the stairs."
Looking at Song Yunqing standing in front of him, what he was thinking about was the soft and fragrant touch of her last night.
Whenever I think of it, I feel disgusted with myself. Now when I meet people, I don’t even dare to look at them.
"Is it serious?"
Song Yunqing sat on the bed next to him, looking at his thickly bandaged ankle.
"It's a minor bone fracture, no big deal, just rest for a few days."
Xiao Jinchuan looked at Cao Sixing: "Didn't you tell her on the way here?"
Cao Sixing was sweating from running, and his dark baby face was flushed. "I forgot. Miss Song was very worried about you. When she heard something happened, she rushed back and forth. I was also anxious and forgot to tell you."
When Xiao Jinchuan heard that she was worried about him, he felt a little dazed.
She...is also worried about herself?
For a moment, the ward was too quiet. Song Yunqing wanted to say a few more words, but was afraid of making him unhappy. He opened and closed his mouth, but no word came out.
A young nurse came in from outside the door. She had a pretty face and was wearing a snow-white nurse uniform. The collar and cuffs were ironed meticulously, making her skin look as smooth as jade.
Song Yunqing secretly marveled in his heart, Beijing is indeed a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery, everyone he met was so good-looking.
"The patient's feet cannot be used for high-intensity activities recently. This is an external application and anti-inflammatory medicine. It should be taken three times a day after meals. Family members should remember to remind the patient to take the medicine."
It was not until she finished speaking that Song Yunqing realized that she was talking to him.
I nodded somewhat embarrassedly, having been single for so long that I had forgotten I was married.
The nurse checked the IV drip again and said, "The patient has a slight fever and needs to be hospitalized to see how he is doing. He should stay in the hospital tonight."
Xiao Jinchuan struggled to get out of bed: "It's just a minor cold, I can just go home and rest."
The young nurse refused to give in. She supported his arm and pressed him down on the bed, angrily saying, "I'm a doctor. I have to follow his orders. You're injured and have a high fever. It's very dangerous for you to go back."
"Family members, please persuade the patient. We will not harm him."
Song Yunqing felt that this young nurse was really responsible.
"Since the doctor has said so, then you should stay here for one night to observe the situation. Leave only when you are sure everything is fine. Otherwise, how can you leave now that you are sick?"
Song Yunqing himself studied medicine. Although he had not yet had any clinical internship, he understood how troublesome it was for patients who did not follow doctor's orders.
"Don't worry about things at home. I'll bring you food this afternoon."
Cao Sixing also stood up and said: "We will also be self-disciplined in training matters."
One after another, everyone advised Xiao Jinchuan to stay, and if he continued to be stubborn, it would seem unreasonable.
Song Yunqing looked at the time. It was still early and there was a pile of clothes left in the store that had not been picked up yet.
"Then you have a good rest. I'll go home and cook for you. Come back in the afternoon."
Xiao Jinchuan didn't try to keep her and watched her leave.
Cao Sixing was about to return to the army, but was stopped by Xiao Jinchuan: "Where did you find her?"
Cao Sixing was stunned: "Jinghua Department Store."
Xiao Jinchuan showed an expression of "as expected", no wonder he was in such a hurry to leave.
"What's the matter, Captain?"
"It's okay, go back to training."
Cao Sixing was confused, but still listened to Xiao Jinchuan and went back to training.
He was the only one left in the ward, and Xiao Jinchuan finally relaxed, leaning against the soft pillow and clearing his mind.
Song Yunqing's various expressions kept switching in his mind, making his head hurt.
I picked up the water cup on the bedside table, took a sip, and felt upset again, so I just lay down and thought about nothing.
After Song Yunqing left the hospital, he went to the clothing store to take out all the things, found a hidden corner and put them in the space.
Then he went to the vegetable market and picked out a fat old hen, intending to make soup for Xiao Jinchuan.
Passing by a pork stall, I bought a pig's trotter based on the idea that what you eat is what you gain.
He just casually carried a chicken and a pig's trotter back to the family compound.
Sister Zhao watched Song Yunqing coming back from afar, and she left early, and also helped Sister Liu.
"Why are you pulling me? Am I afraid of her?"
Mrs. Liu said with disdain: "What kind of ability is it to bully a little kid?"
Her son was so greedy that day that he cried. When he got home, he kept clamoring for candy and no matter how we tried to coax him, he wouldn't respond.
It got so bad that I had no choice but to go out and buy two and eat them before I stopped.
Song Yunqing had already seen the two of them, two door gods, one on the left and one on the right.
"Sister Liu, you two are standing at the gate of the compound. Who are you going to gossip about?"
Mrs. Zhao glanced at her and said nothing. It was okay for her to say a few bad things behind her back, but she couldn't say a word in front of others.
"Some people don't even think about what they've done. If you're honest, you have nothing to fear. If you've done nothing wrong, why should you be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door?"
Song Yunqing carried the old hen and walked over to the two people. "So, what are you? Long-tongued ghosts?"
Sister Liu had a bad temper and rolled up her sleeves to rush over. If Sister Zhao hadn't stopped her, the slap would have hit her face.
Song Yunqing didn't talk much to her and was busy going home to make chicken soup for Xiao Jinchuan.
Then he shouted toward the window: "Child, we are going to make chicken soup and roast pig's trotters at home. They are so delicious."
Sure enough, the child burst into tears with a loud cry that shook the whole sky.
"Mom, I want to eat pig's trotters and drink chicken soup."
Today's child-entertaining task: 1/1.
When Mrs. Liu heard that the child was made to cry again, she immediately started scolding him at the top of her voice, using all kinds of nasty words to curse him.
Song Yunqing didn't care at all.
A child’s crying: noisy.
The cry of a child who made himself cry: the sound of nature.
Song Yunqing returned to the dormitory humming a song, but saw an uninvited guest at the door.
Wang Xiulan leaned against the door of their house, looking inside from time to time.
Seeing Song Yunqing coming back, he hurried over to greet him: "I heard you say you bought pig's trotters and old hens from a distance. What's the good day today?"
"Xiao Jinchuan fell and got injured today."
Wang Xiulan: ...
Song Yunqing picked up the thing in one hand and felt for the key in his pocket with the other hand.
Wang Xiulan's eyes were almost glued shut: "Come on, come on, I'll hold it for you, you take your time to look for it."
Song Yunqing turned sideways to prevent her from touching him.
"You know, your uncle isn't in good health either. I'd like to buy him some tonic, but I'm broke."
"You are rich now. My dad would be very happy if he knew that his niece stewed chicken for him."
"It just so happens that our family hasn't gotten together in a long time. How about you bring some chicken and pig's trotters and we have a meal together?"
Song Yunqing pushed the door open with a snap. "So you're here to beg for money? Have you spent all the money Zhang Zhihao gave you?"
Wang Xiulan's face darkened. "We're all family, there's no need to be so harsh, right?"
"If you don't like what I say, don't come near me. You know I won't be nice to you, but you still come up to me and get scolded. I think you have a thick skin."
Wang Xiulan's father is the older brother of Song Yunqing's adoptive mother, so he can be called uncle.
After following the army for a few years, I managed to get into a family compound where a family of three lived in a small house.
They live such a tight life just to find a good marriage for Wang Xiulan in Beijing. There is not even a decent man in their hometown in a poor and remote area.
"Song Yunqing, your words are too harsh. I came to see you out of kindness. Why are you so angry?"
Song Yunqing stabbed the knife on the chopping board, his eyes as cold as if filled with ice chips.
Wang Xiulan's heart skipped a beat. Why did it feel like her cousin had changed?
"Why...why are you looking at me like that?"
She puffed out her chest and said, "I know you're different now, but don't think the Song family will support you. They don't recognize you at all. You're just an adopted daughter who can be ignored."
As he spoke, he seemed to have regained his confidence and gradually became more confident: "We are on the same side. Don't forget, my father was very kind to you when you were a child. I didn't expect that now you can't even eat a piece of chicken."
Song Yunqing: "Okay, I can bring chicken and pig's trotters to your house for dinner."
Wang Xiulan was delighted and swallowed unconsciously.
Those were fat and tender pig's trotters, and old hen stewed in soup. Except for the Chinese New Year, they rarely had meat in their family.
Just when she was dreaming of eating meat and drinking soup in big mouthfuls, Song Yunqing spoke again.
"I remember you stole a few tickets from our house a few years ago, and my parents still don't know who did it. Do you think I should tell them?"
Wang Xiulan's expression changed instantly: "Stop talking nonsense. Although our family is not very wealthy, we still have a few meat tickets. Who knows if they were stolen? And they are trying to put the blame on me."
Song Yunqing chuckled: "I didn't say it was a hostage."
Wang Xiulan realized that she had said something wrong and quickly covered her mouth. Damn it, she was actually cheated.
"If you don't leave, I'll make a fuss and let everyone know. Then I'll see how you can catch a rich husband!"
This sentence hit Wang Xiulan's sore spot. Fearing that her reputation would be ruined, she glared at her viciously and ran away.
"Song Yunqing, just wait, you'll have something to worry about."
Looking at the fleeing figure, Song Yunqing felt relieved. He stewed chicken soup and pig's trotters at the stove and packed them to take to the hospital.
Just as I walked to the door of the ward, I suddenly heard someone calling out a name that I will never forget in my life!
She was shocked!
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