Chapter 190: Pei Xingzhi's Self-Criticism
"Coming." Xie Mingyi nodded, then helped the old couple forward.
Seeing this, Jiang Mian and Duan Jialu consciously stepped back two steps to make room for them.
"Child..." Bai Ruiying leaned on the guardrail of the hospital bed with both hands, hunched over to look at Qin Song, "You have worked hard, you really have worked hard."
"Thank you for your concern, Auntie." Qin Song replied politely.
"Child, are you still in pain?" Xie Jiangshan wanted to reach out and touch Qin Song's head, but was afraid that Qin Song would find it presumptuous, so he could only grab the hem of his clothes in distress.
Qin Song shook his head: "Thank you for your concern, uncle. I am no longer in pain."
"Okay..." Xie Jiangshan tried hard to smile, but he couldn't hold back his tears.
He raised one hand and wiped the tears from his face in a panic, his voice trembling and hoarse: "It's good that it doesn't hurt anymore, it's good that it doesn't hurt anymore."
"Uncle..." Qin Song felt that his reaction was a bit exaggerated, but it didn't look like he was acting at all. He was a little confused for a moment.
Song Yihan remembered what they had just discussed, and was afraid that the old couple would not be able to hold it in and burst out prematurely, which would affect Qin Song, so he hurried forward to help the man up.
"Dahua must be tired, go back to the ward and rest."
"Yes, you need to rest quickly." Bai Ruiying wiped the tears off her face and quickly agreed, "Giving birth is the most damaging to your health. You must rest well."
"Then let's go back to the ward?" The doctor pushing the bed asked Qin Song for his opinion.
Qin Song: "Let's go back. I really want to sleep."
Doctor: "Okay, let's go back to the ward now."
Pei Xingzhi grabbed the rail of the hospital bed and subconsciously wanted to follow along, but he was stopped by Qin Song after taking two steps.
"You, go find a doctor to check your foot right away." Qin Song frowned and glared at him with a fierce expression.
Pei Xingzhi blinked guiltily and lied: "Xiao Song, I'm fine. I want to stay with you."
Qin Song: "...say it again."
"..." Pei Xingzhi raised his hand to take off his glasses, buried his head and wiped the lenses with the hem of his clothes, "It's just a little swollen, it's nothing serious, I want to take you back to the ward and then find a doctor."
Qin Song: “…”
She knew Pei Xingzhi was stubborn and didn't want to talk to him, so she pointed at Lin Jiahe and said, "You, take him to the doctor."
Lin Jiahe immediately grabbed Pei Xingzhi's arm: "No problem."
Qin Song closed his eyes: "Doctor, let's go."
The doctor was amused: "Okay."
…
Qin Song was very lucky. Although she gave birth before the due date, it only took her more than half an hour to give birth to the child. It was not as painful as she had imagined.
After returning to the ward, she wanted to sleep as soon as she closed her eyes, but the doctor didn't want her to sleep.
She changed her clothes with the help of Pei's mother and Bai Ruiying, and then was forcibly dragged out of bed to stretch her body.
The single room was very spacious. Jiang Mian and a few others were looking after the baby over there, while she was walking around over here. Even with seven adults in the room, it didn't seem crowded at all.
"Oh my, Xiao Ye is so good..."
Xie Mingyi snatched the baby from Xie Jiangshan, under the pretext that he wanted to experience the feeling of holding a baby in advance so that he would not be so unfamiliar with it when he had his own child in the future.
"Forget it." Song Yihan was tidying up the stroller and rolled her eyes at Xie Mingyi secretly. "He doesn't want to experience the feeling of holding a baby in advance. He just wants to hold his little nephew."
Duan Jialu stood beside her and whispered, "It's good to hug your nephew. Hugging him more can enhance the relationship."
"Tsk..." Song Yihan was unhappy, "If he monopolizes his nephew, what should I hug? He is also my nephew, I want to hug him too!"
"What nephew?" Qin Song happened to pass by and asked curiously.
“…”
The expressions of the people who were talking and laughing just now suddenly became a little strange.
Even Pei's mother and Bai Ruiying were stunned.
"...What's the matter?" Qin Song looked at them blankly.
"Um...actually we are talking about my nephew." Duan Jialu said with an awkward smile, "My nephew was born last month, and he weighed as much as Xiaoye when he was born!"
"Really?" Qin Song didn't think much about it, nor did he doubt it. "Your nephew is also 5.6 jin?"
Duan Jialu lied with her eyes open: "Yes, it's really a coincidence!"
"Very well." Qin Song smiled, then walked back to the bedside and slowly sat down.
"Xiao Song." Bai Ruiying brought a glass of warm water from the bedside table and carefully fed it to Qin Song's mouth. "The doctor told you to drink more water. You should finish this glass of water first."
The slightly cool glass suddenly touched his lips, and Qin Song subconsciously shrank back.
But Bai Ruiying didn't give up and handed the glass over again.
She bent over, holding the cup filled with warm water steadily, waiting patiently for Qin Song to open his mouth.
Qin Song had never been taken care of like this before, and he was a little overwhelmed for a moment, so he immediately wanted to tell her that she could drink it by herself. But when she looked up and saw Bai Ruiying's concerned eyes, she couldn't bear to refuse.
"...Thank you, Auntie." She thanked her and finally opened her mouth obediently to let Bai Ruiying feed her the glass of water.
Bai Ruiying put the empty glass back and took out a tissue to wipe the water stains from the corners of Qin Song's mouth.
Pei's mother stood aside with a smile, unable to help at all.
Half an hour later, the stubborn Pei Xingzhi finally came back on crutches.
The little brat had been coaxed to sleep by Xie Mingyi. When he saw Pei Xingzhi coming back, he sensibly took the child over and wanted Pei Xingzhi to take a good look at his child.
As a result, Pei Xingzhi just took a quick glance and waved his hand to let Xie Mingyi go away.
Seeing that he had been staring at Qin Song on the hospital bed since he entered the room, Xie Mingyi guessed that he had something urgent to say to Qin Song first, so he quickly asked everyone else in the ward to leave.
“Click—”
The door of the ward was gently closed, and Pei Xingzhi and Qin Song looked at each other in silence from a short distance.
Qin Song knew what he wanted to do, and he felt quite unconfident when talking to him.
"Don't just stand there like an idiot. Come and sit down."
Pei Xingzhi obediently came over with his crutches.
His left leg was injured so badly today that the doctor gave him some medicine, tied him up with a wooden board and wrapped him with a thick layer of bandages. At first glance, he looked particularly pitiful.
Qin Song's eyes were glued to his legs. When he sat down steadily, he took a deep breath and said with gritted teeth: "Ask me, I promise to tell you the truth."
But Pei Xingzhi shook his head and had no intention of questioning her.
"Hmm?" She didn't understand. "What do you mean by shaking your head? Aren't you going to ask me something?"
Pei Xingzhi: “No questions.”
He put away his crutches, then reached into his coat pocket and took out a neatly folded piece of paper, and slowly opened it in front of Qin Song.
The paper had ugly tears, as if it had been gnawed by a dog, and there were some scribbled words on the back.
Qin Song looked at the paper blankly and asked, "What is this?"
Pei Xingzhi pursed his lips, his expression a little nervous: "A, a letter of apology."
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