At this moment, the atmosphere in the ward was subtly stagnant.
Zhao Weidong's worry and Jiang Nian's assertiveness, both of them want to protect Song Yingying, but neither of them can convince the other.
Qin Sanye was the one who had an overview of the overall situation. His deep black eyes watched all the changes in Jiang Nian's expression after he entered the ward and saw Song Yingying, as well as the strange and unfamiliar feeling that appeared on Song Yingying.
Could it be——
Qin Sanye's eyebrows twitched, and he came to a conclusion in his mind.
When the silence was at its most profound, Qin Sanye spoke up, breaking the silence.
He said to Zhao Weidong, "Captain Zhao, do you still remember the post-war psychological counseling class?"
This is an advanced course, usually organized for officers and political commissars to learn. It was not available in previous wars, and it has only been promoted in the troops in recent years.
People at Zhao Weidong’s level must have taken this course.
Qin Sanye saw Zhao Weidong remembered and continued, "Song Yingying's current condition is just like a soldier who needs psychological counseling after the war. Please believe Jiang Nian. Jiang Nian is not only Song Yingying's best friend, she will also be a qualified psychologist."
After listening to Qin Sanye's explanation, Zhao Weidong completely understood the current situation.
What Jiang Nian called "chatting" was actually a form of treatment, just like taking medicine or getting an injection.
Zhao Weidong looked at Song Yingying on the hospital bed again. He thought that Song Yingying, who had hidden behind Jiang Nian, would avoid him as much as possible, just like she had slapped him before.
But that’s not the case.
Although Song Yingying was hiding behind Jiang Nian, she kept her eyes raised carefully, looking at Zhao Weidong from time to time.
When Zhao Weidong looked over, their eyes suddenly met.
Those cold and clear eyes, like a frightened little rabbit, trembled slightly, but... she did not turn her head away in fear.
Song Yingying just stared at him, and silently clutched the sheets on the hospital bed where Zhao Weidong couldn't see.
This scene made Zhao Weidong feel like déjà vu.
It was as if they were back to the first night they arrived at the Southwest Military Region’s family compound, and Song Yingying looked at him in the same way.
Cold, fearful, nervous, curious, scrutinizing, and yet so stubborn.
In fact, Zhao Weidong noticed Song Yingying's hand carefully reaching under the pillow early in the morning that day. How could such an obvious little action escape the eyes of a soldier?
Zhao Weidong was worried that if the truth was revealed, it would only make Song Yingying even more nervous, so he might as well pretend that he knew nothing.
That night, Zhao Weidong compromised and gave in for Song Yingying.
This is no longer the case.
Zhao Weidong took a deep look at her, then retracted his gaze and said to Jiang Nian, "Yingying is in your hands."
Zhao Weidong and Qin Sanye left the ward together, leaving the space to Jiang Nian and Song Yingying, without worrying about Jiang Nian's problem.
The real problem lies with someone else.
Zhao Xiaobei has been standing beside the bed, his little hands silently grasping the white sheets, with a stubborn look on his face, determined to guard her every step of the way, he doesn't want to leave.
This child has never shed a tear since he was young.
But at this moment, his eyes turned red inexplicably and he kept staring at Song Yingying.
"Xiao Bei..." Jiang Nian's nose was sore.
She could still reason with Zhao Weidong, but what could she do with Zhao Xiaobei? She could only persuade him. However, Zhao Xiaobei was not in the right state to listen to her.
Jiang Nian was in a difficult situation.
Song Yingying's gaze fell on Zhao Xiaobei. She felt a sense of familiarity and pity in her heart, as if she had seen her own child.
It was a very mysterious feeling, like a blood connection.
"Xiaobei..."
Before Song Yingying could react, she had subconsciously called out Zhao Xiaobei's name.
That voice was no different from the one she usually used when talking to Zhao Xiaobei.
She is still her.
Zhao Xiaobei didn't notice anything wrong with Song Yingying at all. He just nodded with red eyes and held back tears, "Yeah."
"Xiaobei, don't cry, I'm fine." Song Yingying reached out and touched the corners of Zhao Xiaobei's eyes, where tears were oozing out, and said softly, "Aunt Jiang and I want to talk alone, can you sit outside for a while?"
The stubborn child relaxed his tense emotions after being comforted by Song Yingying.
Zhao Xiaobei's hands, which had been grasping the bed sheet, slowly loosened their grip. He asked cautiously, "Will it take a long time?"
Song Yingying continued to comfort him, "It won't take long, just a moment. After we finish talking, I'll let you in right away, okay?"
Zhao Xiaobei sniffed and whispered, "Then don't sleep, call me."
Song Yingying said, "Okay, I won't sleep. I'll call you when we're done talking."
The scene of Song Yingying bleeding and unconscious left a big shadow in Zhao Xiaobei's heart.
Zhao Xiaobei was very scared... He was afraid that Song Yingying would never wake up like his biological relatives... He finally had a family and didn't want to lose his mother again.
㱗In this accident, the adults only suffered physical injuries.
Only Zhao Xiaobei is hurt, and he is the one who really needs psychological counseling.
Jiang Nian silently took note of all of this, and under Song Yingying's gaze, sent Zhao Xiaobei out.
She told Qin Sanye who was standing in the corridor, "Aye, take Captain Zhao and Xiaobei to eat something, don't go hungry. Also, be careful with your hands, find a ward for Xiao Anbao to sleep, don't hold him all the time."
Qin Sanye responded, "Okay, don't worry, I'll make the arrangements."
after.
Jiang Nian closed the door, blocking out all the curious and worried gazes from outside.
In a moment, before Jiang Nian turned around, Song Yingying's anxious voice came over.
"Anian, what is going on? Where is this? How did I get here? I was in a hospital before, but that hospital was not like this at all!"
The walls and ceiling are not like this, the beds and sheets are not like this, and the surrounding bedside tables and treatment devices are not like this either.
Song Yingying has been interning in the hospital, and she knows every detail of the hospital very well.
The environment she was in now didn't look like the most advanced hospital in the country at all. Instead, it looked like a backward area that hadn't been developed yet. The conditions were similar to those in sitcoms from the 1970s and 1980s.
Song Yingying was thinking this in her heart when she heard Jiang Nian's answer.
She said, "Yingying, we are in a book."
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