Chapter 49 There is only one person in the world who would call him that
The county hospital is not big, unlike the big hospital in Jiangcheng which is like a maze.
Su Xia, carrying a canvas bag, ran all the way following the signs. When she stepped into the glass door of the emergency building, Teacher Ding was walking towards them from a distance.
She waved vigorously.
The marble floor was slippery on a rainy day and she almost fell. After struggling to stand, she continued to run towards the woman, panting.
"Little girl, get out of the way!"
The corridor was noisy and a doctor was walking quickly, pushing a bed.
The person lying there was a young boy, one hand hanging outside, groaning in pain, and there were spots of blood on the blue bed sheet.
Su Xia's heart skipped a beat and her fingers curled up.
I unconsciously followed him for two steps as he passed by. Only when I saw the stranger's face clearly did I come back to my senses, and my eyes turned red in an instant.
Not Xu Jiqing.
But where is Xu Jiqing?
Her seventeen-year-old body was young and clumsy. When she encountered problems, she had no other choice but to spend all the pocket money Su Xiaojuan gave her.
Having seen so many news reports about missing girls on TV, she was also afraid that Uncle Li’s motorcycle would take her away and never come back.
But Xu Jiqing was seriously injured.
When the flashlight shone, she watched Xu Jiqing covered in blood and kneeling down. How painful must it have been for him?
On the way here, the mountains were pitch black, and the strong wind blew into the collar. Su Xia felt full of self-blame.
They had fought not far from the bathroom. She couldn't figure out how this matter had any direct relationship with her. She just kept thinking that it would be better if she didn't hide from Xu Jiqing during the day, if she turned off the shower more often when taking a shower and paid attention to the noises outside.
If she had heard it earlier, would Xu Jiqing not have been hurt so badly?
Su Xia couldn't help but think that the school leaders would definitely favor Li Rui. If even Teacher Ding was on his side, who could Xu Jiqing count on?
At the door of the treatment room, Teacher Ding followed the footsteps and looked up. When he looked up, he met the girl's red and tearful eyes. Her hair was blown into a mess by the wind and stuck to her tear-soaked face.
"Teacher Ding." Su Xia didn't want to cry, but she couldn't control the emotions that suddenly surged up.
She felt so embarrassed that she struggled to catch her breath before she could utter a complete sentence, "Where is Xu Jiqing?"
Teacher Ding was confused.
Su Xia has been in her class for two months. She has always been dressed up beautifully, not as disheveled as she is today.
"Xu Jiqing is fine. He's still getting stitches. It will be over soon."
The girl's profile is round, her long eyelashes are black and wet, and she looks pitiful when she cries.
Teacher Ding originally wanted to give her a lecture, but after taking a look at her, his anger subsided.
"...Oh, come on, kid," she took out two tissues from her bag and gave them to her, feeling a bit amused and helpless, "He's getting stitches, why are you crying?"
Except for the plane crash on the snowy mountain, Su Xia, who had been naked for two lifetimes and had never had a scar, said nothing, lowered her head and wiped her tears with a tissue.
That sounds painful.
The door of the treatment room was not open, so the two sat on the plastic chair at the door for a while.
Next to it was the hot water room, where several nurses who were collecting water were talking in low voices.
"The fat kid who was just brought in kept crying, saying there was a psychopath trying to harm him. He was like he was possessed by something, and he insisted on being moved to the upstairs ward."
"Who are you talking about? The very handsome boy?"
"How can you accuse me like that? His arm was already injured like that. How could I hurt him? I just cleaned the wound. You didn't see how ruthlessly I cut him. I made slashes straight and then crisscrossed. I used the biggest surgical cotton balls, and they were all pink. Half the trash can was filled with them."
"I'm talking about it. I guess she's suffered a lot before. She has too many old scars and her skin is too tight to sew. Now she has to suffer more."
"...He even choked her."
"Right, right, right. That dark circle of fingerprints shows a fatal attack. It almost hit the trachea and artery. Kids these days are really scary. Even the head nurse was called over and quietly asked several times whether to take photos as evidence and call the police. This is not a fight, this is murder..."
"Where is the child from? The county middle school?"
"The teacher's accent doesn't sound right. I guess they're from a high school in a big city organizing this trip."
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Teacher Ding's face turned red and white when he heard this. He glanced at Su Xia's furrowed brows and felt even more uneasy.
This information was originally intended to be kept confidential from students.
She could keep her mouth shut, but she couldn't control the people in the hospital.
I just received a message from a fellow teacher saying that Xu Jiqing's hand had been sewn up, and he had been transferred to the observation room and was lying down, and had just been given an anti-inflammatory drug.
Teacher Ding took a deep breath and turned to Su Xia, "Let's go see him together."
Su Xia didn't ask, wiped her face hurriedly and stood up.
The infusion area was at the end of the corridor. When we were almost at the door, Teacher Ding reminded us, "I'll find a female teacher to accompany you back later. Don't tell anyone about the gossip you just heard."
Su Xia looked inside the door and saw only a blue curtain and no one there.
She pursed her lips and looked up, "I won't say it, but can you not leave?"
She watched the teachers get into the car and leave. Together with the director and five or six other people, almost all of them surrounded Li Rui, while Xu Jiqing, who was obviously more seriously injured, was left alone.
She was afraid that he would be lonely, and even more afraid that those "gossips" would eventually become "gossips" and be wiped away by invisible hands.
Su Xia mustered up her courage and said, "Teacher Ding, you are the person I trust most in school. You will stand on Xu Jiqing's side, right?"
There was a trembling light in the girl's eyes, and she was extremely stubborn.
Teacher Ding was about to say something but stopped when the phone in his palm suddenly vibrated.
She answered the phone, gave two short responses, then resignedly lowered her head and sighed, "I'll go upstairs and take a look. I'll be back later. If you want to stay, you can. Just move a chair and rest. No one will take care of you."
"I have my own professional ethics for today's matter and will handle it accordingly."
Teacher Ding didn't finish his words, but his expression was solemn.
Su Xia felt inexplicably relieved and turned to walk towards the observation room.
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Xu Jiqing actually didn't feel any pain at all.
I didn't feel wronged even though I was left here by the accompanying male teacher.
Going to the hospital when injured was a distant memory from when I was very young. Later, going to the community clinic became commonplace. Later, Lin Yuezhen said that family disgrace should not be made public, and she taught herself how to bandage wounds, and she even stopped going to the clinic.
On the bed on the other side of the curtain was a little boy.
It was probably some respiratory disease that made the family anxious. If the cough was a little more severe, they would run to the door to call the nurse.
With a creak, the ward door opened.
Xu Jiqing thought the nurse was called again, frowned and closed his eyes.
But after a while, the curtain beside him was slightly pulled, and someone called him softly, "Xu Jiqing."
"Xu Jiqing, are you asleep?"
The voice was thin, indulgent and gentle.
There was only one person in the world who would call him that.
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