Chapter 4: Where’s the promised fortune? ! ! ! …
"Maybe the office window wasn't closed properly last night?"
"I checked before I left, and everything else was fine. Only the ward information sheet was wet."
"That's really strange."
When she woke up the next day, sunlight streamed into the ward through the window. Chang Xile opened her eyes under the natural light. It was a rare moment of restful sleep for her.
However, there seemed to be someone whispering outside the ward.
Chang Xile threw off the quilt and got out of bed. When he opened the door of the ward, he saw Nurse Xu, who had taken care of him last night, discussing something with another nurse, Zhang.
Nurse Xu smiled and greeted Chang Xile, "You got up early today and look well. I'll take your temperature later."
Chang Xile nodded obediently. They say a good night's sleep can cure all ailments. After waking up from this night's sleep, she felt almost fully recovered. However, something else caught her attention the most at the moment.
She looked at Nurse Xu and saw that the folder she was holding was soaked by the rain, making the words completely indistinct. This ward information sheet was for nurses to quickly review the patient's basic information and latest status, which made Nurse Xu unsure about some patients' conditions.
They must have been discussing this matter just now.
"There should be a backup of the information on the computer. Go check it out." Nurse Zhang patted Nurse Xu on the shoulder and reassured her, "It's a minor problem. It's okay."
"That's not the strangest thing." Nurse Xu shook her head and added, "When I was making rounds, I found that many of the bed cards were missing."
"Well, some patients think it exposes their privacy and will remove it themselves. It's normal." Nurse Zhang sighed, thinking it was no big deal. "Okay, I have something else to do. You go ahead."
"Okay." Nurse Xu nodded, but after Nurse Zhang left, she was still thoughtful and murmured, "But why did it happen last night?"
She turned around and noticed that Chang Xile had been waiting for her for a while. Then she came to her senses and said with a frown, "Shall I take your temperature first?"
Chang Xile's physical condition has recovered very well.
After she has a few more tests and everything is fine, she can pack up and prepare to be discharged from the hospital.
She happily packed her luggage, sat on the sofa, swinging her legs from time to time, and announced in the dormitory group with her mobile phone.
(＾ｖ＾): [Please pay attention!]
(＾v＾) :[Concubine Xi returns to the palace——]
Xiao Ai: [Isn't that His Majesty? How did you become a concubine again?]
Ren Qing: [This is not the point]
(Ren Qing patted her (＾v＾) and praised her for being cute)
Ren Qing: [Can you be discharged from the hospital now?]
(＾ｖ＾): [That's right! Smart Ren Mei~]
Ren Qing: [Ok, we'll come pick you up.]
Xiao Ai: [Welcome Concubine Xi back to the palace——]
(＾ｖ＾): [Love you guys!]
At this time, the fourth roommate Yang Guisi, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly popped up.
Wang Gui: [I have something to do, so I won’t be here]
The group fell into silence.
Yang Guisi had been quiet since military training and preferred to be alone, so Chang Xile and the others had never been very familiar with her. Therefore, when Chang Xile came to pick her up, Yang Guisi was not included in the sentence.
Chang Xile scratched his head, sent a cute "received" emoticon, and put down his phone.
Anyway, it's great to be discharged! If she stays in this little room any longer, she'll start to grow mushrooms!
By the time Ren Qing and Fang Xinai arrived at the hospital, Chang Xile had almost finished her discharge paperwork. She didn't have much stuff here; it was just a small suitcase—something Ren Qing and the others had packed for her based on the information Chang Xile had written.
As Chang Xile walked back from the nurses' desk, she spotted two striking figures in the hallway from afar. Ren Qing had a long braid that slanted down her left shoulder. She wore a beige dress and held a bouquet of blooming sunflowers. Leaning bonelessly against Ren Qing's shoulder was Fang Xinai. She had long, wavy hair, wore a tight-fitting top and shorts, and was happily eating a lollipop.
As soon as Fang Xinai saw Chang Xile, she waved her arms excitedly and ran forward to hug her. This hug was so strong that Chang Xile was a little breathless after a while. She couldn't help but pat her shoulder and said, "Ahem...Xiao Ai, it's okay."
Fang Xinai finally let go of her hand. She looked Chang Xile up and down several times, sighing a few times, "Poor little girl, you've become so thin. Are you too sick to eat?"
Chang Xile had been wearing a hospital gown these past few days and hadn't brought much of her own clothes. She chose an oversized short-sleeved shirt and black shorts. Both the top and the bottom were baggy, making her arms and legs look thin and slender, a bit too thin.
Fang Xingai shook his head in pain and simply took Chang Xile's suitcase with one hand. Ren Qing gave up on handing over the flowers and asked suspiciously, "Can you still hold the flowers?"
"Wow, it's mainly because the food in the hospital isn't very good." Chang Xile wiped away the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes and said with emotion, "I'll treat you to lunch at noon!"
The meals provided by the hospital to patients are mainly nutritious and light, but Chang Xile likes strong flavors. She has been eating so much these days that her mouth is almost bland.
The three of them were discussing what to eat for lunch and were about to leave when they heard the door of the ward across from them creak open a little. A little girl, somewhat shyly hiding behind the door, peeked out.
"Jia Jia." Chang Xile recognized who it was and called her, and only then did Xu Wanjia come out.
She looked at the suitcase beside Fang Xinai and asked with a pout, "Sister, are you leaving?"
Chang Xile squatted down to look her in the eye and said patiently, "Well, my sister has recovered and is about to be discharged from the hospital. The paper cranes Jiajia gave her are very useful!"
Xu Wanjia forced a smile and tilted her head to ask, "Are you coming back?"
Chang Xile shook his head.
The little girl's eyes immediately turned red as if by magic, and she hugged Chang Xile tightly.
"Oh, don't cry." Chang Xile hated to see the cute little girl cry. She took out a tissue from her pocket and wiped Xu Wanjia's tears. After thinking for a moment, she took a pen from her bag and wrote a string of numbers on a napkin and handed it to Xu Wanjia, "I'll give you my phone number. If you miss me, just ask mom to call me, okay?"
Xu Wanjia nodded, tears still streaming down her face, but she finally stopped trying to stop her from leaving. She watched Chang Xile and the others leave and put the tissue away, fearing it would get soaked and ruined by her tears.
"Are we friends regardless of age difference now, sister?" Fang Xinai was still joking, and felt that Chang Xile, who had just shown her gentle side, was quite novel.
"Children are forgetful. If you don't coax her, she'll be fine in a few days," Ren Qing said calmly. She had always valued privacy and would never do something like Chang Xile did, casually giving out her phone number.
"Although children tend to forget things quickly, the sadness they felt at that moment was real." Chang Xile smiled, walked side by side with them with his hands behind his back, and said seriously, "At this moment, it is extremely important to leave them with a memory."
Just like the day she parted with her best friend as a child.
Even though I'm no longer sad about it, the tears I shed for several days when I realized that they would never meet again were real.
Ms. Chang Xile believes in not making cute little girls cry.
Therefore, it is the responsibility of adults to protect children's innocence!
Chang Xile clenched his fists with satisfaction.
"By the way, didn't your boyfriend come to pick you up?" Fang Xinai always spoke incoherently. When she saw a couple walking out of the hospital hand in hand, she immediately thought of the only single lady in the dormitory.
Chang Xile spoke frankly: "I always feel that I might not have a boyfriend anymore."
"So soon?" Fang Xinai asked in surprise, "Haven't you been together for less than a month?"
"As expected, a relationship that starts with looks will ultimately be ruined by character!" Chang Xile said indignantly, "He hasn't come to see me or spoken to me since I got sick! Even the girl from the next-door major who I only worked with in a group once at least sent me a message to show her concern."
Ren Qing looked at her with some confusion and asked, "What are you talking about? On the day you were sick, it was your boyfriend who carried you here."
"Yes, he looked very anxious and stayed to accompany me that night." Fang Xinai nodded, indicating that what Ren Qing said was true.
"Huh?" Chang Xile's face was filled with surprise. She had been vomiting profusely that day and was half-conscious. She only remembered being carried into the hospital on someone's back. She had thought it was someone like a counselor who was carrying her.
"Didn't he come again later?" Fang Xinai blinked. They thought Chang Xile's boyfriend would stay here to take care of her, so they were busy with classes these days and didn't come to the hospital to visit her again.
Chang Xile shook his head.
She was in the hospital these days, and the only one who came to visit her was her aunt.
…
Oh, if I must mention it, there is also the kitten who comes for secret visits from time to time.
Originally, Chang Xile had planned to catch the "thief" who took the purse without asking and teach him a lesson, but when he thought about the most difficult night when the kitten quietly returned the purse, he was no longer angry.
It’s a pity that I didn’t have the chance to say goodbye, and I don’t know if I will have the chance to see you again in the future.
At this point, Chang Xile remembered something and took out the purple purse he always carried with him. He smiled mysteriously and announced, "Hehe, my friends, I have made a great decision."
"What decision?" Ren Qing and Fang Xinai asked in unison.
…
“How could this happen?!”
On the fourth floor of the mall, three girls sat at a table next to the lottery ticket counter. The girl with short hair looked pale. She held a coin in her hand, her eyes fixed on the crumb-covered paper in front of her. Her face seemed to have turned even paler by the second.
Fang Xinai, who was participating nearby, also wailed: "I bought twenty and won twenty, isn't that the same as not buying anything?"
Chang Xile gave her a resentful look, looking at her lottery tickets with dismay. She had bought three lottery tickets in a row, but hadn't earned a cent!
Ren Qing, who was standing by, dusted off the crumbs on his hands, then calmly stood up to claim his prize. Before leaving, he said, "Lunch is on me."
She won two hundred.
The two men watched her back, one with admiration, the other with even more resentment: "...How could this happen?"
Fang Xinai patted Chang Xile's shoulder heavily and consoled her, "You've been so unlucky lately, yet you still mustered up the courage to buy lottery tickets. I really admire you, my friend."
Chang Xile held the purse, nearly wrinkling the fabric. She stared at the pattern on the cloth, almost wanting to see through it. She said frantically, "My aunt said this brings wealth! It shouldn't be like this..."
On a distant mountain, a Taoist nun who was meditating on a huge rock suddenly sneezed.
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