Unsurprisingly, when I returned in the afternoon, Ya Ya had already been picked up.
Song Shiting is taking care of the child by himself.
Ruan Qingling picked up Ya Ya and asked Song Shiting what he wanted to eat for dinner.
It's too hot, so I don't really have much of an appetite.
Song Shiting said, "Noodle soup, it's hot, I don't really want to eat it."
But not eating it is not an option.
Ruan Qingling thought it was acceptable.
If you're at home, you can cook for yourself.
But here at the health center, let's just do whatever is convenient for us.
Since Ya Ya started having friends around, her learning ability has improved by leaps and bounds.
When she comes back, she can call out "Mommy" and "Daddy".
Ruan Qingling said with a smile, "As expected, we should send the child abroad. He'll learn so much after studying like this."
Song Shiting felt that sending Ya Ya away would give Ruan Qingling more time to do her own things.
After this period of time, he was also very grateful that Ruan Qingling stopped shouting that she wanted to leave him.
He stopped abusing his daughter.
She could even take care of him in the hospital.
The atmosphere in the ward was nice that night.
Ruan Qingling wanted to teach Ya Ya to read, but there was nothing in the ward, so she could only play with her.
Ya Ya seems to be changing every day.
Besides calling out "Mom" and "Dad," they also smile a lot.
Ruan Qingling needs to do laundry.
However, her hands were not good at washing clothes.
Song Shiting reached out and said, "I'll go wash."
There were Ruan Qingling's own personal clothes inside, how could she let Song Shiting wash them?
She hadn't said anything yet.
However, the basin had already been taken away by Song Shiting.
Fortunately, their ward was the best ward in the entire health center.
Because there is a small cubicle inside, which is just right for washing clothes.
Song Shiting went inside.
Ruan Qingling frowned.
I want him to stay away from water.
But Ya Ya lifted her little feet up, remembering that she wanted her mother to rub her feet.
Inside, Song Shiting got to work quickly and efficiently.
Washing clothes has never been a difficult task for him.
But now...
He was holding a small thing in his hand...
Ears turned bright red...
Ruan Qingling later sewed underwear for herself by hand, specifically using the small amount of fabric to support her two breasts.
It was in his hands.
This was the first time Song Shiting had ever seen anything like it...
The last time I touched Ruan Qingling's body was more than a year ago...
later……
They would never have the chance to sleep together again.
He never even had the chance to appreciate women's lingerie.
But now, Ruan Qingling's fabric is clearly less than others'.
It looks a bit like what beauty pageant contestants in Hong Kong or abroad wear on the beach.
How could she make that kind of thing for herself?
Besides...
He was even more surprised to find a small piece of cloth in the basin.
That small piece of fabric with two big holes.
Isn't that just too suggestive?
One, two.
There is less and less fabric available.
Song Shiting was completely at a loss for what to do.
I squeezed it and rinsed it under clean water.
Later, all I could feel was that the water coming out of the tap was hot, and even this small square meter felt like a fiery mountain emitting heat.
Doing laundry makes me feel like all the blood in my body is boiling.
Ruan Qingling played with Ya Ya for a while, but Song Shiting didn't come out.
Those clothes...
It shouldn't be too hard to wash, right?
Her feet had just been lifted off the hospital bed.
Song Shiting then came out with the basin.
He said, "I'll take it outside to dry."
Ruan Qingling's ears were also hot, and she said, "You can leave them there, I'll go dry them later."
If she goes to dry her clothes herself, she will hang the more private clothes on the side so that no one can see them.
Song Shiting said, "I know where to hang it."
His tall figure went outside.
Ruan Qingling noticed that Song Shiting's ears were as red as a monkey's bottom as she watched him walk very fast.
It's just washing clothes; besides, shouldn't she be the one feeling awkward?
When Song Shiting returned, Ya Ya was already asleep.
Seeing that everything was alright, Ruan Qingling looked at Song Shiting and asked, "Did you aggravate your wound just now?"
Song Shiting shook his head: "No."
Ruan Qingling nodded, turned around and walked out of the ward.
She went to the nurse to borrow a needle and some anti-inflammatory medicine, and returned to the ward.
Song Shiting asked, "Can you handle it yourself?"
Just two blisters.
She sat down and pricked it with a needle. Then she cleaned the water that had flowed out with a cotton swab.
It has been disinfected.
Song Shiting stood beside her, watching her operate the device with one hand.
Until her hand reached for a bottle of medicine powder, she suddenly found nothing.
Ruan Qingling looked up and saw the small basin of medicine powder in Song Shiting's hand.
Her gaze met Song Shiting's.
Song Shiting only looked at Ruan Qingling's nose.
My ears suddenly felt hot for no reason.
"I'll help you."
Ruan Qingling nodded.
Watching Song Shiting clumsily wiping her hands with cotton swabs, she saw him.
It felt like something was rubbing against her heart, tingling and itchy!
Ruan Qingling said, "Just apply some medicinal powder to tighten the skin."
Song Shiting then put the cap back on the bottle.
Ya Ya is already asleep.
Ruan Qingling tidied up and prepared to go to sleep.
Song Shiting glanced at her.
He lowered his eyes and continued reading his novel.
...
Early this morning, Song Shiting told Lao Wu that he wanted to be discharged from the hospital.
Old Wu refused.
Song Shiting said, "The road isn't very far, and we can come back anytime to apply the medicine."
Old Wu: "It's your own body, you're in charge."
Song Shiting insisted on being discharged from the hospital.
Old Wu glanced at him and said quietly, "Isn't it good to live here? Your wife comes here right after class, and I can also help you pick up your daughter. But if you go home, you'll have to do all that yourself."
Song Shiting hesitated for a moment, but after thinking about it, he said, "It's not convenient to cook here."
That's true, after all, at the township level, very few people stay in the hospital for more than three days.
If it lasts for more than three days, it means the condition is very serious and you need to go to a city-level hospital.
"Actually, every advantage has its disadvantages, and every disadvantage has its advantages. Don't just look at one side."
Song Shiting insisted on being discharged from the hospital.
Finally, Old Wu had no choice. "Fine, if you want to be discharged, then be discharged. It's your own body, and you still have a wife and children. You have to think about them."
After saying that, he secretly glanced at Song Shiting.
However, Song Shiting remained calm.
...
The classroom where Ruan Qingling and her classmates had their lessons changed today.
A dozen or so people were divided into two groups and taken to the front for practical training.
Half of the staff stayed in the injection room, specifically to give injections.
The other half went to the emergency room to see how to admit patients.
Ruan Qingling was assigned to the injection room.
Nowadays, when people come to see a doctor, they are usually prescribed intramuscular injections of medication.
Therefore, the patient needs to come to the injection room.
There used to be a woman in the injection room, but she happened to be on leave today.
There aren't many people at the health center, so to fill the vacancy, Old Zeng brought a small team with him.
There were too many people, so Lao Zeng couldn't directly explain the structure in front of the patients; he could only give a presentation using a model.
After saying this, he needed to take another group of students to the emergency room.
"As you just saw, when someone comes, you will take turns going up to give the patient an injection."
Ruan Qingling's lips twitched.
How many patients does the health center receive each day?
With Lao Zeng being so confident, how could they possibly get a turn?
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