"Third Brother, have you been in contact with Wangjiazu lately?"
Bai Jiaojiao thought of Wang Qiumei and wanted to tease Bai Shibao so he wouldn't be too bored lying in bed.
Bai Shibao's voice was practically steaming: "Of course I won't contact her! I know you all say I'm stupid, but even if I'm stupid, I can't let her ruin our family."
After Bai Shibao left home, Wang Qiumei went to Shili Village to look for him several times, but Bai Shiqing scolded her and drove her away each time. She didn't know anyone in Shili Village, so it's still uncertain whether she knows that Bai Shibao went to join the army.
Bai Shibao was initially bewitched and was sad for several days in the army. However, thinking that his family had harmed him, he had to cut off even the closest relatives to him.
Moreover, he's now in a relationship, so it's even less likely he'd date someone else. Having affairs is a matter of personal conduct!
“I didn’t say you were stupid, it was our dad and sister who said it.”
"You've already tacitly agreed to it."
Bai Shibao's eloquence improved during his year in the military.
Seeing that he seemed to be in a good mood, and after reviewing Bai Shibao's medical records, Bai Jiaojiao felt relieved. She sat in the ward for a while, figuring she would be home by dark, and left around four o'clock.
"Third Brother, I'll come again tomorrow. If you need anything, just have the nurses at the hospital call our school. This is my advisor's office number; he'll let me know."
Bai Jiaojiao left a note with Ji Guizhang's phone number and put it in the drawer next to Bai Shibao's hospital bed.
"You don't need to come every day. Be careful, young lady."
"This place is different from our home; there are many more people here, so nothing can happen. Okay, I'm leaving now."
As soon as Bai Jiaojiao stood up, her fellow patient couldn't help but speak up: "Hey, young lady, could you please bring me some fruit next time you come? Anything is fine, I love it. I'll give you the change."
The hospital's meals are actually quite good; there's fruit served every morning, but not much.
This person looks like a foodie, but it's not convenient for him to buy food right now. The whole ward is full of seriously injured people, and there are no family members around.
He's so hungry he's getting a sore throat from wanting to eat fruit.
"Okay, Uncle, can I bring you a bag of apples tomorrow?"
"Sure, sure! Thank you, young lady! Come here, I'll give you your change."
With this beginning, everyone wanted to ask Bai Jiaojiao to bring them something.
"Could you get me a bowl of oil-splashed noodles from a restaurant? With chili peppers, please? This bland, watery soup is making me pale."
Afraid of scaring Bai Jiaojiao, this person made a point of being more civilized.
"I wouldn't dare bring you anything extra spicy. Although Western medicine doesn't emphasize this, we should still listen to the wisdom of our ancestors."
Bai Jiaojiao didn't know what kind of injury this person had suffered, but she certainly wouldn't dare to give him anything to eat.
"Hey, then it can be without chili, but dumplings, bring me a serving of dumplings!"
"Then I want dumplings too!"
As soon as they heard that they were going to buy dumplings, all the patients' cravings kicked in.
Nothing tastes better than dumplings. Even if you are taken care of very carefully in the hospital, you can only drink some noodles and rice porridge at most, and usually just steamed buns.
"Okay, just tell me how many you want, and I'll remember to buy them for everyone. If you have any dietary restrictions, please let me know. But let me make this clear first: I can't say what kind of dumplings you want; it depends on what the restaurant offers. Once I buy them, you can't refuse them, okay?"
These people are not picky eaters: "Any filling will do, as long as it's wrapped in a dumpling wrapper!"
After one person finished speaking, the others laughed.
These soldiers were all wounded while protecting their country. It wasn't easy for them, and Bai Jiaojiao was happy to run errands for them.
Bai Jiaojiao wrote down the weight each person wanted, and then calculated the price for everyone based on the pork and cabbage dumplings that were most commonly served at the restaurants near Yanda University. She would refund any overpayment or charge any underpayment later.
Poor Bai Shibao, he still can't eat. Hearing these people talking about eating dumplings made him realize he was hungry, and he kept swallowing his saliva.
Bai Jiaojiao said goodbye to Bai Shibao and left. She reorganized her schedule and tried to set aside three to four hours each day to visit Bai Shibao at the hospital.
The next day at noon, after class, she went to Ji Guizhang's office to ask for leave, saying that she wouldn't be coming to the lab for a while. She also told Guan Shengping that her previous experimental arrangements would have to be postponed.
She bought pork and cabbage dumplings and a bag of apples, put them in the bicycle basket, and took them to the hospital.
The roads in Yancheng are well-connected and well-maintained, so it was convenient for Bai Jiaojiao, who was used to riding a bicycle.
When she returned to the hospital for the second time, no one checked on her. Bai Jiaojiao went to Bai Shibao's ward on the second floor with ease.
"But you're here! I told you you had to come at noon, you've been saving your stomach."
Before Bai Jiaojiao even stepped into the ward, she heard someone say something.
"Old Zhang, I see you've eaten your fill, how can you possibly eat any more dumplings?"
"I'd like to save them for dinner, so what?! Young lady, could you please put the dumplings near this stove to keep them warm? I'll eat them tonight!"
Bai Jiaojiao opened the insulated box and divided the dumplings into their own lunchboxes. After finishing everything, she washed an apple for the uncle next to Bai Shibao.
"Thank you so much, young lady. The apples supplied by the hospital are all cut in half, and they're all yellow by the time they get to me. I'd rather just hold one and eat it fresh!"
The uncle had one leg in a sling, but the rest of his body was lively and energetic; he was the most energetic person in the entire ward.
There were four people who asked her to buy dumplings, and another one, like Bai Shibao, couldn't eat on his own.
"Third Brother, how are you feeling today? How many IV drips have you had?"
"I've been taking taxis since this morning, four or five times already, I've lost count. Girl, I'm starving too."
Bai Jiaojiao poured Bai Shibao a glass of water from the thermos: "When to eat is up to the doctor."
"This morning I had a bowl of millet porridge. It was cooked so thickly, like a bitter meal, that it was all over my stomach. It was cooked so thickly that it tasted like cold water." Bai Shibao smelled the aroma of dumplings in the air, and his stomach started rumbling.
He only had superficial injuries and his digestive system was fine; he was just in excruciating pain.
"Just bear with it a little longer. I'll ask you when you can eat, and I'll make you some pigeon soup to help you recover."
Bai Jiaojiao had seen pigeons for sale before, so she went to check them out after class tonight, bought some, and brought them back early to feed them before slaughtering them for Bai Shibao.
"No need to go to so much trouble for you. Just buy me half a pound of dumplings later."
Upon hearing Bai Shibao's words, his fellow patient said, "We also had to lie in bed for several days before we could get a decent meal. You're in for a tough time."
Bai Jiaojiao smiled at Bai Shibao: "It's okay, brother. The hospital won't let you starve to death."
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