Chapter 120 Who are you to me?
Yun Qiao didn't respond, so Fang Hui stopped talking. She stood up and politely said to Yun Qiao, "I'm sorry to bother you. I made you listen to a lot of my complaints."
Yun Qiao shook his head: "It doesn't matter."
"I won't bother you anymore. I'll leave first." Fang Hui nodded slightly and left the nurses' station.
She came suddenly and left suddenly, which was very strange and made Yun Qiao feel confused. So he took advantage of the free time and went to He Tingjun's ward.
She went there in a hurry, and when she arrived at He Tingjun's ward, she saw many people standing in the ward.
It seems like he came to express condolences.
Yun Qiao wisely did not go in. Just then, a wounded patient in the next ward called for a nurse, so she hurried over to deal with it.
After dealing with the bleeding problem of the wounded soldier, Yun Qiao strolled over to He Tingjun's ward.
The people who came to offer condolences have left, leaving behind a pile of condolences.
Yun Qiao stood at the open door of the ward and knocked on the door: "Brother He, can I come in?"
"Sure, come in." He Tingjun was leaning against the head of the bed, reading a newspaper.
The ward was still filled with the lingering smell of fish soup. Yun Qiao noticed that there were two thermoses on He Tingjun's bedside. They were the two that Fang Hui had brought over. They were empty. The fish soup had been finished and the thermoses had been cleaned.
Yun Qiao was a little surprised. After all, when Fang Hui came to see her, she told her that He Tingjun would not accept the food she gave him.
"Brother He, have you finished Fang Zhizhi's fish soup?"
He Tingjun raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at her with a pair of black eyes as sharp as an eagle. Instead of answering, he asked, "Yun Qiao, how did you know Fang Hui sent fish soup?"
"She gave me one as a gift, saying it was to thank me for treating her hand wound yesterday. I declined, thinking it was such a small thing and there was no need to accept someone's gift." Yun Qiao continued, "She also wanted me to bring you some fish soup."
He Tingjun asked, "Then why didn't you help her deliver it?"
"This is a matter between you two, why should I get involved? She can go by herself if she wants to."
Yun Qiao said, "Besides, you've already finished drinking it. And she even told me that you wouldn't eat the food she gave you."
A smile flashed across He Tingjun's deep eyes, and he explained to Yun Qiao, "I didn't drink the fish soup. She later gave it to Hui Zhi."
When Hui was mentioned, he raised his hand in agreement: "Yes, I drank it."
Yun Qiao knew about it, and for some reason he felt much more relieved.
She pulled a chair over and sat down beside He Tingjun's bed, then asked him, "Why don't you drink?"
He Tingjun said: "I don't want to drink salty food."
"Brother He, I didn't expect you to be so picky about food." Yun Qiao couldn't help laughing. Seeing oranges in the fruit basket someone had given him, he asked He Tingjun, "Do you eat oranges? I'll peel one for you."
He Tingjun smiled and nodded: "Okay, thank you."
Yun Qiao smiled and said, "It's not a big deal, I'll split it in half when we meet."
The fruit basket had just been delivered and the coldness from outside still lingered on its surface.
The oranges are not very big and their skins are a bit wrinkled, so they are particularly easy to peel.
The trash can was a bit far away, so Yun Qiao temporarily put the peeled orange peel on the bedside table.
He peeled the orange, cut it in half, and handed the larger half to He Tingjun: "Try it and see if it's sweet."
Yun Qiao was afraid of sour food, so he planned to wait for He Tingjun's feedback before eating.
He Tingjun picked half of it, put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully, tasted it, and swallowed it, commenting, "Not bad."
"Let me try it too."
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