Song Qingming didn't take Ma Rongyao seriously at all. Even though his arm was injured, he managed to pin Ma Rongyao to the ground in no time.
Ma Rongyao was lying on the ground, looking extremely embarrassed. Song Qingming pinned him to the ground with just one arm and he couldn't move.
Ma Rongyao's face rubbed against the pebbles on the ground, feeling both pain and embarrassment. "Song Qingming, I order you to let me go! Otherwise, I'll make you pay for it!"
Song Qingming's eyes were gloomy and his voice was cold. "Ten years ago, a hooligan like you who harassed a girl on the street would be killed first and reported later. Ma Rongyao, I'm warning you one last time. Stay away from Diandian, or I will definitely beat you to death next time."
Ma Rongyao gasped angrily, "Song Qingming, I won't let you go."
Song Qingming curled his lips slightly and said nonchalantly, "Then come over here, I'll be waiting for you."
After saying this.
Song Qingming let go of his hand.
Ma Rongyao quickly got up from the ground, his clothes were full of wrinkles, and his eyes stared at Song Qingming sinisterly.
Song Qingming didn't even look at him and looked at him again.
He hurriedly walked to Diandian and looked her up and down, "Are you okay?"
After all, Song Qingming had an injured arm, and Ma Rongyao was actually not a fool. Song Qingming's face was also injured, and Ma Rongyao had scratched a long cut with his fingernails, which looked shocking.
Diandian's eyes were moist.
"You're hurt."
"You're hurt."
They both spoke at the same time.
A delicate and pleasant voice and a hoarse and dusty voice overlapped together.
Song Qingming immediately shook his head and said, "I'm fine. I'll take you to the hospital to treat the wound on your hand."
He carefully lifted Diandian's hand and looked at the fingers that were almost flipped over. A little blood slowly flowed out from the gaps between the beautiful fingers and had already dried on the fingers.
Song Qingming's throat rolled violently.
He held Diandian's wrist, turned around and walked towards the hospital.
Just took two steps.
Diandian suddenly rushed over from behind and hugged Song Qingming's waist tightly, "Brother Qingming!"
Song Qingming's body suddenly stiffened.
He lowered his eyes to glance at his hands clasped in front of his abdomen.
I couldn't help but reach out and gently hold those small hands, my voice became even hoarse, "Dian Dian."
She choked up and said, "Thank you, Brother Qingming. If you hadn't come, I wouldn't have dared to think..."
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Hospital.
Diandian didn't know why she suddenly hugged Song Qingming just now.
So much so that after the two separated, the atmosphere suddenly became very awkward.
On the way from the military area to the hospital, there was about a person's distance between the two people, and no one spoke.
After arriving at the hospital, the male protagonist took Diandian to find the doctor, "Doctor, look at her hand. Could you please apply some medicine and bandage it? Is there any way to avoid leaving scars? Young girls all love beauty..."
The doctor took a look and said, "It won't leave a scar. The nail will grow back. Come here, I need to trim your broken nail."
Diandian blinked in disbelief.
This sentence already sounds painful.
Sitting there motionless.
The doctor glanced at Song Qingming and urged, "Bring your partner here."
They both: “…”
Diandian still didn't move.
Song Qingming squatted on the ground patiently, looking up at the little girl, "Let's listen to the doctor, okay?"
Diandian looked at his half-broken and bloody finger and said, "I'm afraid of pain."
Song Qingming smiled gently and patted Diandian's knees. "I'll go in with you. If it hurts... just bite my hand."
Diandian was amused by him and said, "Okay, come in with me."
Song Qingming sent Diandian in.
The doctor, who was in his forties or fifties, looked up at the two of them, shook his head, and said with a smile, "You don't listen to the doctor, but you listen to your partner?"
Diandian's little face turned red.
Gradually, even the ears turned red.
What's even weirder is.
Neither of them opened their mouths to explain or clarify.
The doctor put on gloves and used tweezers to treat the wound. Diandian didn't dare to look, but she couldn't control herself.
Seeing that the tip of the tweezers was about to touch her broken finger, Diandian was so scared that she wanted to pull it back.
Song Qingming stood up immediately.
The palm of his hot hand fell on the back of Diandian's head, and he cupped it tightly, burying Diandian's little face in his lower abdomen, preventing her from seeing a doctor to treat the wound.
Diandian raised her other hand and tightly grasped the corner of Song Qingming's clothes, squeezing out wrinkles.
It really hurts...
In the end, it hurt so much that tears came out.
Song Qingming frowned and gently patted her head with his fingers.
The doctor took off his gloves and said, "It's OK. I've bandaged it. Don't let it get wet for the next few days. Come back in three to five days to change the dressing."
Dian Dian nodded with tears in her eyes, "Didn't you say it didn't hurt?"
The doctor smiled and said, "I said it doesn't hurt anymore, but you didn't want me to treat it. If I told you it hurts, wouldn't you be even less willing to let me treat it?"
Diandian: “…”
Song Qingming took Diandian back to the ward.
As soon as I opened the door of the ward, I saw Nurse Xiao Liu.
Nurse Xiao Liu turned her head with a smile on her face, only to see two people coming in together. Her smile faded a little, "You two siblings have such a good relationship. Squad Leader Song, I brought you some oranges."
Song Qingming immediately said, "I don't eat oranges. Take them and share them with your colleagues."
Nurse Xiao Liu shook her head. "This orange is really sweet, Squad Leader Song. You'll know when you try it. I'm going to work now. If you need anything, just call me."
Diandian sat down beside the bed. Her throat was a little sore from crying and shouting. "I want to eat oranges."
Song Qingming immediately picked up the orange and said, "I'll peel it for you."
Diandian looked at Song Qingming, then looked at herself, "We both only have one hand that can move, let's cooperate."
Finished.
Diandian snatched the orange from Song Qingming's hand and held it in her hand, "You peel it. Orange juice will get into your nails and make them yellow, which is not good-looking!"
Song Qingming worked tirelessly with Diandian to peel an orange. Diandian ate a slice and said, "It's really sweet. Come and try it too!"
The little girl broke off another small petal and put it to Song Qingming's mouth. Her eyes were shining, probably because she was eating a delicious orange.
Song Qingming felt soft in his heart when he saw this.
Song Qingming opened his mouth.
He took a bite of the orange and said, "Hmm, it's sweet."
Diandian ate the whole orange in just a few bites. "I'll eat another one! I'll buy you a replacement tomorrow!"
After a while of picking among the four remaining oranges, he said, "Eat this small one!"
Diandian just picked it up.
The orange suddenly split open by itself.
A small ball of paper fell out of the orange.
Diandian bent down curiously to pick it up, "Why is there a piece of paper stuffed in it?"
Finished.
Diandian seemed to realize something and immediately stuffed the piece of paper to Song Qingming, blushing and saying, "This... this should be a love letter from Nurse Xiao Liu to you! Take your time to read it. I'm leaving now."
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