The middle-aged man saw that Jiang Xiaohui was a little dazed, and understood that he had just woken up and probably hadn't recovered his mind yet.
He began to babble on about what he knew.
"You were brought here by a young man. He said he saw you injured and unconscious on the road and brought you to the hospital. The doctor checked you this morning and there's nothing serious. You should be fine as long as you wake up."
"Thank you!"
After not speaking for a long time, Jiang Xiaohui's voice became a little hoarse.
The middle-aged man waved his hand, "Being hospitalized is suffering, we are all patients, don't be polite!"
Jiang Xiaohui glanced at the man's plastered leg, then silently reached out and touched his head.
“You’re awake!”
At this moment, the doctor came in with several nurses, walked to Jiang Xiaohui's bed, and looked down at him.
"Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Jiang Xiaohui did not answer the doctor's question, but asked, "How long have I been unconscious?"
"More than five hours." The doctor asked again, "Do you feel any discomfort now?"
Jiang Xiaohui shook his head gently, "Except for a slight headache, I don't feel anything else."
"You need six stitches. If there are no other problems, you can be discharged tomorrow." The doctor looked at Jiang Xiaohui's head wrapped in white gauze and said, "Come to the hospital every three days to change the medicine. Pay attention to the healing of the wound. If you feel uncomfortable, come here in time..."
"Doctor, I want to be discharged now." Jiang Xiaohui interrupted the doctor, "Except for the headache, everything else is fine. There is no need to be hospitalized."
"Okay, then, go home and rest, and don't let the wound come into contact with water." The doctor also explained some precautions that should be taken after discharge from the hospital.
Jiang Xiaohui did not interrupt the doctor this time. He listened carefully and nodded, "I'll remember it!"
The doctor looked at Jiang Xiaohui in surprise. It was rare to have such a cooperative patient.
Qi Qingmei was sitting in the yard eating snacks. When she saw Jiang Xiaohui pushing the door in, she jumped up from her chair in fright.
He said quickly, "These snacks were sent by the principal and two teachers, not by Qi Futian."
Jiang Xiaohui looked at Qi Qingmei with complicated eyes, nodded, and walked into the house.
Only then did Qi Qingmei discover the wound on Jiang Xiaohui's head and followed him in.
"Brother Xiaohui, what happened to your head? How did you get hurt? Is it serious?"
"You asked so many questions at once, which one should I answer?" Jiang Xiaohui opened the wardrobe and saw several white shirts hanging inside, and smiled bitterly.
Qi Qingmei was startled and said embarrassedly, "I was too anxious. How is your injury now?"
"It's nothing serious. I accidentally fell off my bike and just came back from the hospital."
Qi Qingmei felt that there was something wrong with Jiang Xiaohui's attitude. In the past, he was either very cold or very fierce to her, and he was only gentle when doing that.
Why are you so indifferent today?
She wanted to ask Jiang Xiaohui why he lied to the principal about her pregnancy, but after looking at Jiang Xiaohui's expressionless face, she didn't dare to ask.
"You go out, I want to take a nap." Jiang Xiaohui closed the wardrobe door, lay on the kang and closed his eyes.
Qi Qingmei pursed her lips and went out.
When the bedroom door was closed, Jiang Xiaohui slowly opened his eyes.
…
Shen Qinghe was in the late stage of pregnancy and she rarely went out unless it was necessary.
I would cut clothes for a while every day and then walk around the yard.
The stool placed at the foot of the wall had been moved away by Jiang Chunlin, and she was ordered not to lie on the wall next door again.
If you want to watch the fun, you have to wait until she gives birth to the baby.
He Xiuyun doesn't go out except to buy groceries every day, and concentrates on taking care of Shen Qinghe.
When Shen Qinghe was strolling in the yard, he would follow her.
Shen Qinghe walked around the yard twice and slowly sat down in the rocking chair under the tree.
She touched her round belly and suddenly felt a little craving for chili.
She turned around and asked He Xiuyun who was peeling an apple for her, "Mom, do you still have the chili you fried last time? The chili you eat with steamed buns. I want to eat some."
He Xiuyun chuckled, "That's my specialty. It's delicious whether it's with steamed buns or pot cakes. I never make enough, so there's never any leftovers."
He Xiuyun handed the peeled apple to Shen Qinghe, "I'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative now and buy some more string peppers if they have any."
"Okay." Shen Qinghe nodded and slowly bit the apple.
He Xiuyun was worried before leaving, so she went into the house to say hello to Chen Fenxia who was making clothes.
"I'm going out to buy some things. Qinghe is in the yard. Please keep an eye on her."
"Don't worry, Mom, I will pay attention." Chen Fenxia looked up and said.
He Xiuyun nodded and left with the basket of vegetables.
Shen Qinghe felt a little full after eating an apple. She thought that she would have to eat a steamed bun with chili peppers later. If she didn't walk around to digest the food, she would not be able to eat later.
She supported her lower back and walked slowly in circles in the yard.
During this time, Chen Fenxia came out twice to check on Shen Qinghe, and when she saw that Shen Qinghe was fine, she went back to the room to continue making clothes.
Shen Qinghe had just walked to the gate of the courtyard when she heard someone knocking on the door, so she turned around to open it.
I was a little surprised to see Jiang Xiaohui standing at the door.
Since Jiang Xiaohui and Qi Qingmei moved in next door, they haven't met alone.
"What's up?"
"...Qinghe." Jiang Xiaohui looked at Shen Qinghe painfully, with tears in his eyes.
If he hadn't traveled into the book, in reality would he and Shen Qinghe have been admitted to the same university, and then they would have been together naturally.
They will be childhood sweethearts, lifelong lovers, and the envy of everyone around them!
Instead, he is forced to marry Qi Qingmei.
Shen Qinghe was stunned. She saw regret, pain and helplessness in Jiang Xiaohui's eyes.
She asked tentatively, "Do you...have any memories?"
Now it was Jiang Xiaohui's turn to be shocked, "You also traveled into the book?"
Shen Qinghe nodded.
"So that's it!" Jiang Xiaohui suddenly realized.
No wonder Shen Qinghe, who had been chasing after him, suddenly became a different person and actually lived a happy life with Jiang Chunlin wholeheartedly.
Jiang Xiaohui felt heartbroken, "Qinghe, why? Why did we have to go into the book? If not, now we..."
"Even if we didn't enter the book, our relationship would not change." Shen Qinghe looked at Jiang Xiaohui coldly.
"I'm not stupid. How could I not know that you like me? But I never responded to you. It was just a normal interaction between classmates!"
Jiang Xiaohui's body swayed, and his face, which was already pale due to injury, became even paler.
Tears rolled down his eyes and he quickly wiped them away.
Yes, Shen Qinghe is a top student, how could she not understand his thoughts.
He said, what a coincidence, every time he wanted to be alone with her, Qi Qingmei would join in.
The food and drinks he gave her ended up in Qi Qingmei's stomach.
"Student Jiang." Shen Qinghe frowned slightly when she saw Jiang Xiaohui looking like he was about to break in pain.
“This is the first and last time I call you this.
No matter where we are now or what our identities are, we should live a good life! "
Live a good life!
Jiang Xiaohui smiled self-deprecatingly.
He married the village chief's daughter because he wanted to live a good life.
He walked carefully from the village to the county just because he wanted to live a good life.
But looking at it all now, it seems like a joke.
Because the college entrance examination will be resumed at the end of this year.
Why didn't you let him remember the real things earlier? Why did you have to remind him of all this after he married Qi Qingmei?
"Qinghe, can we still be friends like before?"
Jiang Xiaohui came to his senses at this moment. No matter in reality or in the book, Shen Qinghe had never been fond of him. It had always been his wishful thinking.
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