Wei Chunyan's smile and tone were extremely gentle.
She was so gentle that she didn't look like a nurse, but more like a nanny who was patiently coaxing a baby.
Jiang Jun caught a glimpse of Chen Yuanwu staring at the wound on the back of her hand from the corner of her eye, and immediately realized that she was the one who benefited from this gentleness.
She looked up at Wei Chunyan, her hair neatly wrapped in a nurse's cap, a smile on her oval face, curved eyebrows and eyes, and rosy lips. She looked like she was full of spring!
Somehow, Jiang Jun suddenly felt guilty. If Chen Yuanwu hadn't been standing beside her, she really wanted to touch her hair. She had been in a hurry to get the injection and seemed to have forgotten to comb her hair. After a while of quarreling with Zhang Xiuying, her hair must be a little messy.
The big scarf hanging around her neck was the same sister-in-law brand scarf that He Xiangdong had made fun of. It matched the half-worn plaid coat, the tacky wide-leg pants, and the black cloth shoes that had turned white. She looked really tacky.
And her face. She would cry uncontrollably when she got excited. She didn't wipe her face just now, so there must be tear marks!
Wei Chunyan put down the syringe in her hand: "Xiaojun, please sit for a while. I'll put the IV on and give you the injection. Your face is so red, don't let it cause a fever."
"Oh, thank you Sister Chunyan!" Jiang Jun responded softly, only then realizing that his face was burning. He gritted his teeth and sat down on the stool against the wall.
She lowered her head and stared at the back of her hand. The blood beads at the wound had coagulated into a large, glaring stain. The bruise became more and more obvious, bulging high, and her little hand looked deformed.
Wei Chunyan prepared the medicine, walked into the inner room, and spoke softly: "Auntie Ye, your blood pressure is a little high. The drip is using saline. The weather is cold, and the drip is a little cold. Just bear with it, and you will be fine soon."
It turned out that the person waiting for the IV drip inside was Ye Qingyin.
Jiang Jun quickly looked up at Chen Yuanwu.
Chen Yuanwu was also staring at her. When he saw her look up, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a faint smile.
Jiang Jun's face turned red again. Chen Yuanwu saw her in such a disheveled and old-fashioned state, which made her feel very uncomfortable. She grinned back, then quickly lowered her head, wishing she could disappear on the spot.
There was silence in the clinic.
Wei Chunyan came out: "Xiaojun, come and sit here. I'll clean your wound."
As the ice-cold saline solution washed the wound, Jiang Jun could no longer keep a straight face. First, he frowned in pain, and then the biting cold passed through the back of his hand to his back. He couldn't help but gasp softly one after another.
Wei Chunyan said softly: "I will wash you gently, it won't hurt~"
In order to show her gentleness and delicacy, Wei Chunyan used a whole bottle of saline solution on Jiang Yun.
Jiang Jun felt that if she continued washing, she would catch a cold just by washing the back of her hands. She even started to have a runny nose!
Ye Qingyin's voice came at the right time: "Xiao Wei, this needle is too cold, please pull it out for me, I can't stand it, I feel dizzy."
"Here! I'll be right there!" Wei Chunyan stood up hastily, smiled, and whispered to Jiang Jun, "Wait a moment!"
In less than a moment, Ye Qingyin's voice came out again: "Xiao Wu, come and help me."
Chen Yuanwu strode in.
Wei Chunyan quickly went to the medicine cabinet to get the medicine and pack it.
After a while, Chen Yuanwu came out supporting Ye Qingyin.
Ye Qingyin glanced at Jiang Yun, who was looking down, and frowned slightly. She turned to Wei Chunyan and said, "Xiao Wei, we can't keep giving you IV drips in this weather. It's too uncomfortable, and I'm getting cold all over my back."
Wei Chunyan smiled and replied, "Okay, Aunt Ye, I've got three days' worth of oral medication for you. Please take it on time when you get home."
Ye Qingyin turned back and looked at Jiang Yun, who was huddled up in a ball. His outstretched wrist looked so thin that it looked like it would break if bent. She couldn't help but ask, "Whose child is this? He's so cold, even though it's so cold, he doesn't wear more clothes! Did he get this on his hand while playing outside?"
Jiang Jun's hand shrank, and he had no choice but to raise his head, looking up at Ye Qingyin, and greeted her softly: "Hello, Aunt Ye! My father is Jiang Yonghua from the Confidential Affairs Department."
Ye Qingyin snorted, "Is it Section Chief Jiang's child? They really look alike!"
Jiang Jun didn't know if it was because she was looking up at her, but she felt that she saw disgust on Ye Qingyin's face. She knew that Ye Qingyin didn't want to say a word to a small person like her, so she said these polite words to cool down the atmosphere without showing it clearly.
Ye Qingyin watched Chen Yuanwu take the medicine bag and slowly walked out: "Xiao Wu, hurry up, you go and do your work, I will walk back slowly by myself."
"Goodbye, Auntie Ye!" Wei Chunyan attentively escorted them out the door, the smile on her face not leaving even after she entered the clinic. "Come here, Xiaojun. I'll give you some medicine first, and then give you an injection."
Jiang Jun felt cold and painful, and his arms felt numb. "No more IV drips!"
Wei Chunyan laughed out loud: "Auntie Ye is weak and afraid of the cold. What are you, a middle school student, afraid of?" Whenever she saw Jiang Jun, Wei Chunyan felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. She didn't hide anything and talked freely like a bean. "That guy just now was Auntie Ye's eldest son. He was on his way to the division headquarters today and passed by here. He happened to see Auntie Ye out for a doctor's visit, so he came in and sat for a while."
Jiang Jun didn't respond, but just nodded slightly.
Wei Chunyan smiled and said, "Looks good, doesn't it? Looks like Yang Xiaodong, doesn't it?"
Jiang Jun was stunned for a moment. It was true. She would have forgotten it if she hadn't mentioned it.
Wei Chunyan still has some regrets: "He never smiles. He has a stern face all day long, just like Chen Yihao. I feel a little scared of him."
Afraid of him? Afraid of Chen Yuanwu?
Jiang Jun's brain was a little short-circuited. The smile she just saw when Chen Yuanwu greeted her was an illusion?
No, no, when they were giving extra lessons in the small conference room, Chen Yuanwu was smiling at her.
And there was Commander Chen, who was very kind, talked to her, and even picked food for her!
Could it be that the person Wei Chunyan was talking about was not the same person she was thinking of?
No, no, her brain was not enough. The wound must be infected: "Sister Chunyan, please give me an injection. Please prescribe more anti-inflammatory medicine for me later. I am going back to my grandmother's house. I will take a few pills with me on the way just in case."
Wei Chunyan was in a good mood. She almost hummed a song while giving Jiang Yun an injection and taking medicine.
Jiang Jun returned home with a small medicine bag containing seven days' worth of medicine. His first action was to run into the house and look at his reflection in the mirror. He discovered with sadness that He Xiangdong's description was correct!
Thinking of Wei Chunyan's neat and clean nurse outfit, Jiang Jun is truly an ordinary citizen.
There is no harm without comparison!
Jiang Jun was depressed for a while, then straightened up: I am a young teacher, and this is already much better than Teacher Cao!
She calmed herself down, packed up the cloth samples, rolled up her small bag, and went to find He Xiangdong again.
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