"Auntie, please wait a moment. I'll go squeeze apple juice first, and then squeeze mango juice for you."
After Mu Wu finished speaking, he picked up the tray, selected a few apples and mangoes, and walked towards the bathroom in the ward.
"Ziquan, your two bodyguards are really interesting. Why didn't I notice them before?"
"This idiot actually squeezes apple juice first, but doesn't even peel the mango and squeeze a glass for you." Mu Ziquan said to Gu Jiaojiao embarrassedly.
"He's doing very well. Actually, I don't have the habit of eating in the middle of the night. I'm just sitting here and having a drink with you guys out of boredom."
Gu Jiaojiao said nonchalantly, chatting with them casually.
She preferred sleeping to drinking juice, but Xia Qiu Ming suddenly had a high fever that wouldn't go away, which scared everyone, so she had to stay.
"Young Master, I want you to drink a cup of malted milk to replenish your energy first." Mu Shan handed the malted milk of suitable temperature to Mu Ziquan.
"Yes, eat more supplements, the wound will heal faster." Seeing that Mu Ziquan was hesitant and didn't want to drink, Gu Jiaojiao urged him.
"Your name is Mu Shan, right? Have a glass of juice later and then help me push the motorcycle to the hospital entrance."
"Aunt, I rode your motorcycle back yesterday afternoon, and it's still in the Mu family's yard." Mu Shan said in a low voice.
"Go outside and call Mu Qing to come home, and ride my motorcycle over here." Mu Ziquan ordered.
Soon, Mu Wu brought three glasses of apple juice and two glasses of mango juice, and put the tray in his hand on the table.
He immediately picked up the apple juice and handed it to Xia Qiuming, Mu Ziquan and Mu Shan, "Mu Shan, drink it quickly and get to work."
"Thank you." Mu Shan didn't think too much about it. He took the juice and drank it in two gulps.
"Please enjoy your meal, ma'am." Mu Wu handed a glass of mango juice to Gu Jiaojiao and said respectfully.
"Thank you. It turns out you also like to drink mango juice!" Gu Jiaojiao said as she took the cup handed over by Mu Wu.
Mu Shan saw a glass of mango juice on the tray. "Okay, Mu Wu, I didn't expect you to be so scheming. You actually drink mango juice with me."
"Really? I never realized he was so scheming." Xia Qiu Ming exclaimed.
"I like mango juice too. If you like it, you can tell me and I'll make a few more cups for you." Mu Wu said embarrassedly.
Seeing his master looking at him unkindly, he asked, "Master, would you like some mango juice?"
Mu Ziquan was about to nod when he heard Gu Jiaojiao say, "It would be fine for him to drink apple juice. Although mango has higher nutritional value than apple.
However, apples are rich in carbohydrates, vitamin E and other nutrients, which are most suitable for patients."
So Mu Ziquan immediately changed his tone: "I'll just drink apple juice. Wait two days and squeeze mango juice for me."
Gu Jiaojiao smiled happily when she heard Mu Ziquan's sensible words. Her smile had the power to warm people's hearts.
It was so beautiful that it even eclipsed the scenery outside the window. She was also wearing a white cotton T-shirt and blue-white jeans.
With her black hair tied casually behind her head, she looks energetic and vibrant, and appears to be only sixteen or seventeen years old.
"Master, if I had brought a camera with me, I would have taken a picture of your smile and left it to my descendants to see how beautiful their master was."
Xia Qiu Ming sighed from the bottom of his heart that such a young girl had such superb medical skills.
Gu Jiaojiao smiled and said, "When you guys get better, let's go out for some fun and take some photos. There's no scenery to serve as a background in this ward."
Mu Ziquan felt that the scenery was not as beautiful as hers, so he couldn't help but say: "My aunt, you are wrong.
Taking pictures is just for keeping a souvenir, it doesn’t matter whether there is a background or not.
No matter the sad past or the lingering love, no matter the turbulent years or the rolling red dust, those still smiling faces and amazing moments.
They all seem to be immersed in those yellowed photos, each of which is a vivid story and a beautiful legend.
"Oh my God, I didn't expect that Ziquan, this rough man, could speak so eloquently?" Xia Qiuming was surprised.
"Professor Xia, don't underestimate the soldiers. They can be strong men, or they can be artistic young men.
Ziquan is absolutely right. There are always so many ups and downs in the past.
Just like those celebrities, they love to film their most beautiful selves into photo albums to be passed down through the ages.
But not everyone can become a legend, and not everyone can attract enough attention from others.
So we can take our own photos and make albums to leave to our descendants when they grow up.
They will savor the tastes of their grandparents in some old photos, and our every move will move them like a shooting star across the starry sky."
What Gu Jiaojiao said was so touching. In her previous life, she relied on the many photos left by her mother to accompany her throughout her growth.
Accompanying her through her ignorant student days and boring working hours.
Gu Jiaojiao's words really touched Mu Ziquan's heart.
He survived the most difficult years by relying on those yellowed old photos of his parents.
Could it be that she has also experienced the departure of a loved one? !
"I just want to tell you that life is truly amazing. You never know which will come first, tomorrow or an accident, so you must live in the present and cherish the people around you."
"Yes, what my aunt said is right. We should cherish the people in front of us. No matter how good yesterday was, we should not be nostalgic. Tomorrow is still long, so don't fantasize about it."
Gu Jiaojiao chatted with the two patients and was not very sleepy. She raised her wrist and glanced at it. It was almost five in the morning.
"Let me take your temperature again. If you don't have a fever, I'll go home. I have classes today, Monday."
"Young Master, Mu Qing has parked my motorcycle in front of the hospital entrance." Mu Shan came in and said softly.
"Neither of you has a fever. You two can get some sleep first. I'm going home. I have classes today, Monday."
"Master, I'll ask for a day off for you..." Xia Qiuming was interrupted by Gu Jiaojiao before he could finish his words.
"No need. I can sleep in during class later."
"Auntie, why don't you let Mu Shan drive you back?"
"I'll just ride the motorcycle. There's no need to alarm others. I don't want to put on makeup anymore. Mu Shan will take me out through the small door."
"Mu Shan, please send me to the door." Mu Ziquan waited until Gu Jiaojiao finished speaking before instructing Mu Shan.
"Okay." Mu Shan opened the door of the ward after he finished speaking. Gu Jiaojiao saw that there were many people guarding outside, and they had to conduct strict inspections before entering the ward.
She keenly noticed that there were many people guarding the hospital, making it difficult to enter, but no one questioned them when they left.
Maybe it was because Mu Shan was by her side, Mu Shan took Gu Jiaojiao to the back door as if he was familiar with the way.
Gu Jiaojiao saw her motorcycle parked to the side. She waved goodbye to Mu Shan, got on the motorcycle and left.
The morning breeze blew her long hair into the air. Mu Shan looked at her back, and she was so graceful.
No wonder their young master said he wanted to take a photo!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
