Chapter 697

"He said Song Qingcheng points to Ji Zhengting.

"Where did it hurt? Take off the clothes from the injured part yourself. " While talking, the nurse took out the cotton swab and alcohol gauze.

"Go outside. Go to bed early and don't run around. " The last two sentences are from Song Qingcheng on the bed. It's an advice and a warning.

Song Qingcheng nodded obediently.

She knew that he certainly didn't want to see his injury. So, it must be serious, right?

Ji Zhengting and the nurse leave for a while, song Qingcheng lifts the quilt and gets out of bed. After walking out of the ward, I saw the nurse who was treating Ji Zhengting's injury next door.

Because Ji Zhengting injured his back, the nurse just blocked his back when cleaning, so she couldn't see it.

"Who's so vicious to beat you like this?"

She stood for a moment, only to hear such a sentence from the nurse. It's normal not to wait for a man to reply. He never likes to talk, and he can't talk about such things.

But the nurse was obviously a talkative elder sister, and continued to say to herself, "your injury, thanks to the timely treatment, otherwise it would be inflamed. I tell you, if it's really inflamed, it's going to be trouble. "

"I don't know what these people think? How can you lay such a heavy hand. Look, it hurt my muscles and bones. How painful it was at that time. "

"It's not a latte, is it? It's cruel that all the pieces of meat are battered. "

Song Qingcheng stood at the door for a while, only to hear the nurse talking alone, but the man didn't say a word. She couldn't see the condition of his injury, but she also learned about it from the nurse.

It must be that the injury is not light, otherwise the well-informed nurses will not exaggerate to say that it is serious. And the stepmother also said that he had been lying at home for several days and had a fever.

She had planned to go back to the ward, but the voice of the nurse came back.

"Don't move. I'll get you some medicine to apply on it. It's better than that. Otherwise, you won't be hurt for ten days and a half months. However, after taking the medicine, you can't get water for three days. But now you are like this, even if you don't take medicine, you can't get water. If you get water, you will be infected immediately. "

When the nurse went to get the medicine, song Qingcheng saw the shocking wound on his back. She exclaimed, covering her mouth for fear that she would be found inside.

Although a few days have passed, but his back is still a bloody look. Some of the blackened wounds scab, but most of them are bloody and have just been treated.

The wound is not one or two, nor one or two, but on the whole back.

Almost no longer looking at her second eye, she ran back to her ward. There is a layer of mist in the eyes, blurring everything in front of us, but not the shocking scar.

No wonder I burned for a few days and fell asleep for a few days. I'm so lucky that I didn't die for such a serious injury?!

And what about her?

When he was suffering, she was still blaming him and hating him. In a rage, she went to get a license from others and tried to revenge him

Fortunately, he had kept his hand long ago, otherwise, they would have missed it.

Now think about their impulsive and irrational behavior, it is too stupid, too ridiculous.

……

Ji Zhengting dealt with the injury well. When he came back, half an hour had passed. Seeing that she was still sitting on the bed with red eyes, he thought something was wrong.

"What's the matter?" He went to her bed and sat down on it, a little nervous.

Song Qingcheng looks at him. His face is a little pale. It must be because he left in pain when he was dealing with the wound just now. That's why his face is not good.

Her eyes reddened at the thought of all his pain and suffering; she threw her head into his arms and hugged him.

Ji Zheng's voice was shaking, but she couldn't help it. He took her and patted her on the shoulder. "Tell me what happened."

"I'm sorry I let you suffer so much." Song Qingcheng choked his mouth.

Ji Zhengting's heart fell. He thought she knew about the child, so she became so abnormal. He hugged her and spoke again. His voice was friendly. "It's my honor to suffer for you."

This sentence comes from the heart. The most frightening thing in his life is that he can't do something for her. But if you can do something for her, it's nothing at all.

The more he said that, the more uncomfortable song Qingcheng felt, and his tears rolled out like cutting. Ji Zhengting didn't stop her, so he held her in his arms and let her vent.

He knew that she was holding a lot of emotions, grievances, fears, heartaches

These, she needs a vent space. It was better for him to let her out than to hold her in his heart.

I don't know how long I've been crying. Song Qingcheng is so tired that he is about to fall asleep in his arms. Ji Zhengting gently put her on the bed, but as soon as he let her go, she grasped him sensitively and whispered, "don't go...""No, I'll be there all the time." Ji Zhengting's voice is also very light and soft, as if a little louder would scare her.

"Trouble Please... "

Ji Zhengting will put her down, she began to call the child. Looking at her crispy appearance, he painfully kisses her eyes, and then leaves the ward.

Like her, he couldn't bear to let the child lie there alone. He would accompany the child at night when she was asleep.

Even if it's just at the children's door, at least, they're very close.

……

The next day, the stepmother came early. I'm worried that they ate early last night. I'm sure they will be hungry early this morning, so I brought a lot of delicious food.

When song Qingcheng heard something, she woke up.

"Auntie, are you here so early?" Song Qingcheng sees that the stepmother is picking up things lightly, probably for fear of waking her up. However, she was a bit surprised to see her stepmother come so early.

"Qing Cheng, I didn't wake you up, did I?" Seeing that she woke up, the stepmother began to blame herself.

However, the voice of the stepmother is obviously hoarse. It should be yesterday that I told my child a story all day and hurt my throat.

Song Qingcheng listened to the hoarse voice of his stepmother, but he couldn't tell what it was like. She replied to her stepmother, "no, I went to bed early last night and woke up."

If she was woken up, she was afraid that her stepmother would spend the whole day blaming herself.

"That's good." Sure enough, the stepmother was relieved, "by the way, where is Zhengting? I haven't seen him since I came here in the morning. "

Song Qingcheng was stunned.

Looking at the empty position around him, he was really not there. What's more, she felt as if she hadn't slept.