Chapter 275
It was not until he had received fifty lashes that he was helped to sit up and put his clothes on him.
The perpetrator threw away the whip in his hand and laughed at Wen Qirui. "Xiao K, don't blame me. If I show mercy to you, I'm not good at being a man in the help."
Wen Qirui breathed hard, as if the pain from her back was steady. She raised her eyes, glanced at the perpetrator and said, "OK, I can still bear this little pain."
After sitting on the stool for a while, he was helped into the bedroom
Two days later, as soon as Wen Qirui woke up, he saw a letter on the bedside table. He opened it and saw a few lines of small characters inside.
He was stunned for a while, then he picked up the lighter, burned the paper into ashes and dropped it into the garbage can
The temperature dropped day by day, and Rongcheng became cold.
Nie qiuhuan had a major operation and could only recuperate in the hospital bed every day. When the weather is fine, Rong Yun will hold her in a wheelchair and push her out to bask in the sun. Every four or five days, xuexianzhu brings a lot of desserts to visit her.
The winter of Rongcheng came very early this year. At the end of November, Rongcheng ushered in the first snow.
When Nie qiuhuan opened his eyes, he felt that there was silence around him. His eyes moved slowly to the window. He saw that the snow was falling down and the windowsill was covered with a thick layer of snow.
After staring at the snowflake for a while, she took back her sight again. She scanned the ward for a while. A fresh flower was put into the vase on the bedside table. Strangely, Rong Yun was not in the ward.
Nie qiuhuan picked up her mobile phone and glanced at the time. It was only 7:18. She used to wake up naturally every time she slept. Almost eight o'clock, she just woke up.
She also remembered that every time she woke up, there would always be glutinous porridge on the bedside table. On the first few days after the operation, rongyun was worried about her body. The porridge was full of light vegetables. Later, when her body gradually became better, the porridge contained more meat.
Nie qiuhuan guesses that Rong Yun is going back to help her get porridge.
After a while in bed, she got out of bed. The air conditioner with high temperature was turned on in the ward. She directly wore the sick clothes and went into the bathroom. Ten minutes later, she came out.
Xu is today's she woke up very early, the ward is quiet some frightening, Nie qiuhuan then went to the window, staring at the snow outside the window.
The heavy snow fell quietly in the late night of last night. At the moment, the window is a vast white world. The snow covers the roof, breaks the branches and conceals the appearance of various objects.
Before long, Nie qiuhuan saw a woman with a child walking slowly in the snow. The woman was holding a large thermos in her hand. Maybe the child was very excited to see the snow. From time to time, she would stop and follow the snowflakes falling from the air with her little hands. However, the woman always looked at him with a smile. Behind them, there were footprints of one big and one small ...
I do not know how long, Nie qiuhuan was the vibration of the mobile phone to pull back some thoughts, she had to go to the head of the bed, pick up the phone, is a long time did not meet aunt LAN called.
She remembered that her porridge was cooked by Aunt LAN herself these days, and that she spoiled her stomach in a variety of ways every day. Nie qiuhuan was grateful and called out to Aunt LAN sweetly, "aunt LAN!"
Aunt Lan also laughed and said, "Miss Nie, how are you doing?"
Nie qiuhuan has a little doubt in her heart. Aunt LAN helps her cook porridge every day. How can she not know her illness?
Although she thought so, she still replied, "don't worry, aunt LAN, I'm almost in good health. The doctor said that if I stay for another period of time, I can be discharged."
"That's good." After a few seconds, aunt LAN continued to say, "I'm sorry, Miss Nie, I went back to my hometown and didn't go to the hospital to see you. But in the future, things have been dealt with in my hometown. I'll cook Miss Nie's favorite dishes at noon today, and then deliver them. "
Nie Qiu Huan Leng for several seconds, just quickly returned a, "trouble blue aunt."
Aunt LAN talked with her about her daily life, but Nie qiuhuan was absent-minded. In these days, she drank porridge that she thought was cooked by Aunt LAN every day. But, unexpectedly, it was not aunt LAN who cooked it!
At the end of the conversation, aunt LAN seemed to think of something and added, "Oh, by the way, Miss Nie, the young master is a little strange recently. He asks me how to cook porridge every few days. Almost all the patterns I can cook have been told to him..."
……
After the phone hung up, Nie qiuhuan didn't react, she sat on the bed.
Rong Yun asks aunt LAN for the way to cook porridge. In this way, is the porridge cooked by rongyun?
The heart seems to be stirred by something, her heart beat faster.
The door was opened at the right time. There was a familiar sound of footsteps. Rongyun came in with a thermos bottle. Seeing Nie qiuhuan sitting at the head of the bed, he was surprised, "little fool, how could you get up so early today?"Seeing Nie qiuhuan wearing only a thin disease suit, he frowned and put the thermos bottle down. He took a woolen coat from the hanger and put it on her body. "Next time, you are not allowed to wear so little again."
Nie qiuhuan responded obediently.
Rong Yun opened the thermos again, poured a bowl of porridge, and called Nie qiuhuan, "hungry, this is just cooked rose porridge, you come and have a taste."
He stirred it gently with a spoon, and then handed it to Nie qiuhuan carefully. "This porridge is a little hot. Please drink it slowly."
Nie qiuhuan took it, scooped it with a spoon and put it into her mouth. The glutinous fragrance of rice, mixed with the fragrance of rose, went straight into her nose. She drank another spoonful and asked casually, "Xiaoyun, I remember aunt LAN didn't like to put petals when she cooked porridge. Is this made by Aunt LAN?"
Rong Yun is adjusting the temperature of the air conditioner. Hearing her words, she stops at her fingertips. After a few seconds, she says, "Tianya garden has a new female chef. I told her about you, and she cooked this porridge."
The reason is very reasonable, but Nie qiuhuan believes that this porridge is cooked by rongyun.
Without any more words, she drank the porridge one by one. After a while, the porridge in a thermos bottle was at the bottom
Rong Yun did not know when to go to the window, staring at the snow view for a while before opening, "little fool, when the snow stops, I can take you out to have a look."
"Really?" God knows that she has been confined in the ward these days, and is about to get sick!
"Well, I'll take you out when the snow stops."
……
After a few hours, the snow turned small as expected, and then stopped. Nie qiuhuan, under the command of rongyun, wrapped into a big zongzi.
Rong Yun is still not satisfied, and takes out a scarf to tie on her neck, this just is willing to let her go out.
Staying in the house is totally different from staying outside and watching the snow.
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The perpetrator threw away the whip in his hand and laughed at Wen Qirui. "Xiao K, don't blame me. If I show mercy to you, I'm not good at being a man in the help."
Wen Qirui breathed hard, as if the pain from her back was steady. She raised her eyes, glanced at the perpetrator and said, "OK, I can still bear this little pain."
After sitting on the stool for a while, he was helped into the bedroom
Two days later, as soon as Wen Qirui woke up, he saw a letter on the bedside table. He opened it and saw a few lines of small characters inside.
He was stunned for a while, then he picked up the lighter, burned the paper into ashes and dropped it into the garbage can
The temperature dropped day by day, and Rongcheng became cold.
Nie qiuhuan had a major operation and could only recuperate in the hospital bed every day. When the weather is fine, Rong Yun will hold her in a wheelchair and push her out to bask in the sun. Every four or five days, xuexianzhu brings a lot of desserts to visit her.
The winter of Rongcheng came very early this year. At the end of November, Rongcheng ushered in the first snow.
When Nie qiuhuan opened his eyes, he felt that there was silence around him. His eyes moved slowly to the window. He saw that the snow was falling down and the windowsill was covered with a thick layer of snow.
After staring at the snowflake for a while, she took back her sight again. She scanned the ward for a while. A fresh flower was put into the vase on the bedside table. Strangely, Rong Yun was not in the ward.
Nie qiuhuan picked up her mobile phone and glanced at the time. It was only 7:18. She used to wake up naturally every time she slept. Almost eight o'clock, she just woke up.
She also remembered that every time she woke up, there would always be glutinous porridge on the bedside table. On the first few days after the operation, rongyun was worried about her body. The porridge was full of light vegetables. Later, when her body gradually became better, the porridge contained more meat.
Nie qiuhuan guesses that Rong Yun is going back to help her get porridge.
After a while in bed, she got out of bed. The air conditioner with high temperature was turned on in the ward. She directly wore the sick clothes and went into the bathroom. Ten minutes later, she came out.
Xu is today's she woke up very early, the ward is quiet some frightening, Nie qiuhuan then went to the window, staring at the snow outside the window.
The heavy snow fell quietly in the late night of last night. At the moment, the window is a vast white world. The snow covers the roof, breaks the branches and conceals the appearance of various objects.
Before long, Nie qiuhuan saw a woman with a child walking slowly in the snow. The woman was holding a large thermos in her hand. Maybe the child was very excited to see the snow. From time to time, she would stop and follow the snowflakes falling from the air with her little hands. However, the woman always looked at him with a smile. Behind them, there were footprints of one big and one small ...
I do not know how long, Nie qiuhuan was the vibration of the mobile phone to pull back some thoughts, she had to go to the head of the bed, pick up the phone, is a long time did not meet aunt LAN called.
She remembered that her porridge was cooked by Aunt LAN herself these days, and that she spoiled her stomach in a variety of ways every day. Nie qiuhuan was grateful and called out to Aunt LAN sweetly, "aunt LAN!"
Aunt Lan also laughed and said, "Miss Nie, how are you doing?"
Nie qiuhuan has a little doubt in her heart. Aunt LAN helps her cook porridge every day. How can she not know her illness?
Although she thought so, she still replied, "don't worry, aunt LAN, I'm almost in good health. The doctor said that if I stay for another period of time, I can be discharged."
"That's good." After a few seconds, aunt LAN continued to say, "I'm sorry, Miss Nie, I went back to my hometown and didn't go to the hospital to see you. But in the future, things have been dealt with in my hometown. I'll cook Miss Nie's favorite dishes at noon today, and then deliver them. "
Nie Qiu Huan Leng for several seconds, just quickly returned a, "trouble blue aunt."
Aunt LAN talked with her about her daily life, but Nie qiuhuan was absent-minded. In these days, she drank porridge that she thought was cooked by Aunt LAN every day. But, unexpectedly, it was not aunt LAN who cooked it!
At the end of the conversation, aunt LAN seemed to think of something and added, "Oh, by the way, Miss Nie, the young master is a little strange recently. He asks me how to cook porridge every few days. Almost all the patterns I can cook have been told to him..."
……
After the phone hung up, Nie qiuhuan didn't react, she sat on the bed.
Rong Yun asks aunt LAN for the way to cook porridge. In this way, is the porridge cooked by rongyun?
The heart seems to be stirred by something, her heart beat faster.
The door was opened at the right time. There was a familiar sound of footsteps. Rongyun came in with a thermos bottle. Seeing Nie qiuhuan sitting at the head of the bed, he was surprised, "little fool, how could you get up so early today?"Seeing Nie qiuhuan wearing only a thin disease suit, he frowned and put the thermos bottle down. He took a woolen coat from the hanger and put it on her body. "Next time, you are not allowed to wear so little again."
Nie qiuhuan responded obediently.
Rong Yun opened the thermos again, poured a bowl of porridge, and called Nie qiuhuan, "hungry, this is just cooked rose porridge, you come and have a taste."
He stirred it gently with a spoon, and then handed it to Nie qiuhuan carefully. "This porridge is a little hot. Please drink it slowly."
Nie qiuhuan took it, scooped it with a spoon and put it into her mouth. The glutinous fragrance of rice, mixed with the fragrance of rose, went straight into her nose. She drank another spoonful and asked casually, "Xiaoyun, I remember aunt LAN didn't like to put petals when she cooked porridge. Is this made by Aunt LAN?"
Rong Yun is adjusting the temperature of the air conditioner. Hearing her words, she stops at her fingertips. After a few seconds, she says, "Tianya garden has a new female chef. I told her about you, and she cooked this porridge."
The reason is very reasonable, but Nie qiuhuan believes that this porridge is cooked by rongyun.
Without any more words, she drank the porridge one by one. After a while, the porridge in a thermos bottle was at the bottom
Rong Yun did not know when to go to the window, staring at the snow view for a while before opening, "little fool, when the snow stops, I can take you out to have a look."
"Really?" God knows that she has been confined in the ward these days, and is about to get sick!
"Well, I'll take you out when the snow stops."
……
After a few hours, the snow turned small as expected, and then stopped. Nie qiuhuan, under the command of rongyun, wrapped into a big zongzi.
Rong Yun is still not satisfied, and takes out a scarf to tie on her neck, this just is willing to let her go out.
Staying in the house is totally different from staying outside and watching the snow.
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