Chapter 18： Qing Qing hospitalized (2/2)

So, this is all duplicity, and I don't know who is going to follow.

Qing Qing had a good time during the hospitalization.

Someone feeds her meals, and someone accompanies her when she plays. Even some of the more willful small requests can be satisfied as much as possible because she is injured.

She was so happy that she wanted to live in the hospital forever.

Unfortunately this is impossible.

"Ah, another bite."

The salty, fragrant and soft Cordyceps chicken porridge was fed to Qingqing's mouth. She swallowed it, her small cheeks bulging.

To talk about what Qingqing’s greatest growth has been after experiencing this ordeal, it is definitely that she has learned to cherish food.

The experience of hunger is so uncomfortable that every time I eat Qingqing, I cherish it very much. I don’t want to pick and choose. I don’t want to eat it. I don’t want to touch it.

After eating and drinking, Fu Si carefully wiped her mouth with a tissue, and said in passing.

"Medical skills say you will almost be discharged tomorrow."

Qing Qing: "..."

Stunned.

She suddenly felt that the meal she had just eaten was not fragrant.

"Why not happy?"

Now Fu Sijin, who has become particularly concerned about Qingqing, immediately noticed that she was inexplicably depressed.

"After being discharged from the hospital, Ajin, will you no longer hurt Qing Qing like you do now?

"Qingqing asked grievously.

This time, Fu Si was stunned.

There was a fine pain in his heart, and then he laughed helplessly.

"How is it possible? Qingqing is so cute and sensible. We can't even love you twice, so why don't we love you?"

Qingqing raised her head and looked at Fu Sijin's eyes, clearly seeing from the inside that her tenderness and love for herself, the restless heart finally calmed down.

"I want to watch cartoons and watch big dinosaurs."

Without worry, Qingqing became lively again.

She excitedly directed Fu Sijin to turn on the TV for her and tune into the children's channel.

At this point in time, there happened to be a cartoon about dinosaur popular science being played.

Qingqing watched cartoons intoxicated, while Fu Sijin sat quietly and used his computer to remotely handle company affairs.

After Qingqing's injury improved, Fu Sishen didn't know where he was going again. Uncle seemed to have finally found his grandpa and grandmother, and he was rushing over to take the person back. His father went to the company to handle some difficult tasks.

Fu Heng has been delayed for several days for Qingqing, and a large backlog of work has built up, forcing the board of directors to almost come over and cry for someone to return.

No way, Fu Heng could only temporarily confess that his elder son was optimistic about Qingqing, and then left in a hurry.

Of course, before leaving, he did not forget to leave two reliable people outside the ward door.

Fu Sishen did not respond to this.

Of course he knew that his father was worried about handing Qingqing to him alone.

But after experiencing the regret of losing someone, he actually lost trust in himself.

It's nice to have two bodyguards guarding Qingqing.

The police have not arrested all the traffickers, who knows if the desperate people will come back to retaliate.

Just like...that person.

Looking down, he concealed the gloom that flashed under his eyes, and Fu Si continued to work intently.

In the afternoon, two special visitors came to Qingqing's ward.

It is Bai Qiyu and rice cakes.

"Brother rice cake!" Qingqing was obviously very happy to see the rice cake.

"Sister Qingqing." The rice cake is also very happy to meet Qingqing again.

He let go of his little uncle's hand, ran to Qingqing's bed with his short legs and slapped to the bed, and looked at her worriedly at the edge of the bed: "Is sister Qingqing's illness still good?"

He didn't know that Qing Qing was still injured, so he remembered that when he was separated from her, she had a high fever and her whole body was very hot.

"Well, I will be discharged tomorrow. Look, it's not hot."

Ching Ching approached her head and wanted to touch the rice cakes, but the result was not yet

When the nian gao got started, the palm of the oblique side covered her forehead and pushed back.

"Be careful, don't pull the pin."

Fu Sijin pressed Qingqing back to lie down, seemingly gentle and concerned.

"Sister Qingqing, be careful not to get up again."

Innocent children don't know the complicated thoughts of adults, and they worry about their friends.

"Everyone said Qing Qing is okay."

Qingqing pursed her mouth, she also sat up when she had just eaten, but she didn't see A Jin say her.

However, as soon as he lay down and his eyes changed, Qingqing also noticed the person behind the rice cake.

She tilted her small head, her clear peach eyes met a pair of introverted icy eyes, and both of them saw their reflection in each other's eyes.

The next moment, I finally found out from the vague memory whose Qing Qing the other party was with a pleasant smile: "It's you, kind uncle."

She still remembered who rescued her and the rice cake from the deep mountains and forests.

"This is..." Fu Sijin didn't know Bai Qiyu.

"A Jin, it was this kind uncle who saved Qingqing and Brother Niangao." Qingqing pointed at Bo Qiyu and said to Fu Sijin.

"Thank you for saving Qingqing."

When he heard that this was Qingqing's lifesaver, Fu Si hurriedly stood up and expressed his gratitude to Bai Qiyu.

"We don't know how to thank you. If you need help in the future, please be sure to notify us. As long as it is within our capacity, the Fu family will never refuse!"

This thank you, which sounds like a scene, is actually what Fu Sijin really thought.

His eyesight is not low, and naturally he can see that this man is not simple, I am afraid that ordinary people who give gifts will not look down on him, so he simply promised favors.

The Fu family's favor is not low.

Bai Qiyu tugged at the corner of his mouth, without speaking.

I am afraid that Fu Heng is not necessarily willing to owe this favor to himself, of course, he is not rare.

"Your name is Qingqing, isn't it?"

Squatting down slightly, keeping his eyes level with Qingqing, Bai Qiyu showed a rather gentle smile.

Although it was still a bit cold and terrifying, Qingqing seemed to be able to perceive the kindness of others to her. She easily judged that Bai Qiyu was a good person.

She felt that this person would never hurt herself.

"My name is Gu Qingqing, what's your name, uncle?"

Nodding his head, Qingqing asked Bai Qiyu curiously.

Gu Qingqing?

Bai Qiyu suppressed his heart and introduced himself with an inexplicable solemnity: "Bai Qiyu, pine and cypress, Qi Hanzhi, and jade."

Words fall,

He stared closely at Qingqing's face, trying to find any strange look in it.

But not, the childish, familiar face only exclaimed at his name: "Wow, uncle, your name sounds amazing."

She was like her, because her mother liked the blue color of bamboo, so her father named her Qingqing perfunctorily.

Bai Qiyu was a little disappointed, and secretly laughed at himself for thinking too much.

Just a name, maybe this child is actually Gu Lan's daughter.

After all, it is a real sister and brother, and it is not a surprise that the niece is like an aunt.

As his thoughts flowed, Bai Qiyu didn't even notice that his nephew had already made an appointment with Qingqing for the next visit.

"Sister Qingqing, you must remember to come to my house to play."

"Hmm, remember, remember, brother Niangao should also remember the big dinosaur you promised me."

"Good." The nian gao responded in one bite.

There are a lot of toys in his house, and it is nothing to give Qingqing a dinosaur doll.

Maybe it’s not good to take other people’s things for no reason. Qingqing patted her chest again and promised: "I will also prepare gifts for brother rice cakes."

It happened that my son had bought a lot of toys and piled it up at home, so he could choose one to give to his brother.

Mom said that gifts must be exchanged, so that people would be willing to be friends with her.

After all, Qingqing was still in the hospital. Uncle Bo's nephew couldn't bother for too long, so he quickly got up and left.

The ward was quiet again, and Qingqing lay back bored, staring at the snow-white ceiling.

After a while, he suddenly wailed, "Qingqing wants to be discharged. The hospital is not fun."

Fu Sijin: "..."

You just said that you don't want to be discharged from the hospital a few hours ago.

On the day Qingqing was discharged from the hospital, no matter how busy she was, everyone rushed to pick up Qingqing.

Even Gu Lan is here.

As soon as he saw him, Qingqing looked behind him expectantly, and there was nothing.

A little disappointed, Qingqing couldn't help asking: "Where are Mom and Dad?"

She remembered that her brother said before that she was going to pick up her parents.

"They can't come."

Gu Lan's face was a bit strange, it wasn't ugly to say, but it was obviously not a good face either.

"Don't be angry, don't come, forget it, angry is not good."

Qingqing, who is familiar with his parents' personalities, was not surprised by this result, but saw that his younger brother seemed to be angry and couldn't help coaxing him worriedly.

She is most afraid of being angry now.

"It's okay, I couldn't get angry eight hundred years ago."

Isn't Gu Lan angry

This, but that kind of thing is not easy to tell Qingqing.

If he was really angry every time the unreliable parents put pigeons on him, then he would have been angry as a puffer fish.

It has to be the roundest one in the sea.

"Qingqing wants to go swimming! Don't be at home, go to the kind of water park with slides."

As soon as she was discharged from the hospital, Qingqing couldn't bear to go out and play.

She has tasted the sweetness of the previous trips, but now she is not willing to stay at home and be a good baby.

"No."

It is a pity that the little wish of joy was ruthlessly broken by Fu Heng: "Your knee injury is not healed. You can't touch the water."

You want to go to the water park to play the plaster on Xiao Fatty's legs?

It's pretty beautiful.

"Huh!" Qingqing turned his head angrily and gave Fu Heng a back of his head.

The author has something to say: I will continue to work hard to see if I can make a third shift, but it should be updated a bit later, the author's hand speed is not very fast. ,