C43 (2/2)

When they came, they took the bus of Hefan line. Wang Jiangmin said they would send them back. But there were still patients in the clinic who were infusing. Zhang Qing refused and took Guo Jingjing back together.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon when I got home. The house was in a mess. Zhang Qing stood by and looked at it. He was very upset. He bent down to pick up the broken glass. Guo Jingjing stopped him.

”Dad, your chicken hasn't been fed yet. Go and have a look at the chicken first. I'll sweep it here first and see what's missing before we buy it.”

”Oh, good.”

Zhang Qing went to the backyard to feed the chickens. Guo Jingjing cleaned up the house and dragged the broken tables and chairs to the front door for a while to see if they could be repaired. If not, they threw the kitchen for firewood.

After finishing the arrangement, Guo Jingjing went to the backyard to find someone else before Zhang Qing came. After Zhang Qing filled the plastic pot for chickens, he sat on the bench beside him and looked at the chicken in a daze.

Guo Jingjing walked over and stood in front of him and called him, ”Dad?”

Zhang Qing looked at Guo Jingjing, but did not make a sound.

Guo Jingjing doesn't know what's wrong with him. He looks like he has something to say on his face, but he just doesn't say a word with his mouth open. Guo Jingjing is also a bottle gourd. Zhang Qing doesn't know how to ask.

Zhang Qing hesitated for a long time and said cautiously, ”ah Jing, you and Mr. He Do you get along well?

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Guo Jingjing looked at Zhang Qing suspiciously. Zhang Qing laughed carefully and said, ”Oh, I saw two bowls in the hall. Did you have breakfast together before? When the accident happened today, I saw that he was very worried about you. Seeing that you were injured, he personally stood up to help you, and didn't worry about taking me to the clinic. You What is your relationship? ”

Guo Jingjing wanted to say that I was a stranger with him. It didn't matter, but he was afraid that Zhang Qing would not believe me. After thinking about it, he said, ”friend.”

”Friend?” Zhang Qingxiao a little stiff, ”what friend?”

Guo Jingjing thought: ”ordinary friends.”

”Oh, that Then... ” Zhang Qing wanted to say something about that night, but he really couldn't ask, and he didn't dare to ask. Every time the words came to his mouth, his voice was stuck like he couldn't spit it out or swallow it down.

Guo Jingjing doesn't know what happened to Zhang Qing. He looks at Zhang Qing suspiciously and waits for him to finish speaking. But after that, Zhang Qing doesn't say anything.