Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

The nurse, who had just looked at Shang Qing nervously with a heavy heart, hurriedly comforted her:

"Qingqing, don't overthink it. It has nothing to do with you. The thing is, this child has been in a deep coma and can't urinate normally, let alone defecate. You actually helped him that day. If he can't defecate again, he'll have health problems."

Seeing Shang Qing's shocked expression, he continued, "He couldn't urinate normally at first. If he didn't urinate normally, it would lead to urinary retention. Doctor Wang had originally planned to find a way to make him urinate. It seems that it started with your massage. Unexpectedly, this child is really good. When I changed his diaper, I found that he had actually urinated. That's how we felt relieved. But for some reason, since the day he became incontinent, he hasn't urinated or defecated again. It's really worrying."

"How could this happen?" Shang Qing was completely shocked and curious. She felt even more sorry for Ji Xun's pity and hurriedly asked the nurse for help. "Aunt Zhang, what should we do?"

The nurse looked at Shang Qing's anxious and worried expression, thought for a moment, and offered a suggestion: "When a child is unconscious, their gastrointestinal function is insufficient and their intestinal motility is too slow. If possible, it would be best to rub the child's stomach to promote gastrointestinal motility. It might be helpful."

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Zhang."

Shang Qing thanked her sincerely. Since the nurse taught her how to massage, it really helped Ji Xun. Later, she implemented all of Aunt Zhang's suggestions.

Shang Qing pinched her hands, rubbed them, lifted the quilt, and revealed Ji Xun's upper body.

Looking closely, his upper body was thin, but his skin was delicate and fair, and his lower abdomen was even more sunken, which made him look very pitiful. Looking at the unconscious Ji Xun, Shang Qing sighed, feeling only a sense of helplessness and pity for him.

Right now, Shang Qing just wanted to help him. So she sat down beside the bed and placed her warm palms on his sunken abdomen. However, his abdomen was ice-cold, without any warmth at all.

Frowning slightly, Shang Qing didn't delay any longer, and placed his palms tightly on Ji Xun's cold lower abdomen, slowly and gently massaging clockwise for a while, and then counterclockwise. Circle after circle.

"I need to pee. If you don't pee, you'll die. Be good, listen, peeing is very important. Good baby, you need to pee."

Shang Qing was very patient and had a soft voice. She hummed a nursery rhyme while thinking about the design drawing in her mind, intending to draw it after returning home.

The delicate skin became softer and softer under her hands, and the originally cold lower abdomen gradually became warm.

Ji Xun, who was unconscious in the cold world, felt the long-lost warmth again. He felt so comfortable that he wanted to sigh, and his whole body relaxed a little.

After an unknown amount of time, a faint sound of flowing water was heard in the empty room.

Shang Qing looked at that place and saw the slight change in the diaper. She didn't feel embarrassed at all. Her heart was filled with pride and joy, and she almost jumped up.

Looking at Ji Xun, who was unconscious and unaware, Shang Qing had a gentle smile on his face. He rubbed Ji Xun's thin cheek with his fingers and said softly, "Good boy, little Xun Xun, you are really good. You are a good baby."

Perhaps because he had been holding it in for too long, the sound of the water flow was not loud, but it lasted for a long time.

The ward was too quiet. Shang Qing's initial joy, listening to the sound of running water, was replaced by a slight embarrassment. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she looked away from the diaper, but her hands didn't stop, continuing to help Ji Xun massage his abdomen until the room returned to silence.

Don’t even think about asking Shang Qing to help change diapers!

However, when Shang Qing saw that Ji Xun's thin face, which was swollen due to injuries, had become slightly more lively and his complexion seemed to have improved a lot, she had already forgotten her previous shyness and embarrassment. In a happy mood, she jumped to find the nurse.

At first, it was the nurse who took care of Ji Xun. After all, the nurse was almost 50 years old, so she didn't feel awkward. Later, since Grandma Kang and Shang Qing came to take care of Ji Xun, Grandma Kang was responsible for changing diapers and wiping his body.

But now, after all, Grandma Kang was not around, and Shang Qing couldn't possibly change a boy's diaper. The only person Shang Qing could think of was Aunt Zhang, the kind-hearted head nurse.

For three days in a row, Shang Qing came for about an hour each time, always asking Nurse Zhang to massage his abdomen to help him urinate. Shang Qing felt embarrassed to constantly bother Nurse Zhang. Unconsciously, Shang Qing had come to consider Ji Xun a family member. So, after she massaged, cleaned, and rubbed Ji Xun's abdomen, Grandma Kang would change his diaper when she had time.

The rest of the time, Shang Qing wasn't at the hospital; she stayed at home. Of course, she had an important mission: earning money. She had a new design inspiration for clothing. She sketched two more designs and then created the finished product.

Since the product was not sold, she remembered her first customer, "Yingxiaoshi is a cat", and packed the finished product and sent it to her.

Shang Qing felt that this might be a wonderful fate. Recalling the conversation with "Yingxiaoshizhimao", she felt happy and pleased from the bottom of her heart.

Shang Qing desperately needed money to alleviate her insecurity. So many things needed it. Not to mention the need to ensure her and Grandma Kang's basic needs and pay for school. Now, she automatically added Ji Xun's hospitalization expenses to her own. The pressure was immense.

However, she never forgot her primary role as a student. She understood only too well the importance of academic qualifications for future success. So she planned her time in detail: while making doll clothes or drawing doll heads, she could listen to spoken English or classical Chinese texts. She would wake up in the mornings to memorize first-year high school liberal arts textbooks. In the evenings, she would do junior high school science exercises.

She is the master of time utilization.

"Did you draw this?" Grandma Kang pinched the egg-sized head with her rough fingers, and the shock in her eyes seemed to become real.

Shang Qing smiled and nodded, feeling somewhat smug.

Just an hour ago, it was a bare, shaved egg, devoid of facial features and utterly ugly. But in that hour, a beautiful masterpiece was born in the hands of my granddaughter.

If she hadn't been right next to them, she wouldn't have believed it or imagined it.

"How can it be so beautiful? Grandma has never seen anything so magical. This must be the art of makeup."

Shang Qing thought about it and nodded in affirmation: "I guess so."

The baby clothes her granddaughter designed have been selling incredibly well these past few days, with orders flowing in non-stop. The new styles, in particular, seem quite expensive to her. However, demand still outstrips supply.

Recently, couriers come to my house every day to report for work and leave with a pile of express boxes to be sent to all parts of the country.

By now, this ordinary little doll's head had transformed dramatically in the hands of her granddaughter. The one with exquisite and alluring makeup seemed to possess a magical power that captivated everyone's attention. The one with innocent makeup seemed to be a pure and innocent spirit...