Mr Gingerbread

The medical conditions on the mountain were insufficient, and both Han Lao and Lu Ming were injured again. Han Qiaoyu immediately took them to the nearest hospital at the foot of the mountain for treatment.

The bruise on Lu Ming's arm didn't look deep, but he was given a tetanus shot right away. Han Qiaoyu was worried, so he stayed with Lu Ming in the ward and decided to stay in the hospital for 24 hours of observation.

The doctor said: "If you don't have a fever tonight, nothing will happen. The family members should pay more attention to observe."

Han Qiaoyu nodded and said, "Okay."

The doctor left after speaking, leaving only the two of them in the ward.

Lu Ming looked up at him, Han Qiaoyu was carefully adjusting the bandage for him, his brows were wrinkled, he looked more serious than the injured person, his face was ugly, but his hands moved lightly, and asked him, "Does it hurt? "

Lu Ming shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"I should have come earlier and went with you..." Han Qiaoyu raised his hand to touch his cheek, squeezed his chin again, and leaned forward to kiss him. Lu Ming immediately turned his head away when he heard the movement outside the door. As soon as he tilted his head, there were two knocks on the door, and Mr. Han asked outside, "Lu Ming, how are you, Lu Ming?"

Han Qiaoyu got up and went to open the door for Mr. Han. Mr. Han was in a wheelchair and was pushed in by the assistant behind him. Except for some bandages on his ankles, he was fine and looked fine.He asked his assistant to push him over to look at Lu Ming first, seeing the way his arms were bandaged, he felt very distressed: "Is the injury serious? You child, you won't tell when you're hurt, and you won't let it go on the way. I...your pen is the most precious hand!"

Lu Ming said: "It's okay, I hurt my left hand, and it's just a scratch on my arm, it's okay..."

Mr. Han said: "That's not okay, Qiao Yu, stay with Lu Ming and ask the doctor tomorrow. If it doesn't work, we'll go back to the city for treatment."

Han Qiaoyu nodded in response.

Lu Ming also raised his head to look at him, and then at Mr. Han, with a calm expression on his face.

On the contrary, Mr. Han felt a little embarrassed. He sat on the wheelchair and rubbed the corners of his clothes, then tugged at the sleeves, and said after a long time, "Then what, Qiao Yu hasn't had time to tell you yet?"

Lu Ming looked at Han Qiaoyu and said, "No."

Immediately, Mr. Han poked his son's leg with his walking stick, and said, "Then why are you still standing there, tell me!"

Han Qiaoyu: "..."

He thought for a while, coughed lightly, stood beside Lu Ming's bed and said, "This is my dad. When you mentioned the forum before, I didn't expect that you would know each other for so many years in a forum. Didn't you Let me help you choose the badge of the forum, and at that time, the third child and the others also mentioned a few words, and after asking this question, I realized that it was such a coincidence."

Older Han was more surprised than him, looked up at his son and said, "What, you've seen those badges a long time ago?!"

Han Qiaoyu laughed and said, "Yes, I haven't told you all this time, because I want Lu Ming and you to get to know each other gradually, after all we..."

Lu Ming interrupted him and said, "I see, you didn't deliberately hide this matter, and when I came into contact with Mr. Han, I only made friends through paintings."

Mr. Han immediately said: "Yes, yes, let's talk about ours, just talk about the matter between you and the second!" Don't you want to implicate yourself?Thinking of this, he patted Lu Ming's hand worriedly, and told him: "Lu Ming, you have to remember, no matter what happens in the future, I'm still your uncle, just come to me if you need anything. Don't worry about anything else, you know?"

Lu Ming looked up at Han Qiaoyu, smiled and said, "Understood, thank you Uncle Han."

Mr. Han was very happy. He hadn't heard Lu Ming call him so intimately in the past few days, and he felt much more at ease when he called "Uncle".

Han Qiaoyu never expected that her own father would pick herself out first, leaving him alone. She rubbed the tip of her nose, bent down to look at Elder Han's ankle, and asked, "Is the injury on your foot okay?"

Mr. Han said: "It's nothing serious, it's just a twist, and it will be fine after two days."

Han Qiaoyu stood up and said: "You are so old, how can you be so negligent, go take another film and make a diagnosis." He then ordered his assistant: "Take President Han to the ward to rest in a while, stay in bed more, don't worry about it." Let him walk around again."

The assistant agreed, but Mr. Han refused to accept it, and wanted to say something, and then heard Han Qiaoyu say: "Call home, too, and tell us about the situation."

Mr. Han immediately shut up. The one in the family has been listening to the government behind the curtain for a long time. Apart from talking loudly in company meetings, he really has no status when he comes home. Sometimes he has to be hungry when he eats. All these years, he, the president of a big company, has never had a full dinner.

The assistant pushed Mr. Han out, and Han Qiaoyu escorted them to the door, and waited for him to leave before turning back.

Lu Ming changed to a more comfortable position, leaned against the head of the bed and half-lyed, looked up at him and said, "Tell me, what else is there to hide from me?"

Han Qiaoyu hesitated for a moment, and wanted to sit down next to him. Lu Ming glanced over, and he immediately stood up straight again, cleared his throat and said, "Actually, it's nothing. It's because my family members are a little impatient. I persuaded them , and don’t listen to it.”

Lu Ming said, "Oh?"

Han Qiaoyu said: "You have met my dad. He actually has one hobby, that is, he likes calligraphy and painting. My mother was in the art troupe when she was young, but she stayed because she liked the stage..." He spoke slowly, as he said While looking at Lu Ming's expression, he said it carefully.

Lu Ming looked at him very quietly, with no expression on his face, and listened calmly.

On the other side, the Han family came here in a hurry after getting news that Mr. Han was injured on the mountain.

Although the assistant said on the phone that it was a minor injury, Mr. Han was old after all, and his family members were in a hurry. Except for the boss Han Qiaoyang who needed to stay in the company, the youngest Han Qiaoye drove over with Ms. Song Jingqiu himself.Ms. Song was very anxious along the way. Although she talked about her husband every day, her relationship for decades was very stable. When she thought that her wife had an accident in the mountains alone, she didn't know what happened. It was useless to comfort the youngest son.

Han Qiaoye took her to the hospital, found the ward all the way, and first visited Mr. Han.

Old Mr. Han was ordered to lie on the bed to recuperate. After less than an hour, Ms. Song came over crying and twisted his ears first: "You are so old, what kind of mountain do you go to? From now on, You are not allowed to go out for half a year, do you hear me!"

Mr. Han couldn't hold back his face, and protested in a low voice: "...You, you close the door first and then twist your ears! Let others see it!"

Ms. Song pinched him again, and gritted her teeth angrily: "Why are you lying on the bed injured and not afraid of being seen by others, and why are you not afraid of embarrassing yourself!" Although she said so, she was only willing to twist her ears a few times, I went to see his injured ankle again, and said distressedly: "Did you take a picture? Is it just a sprain, did you hurt the bone?"

The old couple didn't have anyone else to interrupt their conversation, so Han Qiaoye simply closed the door for them, went to the doctor to inquire about the situation, and was relieved when he learned that the old man's foot injury was not serious.

The doctor said again: "The old gentleman is only slightly sprained, it's not a problem, but the student who was sent along with him has a serious abrasion. To be on the safe side, he needs to get another tetanus shot in a month. After all, the wound is a bit deep."

Han Qiaoyu had already heard the assistant mention it on the phone, and now he asked the doctor Lu Ming's ward location, and found it by himself.

He knocked twice on the door of the ward, and when he pushed it in, he didn't think much about it. It was bright and sunny, and he didn't think about what his second brother could do in the room, but just as he opened a gap, he saw his second brother kneeling in front of the hospital bed. The other leg didn't know whether to drop it or lift it up. He turned his head and looked over when he heard the sound of the door, his expression was calm as usual.

Han San's scalp was numb, he immediately closed the door with a bang, stood outside and said, "Second Brother, I, I have something else to do, I'll go and see our dad!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't listen to what the people in the room said, and ran away.

In the ward, Han Qiaoyu's posture remained unchanged, and his kneeling was quite imposing.

Lu Ming lifted his foot and kicked him on the shoulder, and said, "Get up and talk, who are you showing this to?"

Han Qiaoyu shook his ankle and said, "You."

Lu Ming: "...that's all right, all right, get up, I wasn't angry about this at first, what your family did has nothing to do with you." After a pause, he said again: "And Uncle Han and I are also very happy. It's a coincidence, I never thought that I could know him for such a long time for ten years."

He stepped on Han Qiaoyu lightly on the shoulder again and was urged to get up.He sat next to Lu Ming, and wanted to say a few words to him with his ear. Just as he opened his head, he heard another knock on the door.

Han Qiaoyu's posture against Lu Ming did not change. While tidying his pillow, he said, "Come in."

The door opened, and it was Song Jingqiu who came in this time.

Han Qiaoyu stood up and called out, "Mom."

Lu Ming also sat up slightly and called her, "Auntie."

Song Jingqiu was much more enthusiastic than before when she came to see Lu Ming this time. She had just heard what had happened from her husband, and felt a little grateful to Lu Ming. She came over and shook his hand and said, "Hurry up!" Sit still and don’t move, I’ve heard what Lao Han said, if it weren’t for you, his old arms and legs would be useless, Xiao Lu, Auntie needs to thank you very much!”

Lu Ming said a little cautiously: "Auntie is serious, anyone would do the same."

Song Jingqiu said: "That's not necessarily true. Didn't your guide just run away in fright?" She said a few words, then glanced at the second son next to her, and said a little embarrassedly: "Xiao Lu, Auntie let you go in the theater. To help make props, I really want to find someone to help, I didn't mean to make trouble for you on purpose. And your elder brother, don't hate him, I asked him to tell you, I just want to keep hearing Qiao Yu mentioning you, I really want to see you..."

When the elders said it in person, they had an attitude of admitting their mistakes. Naturally, Lu Ming couldn't say anything, so he let it go after a few polite words.

Ms. Song picked out the eldest son, but she was also thinking about the second child. She looked at Han Er who was silent at the side, and said for him: "You and your uncle are both injured now. Don't call it a minor injury. Small injuries are not enough! Your uncle still has me to take care of him. How can you go out alone? This injury lasts for a hundred days, and my aunt won’t let you recuperate at home for such a long time. Let’s wait for you for a month. Get a tetanus shot next month, and Auntie will let you go back."

Han Qiaoyu looked up at Ms. Song, a little surprised, but her eyes lit up for a moment. Just as she was about to say to bring Lu Ming back to them, she heard Song Jingqiu say with a smile: "That's it, you come Here, Auntie, Auntie will cook soup for you and your uncle every day, and keep it for you for a month!"

Han Qiaoyu paused for a moment, but did not refute. No matter where it is, it is much better than Lu Ming living in the school dormitory.

Lu Ming wanted to resist, but he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the middle-aged and elderly female elders. An old man Han made him a little overwhelmed. Ms. Song's staging was much higher than that of old Han, and she was a national first-class actor. He used energy and skills to deal with Lu Ming, but Lu Ming could only raise his hands in surrender and agreed to stay with him for a few days.

Lu Ming said: "Auntie, then I will only stay for a few days. Until the stitches are removed, it is not convenient to go back and forth from school every day..."

Song Jingqiu kicked his second son, and Han Qiaoyu immediately said, "It's convenient, I will pick you up every day."

Satisfied, Ms. Song covered him with a quilt and said with a smile: "Look, isn't that all settled? Xiao Lu, you are at your aunt's house to recuperate. Everything is up to me and Qiao Yu, and you don't care about the rest."

The author has something to say: On how strong the younger brother’s survival awareness is: Han San: Second brother, I’m blind, I can’t see anything!