Self-cultivation with a plate of tomato scrambled eggs

He couldn't drink the medicine-flavored soup, and when the old man left, he put down the bowl in his hand again.

As a result, that night Song Xiaowu felt severe pain in his right leg again, and it even spread to his thigh. He endured it for a while, and wanted to force himself to sleep, but he couldn't see any relief until he was sweating profusely, so he had to call The person came, but his right leg was trapped by the traction frame, and he was so weak from the pain. After a long time of effort, he finally rang the electric bell on the bedside.

Speaking of which, he was asking for trouble.Originally, the advanced ward in the hospital was prepared for him, and the facilities and care were much more convenient than at home, but he was dishonest himself, so the old man simply ordered him to be brought back, so that he could take care of him, and he hired two other acquaintances The medical staff lived in Yao's house and kept an eye on his recovery.

Not long after Song Xiaowu pressed the bell, there was a knock on the door, and then Dr. Liu was not the only one who opened the door, followed by his elder brother Yao Jian.

Yao Jian was on a business trip in other provinces before, and because Song Xiaowu's marriage was coming soon, he arranged as tight a schedule as he could for official business, and even skipped ordinary entertainment.Who would have heard about Song Xiaowu's incident on the way back, there was no need to hurry now, Yao Jian's face was frighteningly gloomy.

"Brother..." Song Xiaowu didn't have the energy to say anything more at the moment, he just greeted him and looked at Dr. Liu eagerly.

Doctor Liu took a quick look and asked Song Xiaowu a few words. He knew that the weights of the traction frame were too heavy, so he quickly took off two of them. I gave him two sticks of glucose.After Song Xiaowu drank and became more energetic, Doctor Liu gave him a few more instructions, then nodded to Yao Jian who was beside him, and left first.

Yao Jian was full of anger, and seeing him like this, he couldn't do anything about it. He sat on the chair for a while before breaking the silence, and said: "Take a good rest." Then she got up, turned off the light and left. go.

Song Xiaowu's leg pain relieved a lot, his spirit was a little slack, he nodded his head in a daze, and fell asleep unconsciously, a rare good sleep.

The next day, after waking up and washing by the bedside, Song Xiaowu asked the cleaning workers to open the windows for him, and some dry cold air came in. However, compared to the depressed and decadent atmosphere in the house, Song Xiaowu felt This coolness is quite refreshing.

However, after the vibration was over, there was no more text.

Song Xiaowu looked at the sick patient who hadn't moved a few times in front of him for breakfast, pushed the table away a bit sleepily, and then moved his body on the spot as much as possible without moving his right leg.

Being stuck in bed from morning to night can easily make people feel no difference between day and night, and no hunger or fullness.

Not to mention that his communication tools were all taken away by the old man.

The only thing that can be thankful is that Song Xiaowu has always been very careful about his belongings. Whenever he gets a phone or tablet, he has set several passwords. Generally speaking, the old man cannot see the previous transaction records.

As long as Li Tianqi didn't call or send new messages.

But how could he not?

Some time ago, Li Tianqi was so busy that he could not wait for 48 hours a day. It is common for black and white to be upside down when working. The two usually communicate through messages, and occasionally video once in a while. , but up to now, Song Xiaowu has not touched a mobile phone for half a month.

Song Xiaowu covered his face, he was not sad or anxious at the moment, he only felt heavy and powerless.

After a while, he raised his head again, leaned back on the pillow, and turned his face to look out the window.There is no gentle wind in the winter in the north, and it didn't take long for him to lose the interference of his eyes and close his eyelids slightly.

This is what Yao Jian saw when he raised his hand to knock on the door. He stared at it for a moment, then turned his eyes to the dust floating in the air, put down his hands and stepped in through the open door: "The dust pollution is too heavy. , the windows should not be open."

Song Xiaowu came back to his senses, and smiled a little: "The air here is not bad." He raised his upper body, and saw his elder brother stretching out his hand to him, and it was his mobile phone in the palm.

Song Xiaowu restrained his urge to jump up to get his phone back, and looked at Yao Jian questioningly.

"Before you take it back, I think you need to know." Yao Jian sat down and put the phone on the edge of the bed casually. "Li Tianqi's family has been affected because of you and him."

He saw Song Xiaowu's pupils obviously dilated for a moment, and the amber eyes were much deeper because of this: "You are still too impatient about this matter, otherwise why would Dad be so angry? But I still don't know the current situation. If you can clean it up, you don't have to worry about it, but after this time, you should know what their family plans now."

When Song Xiaowu heard this, he was not shocked in the slightest, but even managed to smile: "I understand."

Regardless of whether he relies on the family card or not, he is no match for his old man and elder brother.

He leaned against the head of the bed, his eyes didn't know where he was looking, as if he pondered for a while, he murmured again: "I should really know about these things."

His fingers unconsciously rubbed the mobile phone beside him: "Brother, I want to make a call."

Yao Jian raised her eyebrows when she heard this, but said nothing, leaving Song Xiaowu alone.

Song Xiaowu held the mobile phone in his hand, and saw that there were many unread messages displayed on the account marked as "Mrs. Song", and he laughed unconsciously. He clicked in, read each one carefully, and clicked in turn. Open those photos that were obviously taken in a leisurely way: there are dark blue night sky dotted with bright stars that are hardly seen in the city, there are succulent potted plants placed on the window sill, and even the little stray cat adopted by the company employees, Li Tianqi Said: "Its facial features are like yours."

Song Xiaowu frowned at the suspected beauty short, clicked on the input keyboard and was about to refute, but then stopped his movements.After a while, he finally exited the interface and opened the address book.

There is not much time for him to hesitate, Song Xiaowu thought, and dialed He Yang's number.

He Yang was staring at people outside a hotel.Although he was suspended from his job, he had nothing to do with the mission, but the brothers in the same group had urgent matters at home, so he was naturally willing to take the initiative to watch for them for a while.

When Song Xiaowu called for the first time, his phone was set to silent and he didn't answer it. When his brother came back to take over, He Yang had time to look at his phone. Just as he saw the name on the missed call, the other party called again.

He Yang's feelings towards this brother-in-law's boyfriend are actually a bit subtle: the first time we met, the situation was complicated, they were both background boards, and they got along pretty well after chatting for a few words, so they left each other's contact information, anyway, he was not afraid At the same time, thinking that no matter how long this buddy can be with the prospective brother-in-law, it will not affect my making such a friend.

Unexpectedly, this time I was suspended for no reason, my father refused to accept this tone, and inquired with many contacts, and only then did he find out some clues: I can't tell the identity of this person.

Song Xiaowu would call him at this time, which was indeed beyond He Yang's expectation, but on second thought, he was just a small shrimp who was implicated, far away from the center of the incident, and could not affect the situation, so he was very suitable for inquiring about news.

After all, the other party can be regarded as a mandarin duck who has been beaten with a stick. Although the He and Li families have been exhausted physically and mentally these days, He Yang can't take it all on him, so when Song Xiaowu asked, he said one by one. Ten generals told him about these recent changes, and finally couldn't help but said: "Uncle and aunt want to tell him after elder brother comes back, and respect his wishes. However, according to my thinking, you two are getting better after all. , no matter what happens in the future, let's be sympathetic."

"Don't let him know!" Song Xiaowu could hear the vague reproach in He Yang's words, but he didn't care so much, so he slowed down his tone, and repeated: "Don't let Li Tianqi know yet."

He grabbed a handful of his hair: "I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble, I will use the fastest time to clean up the mess I caused..." After a pause, Song Xiaowu could barely continue: "Before I heard that you and Tianxin's happy days are coming soon, so let me wish you a happy wedding in advance, I hope these unhappiness will not affect your wedding - as for the elders, I can only wait for the opportunity, and I will apologize in person."

If he still has the chance.

The author has something to say:

A ridiculous thing happened in the third dimension, which affected the progress, but after thinking about it, let’s update the article when it’s time :)