Carve a flower on the carpenter's heart

After arriving at the hospital, Ji Wenjie took the things to Luo Xiao's ward, chatted with them for a while, and then went around to Zhou Xiang's instead of going back to the old courtyard.

Luo Xiao's accident was regarded as Shicheng's dereliction of duty, so now they are guarding Zhou Xiang's ward door every step of the way.

When Shi Cheng and Jiang Hao rushed to the hospital, they didn't even have time to eat lunch, and now it's almost time to have dinner when they go out.

Zhou Xiang has not been able to fall asleep since he finished talking with Yu Hang. On the one hand, he is afraid, and on the other hand, it is also related to his illness. Insomnia is a common occurrence.

This side belongs to the outpatient ward, and the people who were infusing beside him have already left, so Ji Wenjie directly chose a bed to sit on.

"Go back? Or stay in the hospital for a day." Ji Wenjie asked.

Zhou Xiang was a little surprised: "Where are you going back?"

Ji Wenjie raised the corner of his mouth: "Go back to the old courtyard, where else can I go? Could it be that you want to go to Han Wenxu's house?"

Zhou Xiang shook his head quickly: "I've already told Yu Hang about it."

After speaking, he stared straight at Ji Wenjie, afraid that he would throw himself to Han Wenxu if he got upset.

Ji Wenjie originally wanted to tease him, but he couldn't bear to see him like this.

"Okay, let's go out and eat something first." Ji Wenjie bent down to put his shoes away.

Zhou Xiang wasn't in very good spirits at first, and he fainted once at noon, and then lay down all afternoon, so it's not an exaggeration to say that he was weak all over at the moment.

But if a child who is used to bitterness suddenly gets a piece of sweet candy one day, he will definitely cherish it and become anxious about gains and losses.

So Zhou Xiang wanted to grit his teeth and endure by himself.

Ji Wenjie has been working outside for so many years, and he has never seen any kind of person.

Zhou Xiang's temper now is like Luo Xiao who he hadn't seen in those few years.

Children who can't be coquettish and don't pretend to be good don't deserve sweet candy.

If he were Luo Xiao, he would definitely go directly to his mother's house to cry, make trouble, and mess around.

Ji Wenjie glanced at Zhou Xiang who sat up and wanted to put on his shoes by himself while pursing his lips, and sighed silently.

With his head lowered, he probably wasn't wearing shoes, but kowtowing to him directly.

Ji Wenjie squatted down and loosened all his shoelaces. Regardless of whether Zhou Xiang was surprised or not, he grabbed his foot and pressed it into the shoe.

After wearing it, turn around and carry the person on your back, all in one go, without any pause.

The moment Zhou Xiang was carried on his back, he only had time to feel his cheeks burning, and then he raised his arms and hugged Ji Wenjie's neck spontaneously.

After walking out of the hospital gate, Ji Wenjie smiled and said, "Why do I feel like I'm abducting and selling underage children?"

Zhou Xiang leaned his face on the back of Ji Wenjie's neck and shook his head.

"Why are you shaking your head? It doesn't look like it?" Ji Wenjie joked, "I think so. Besides, I'm still a bad guy with tattoos."

Zhou Xiang grabbed Ji Wenjie's collar and rubbed it with his fingertips. After shaking his head for a while, he said in a low voice, "Those with tattoos are not necessarily bad guys."

"Then who has tattoos is the bad guy?" Ji Wenjie asked.

"Hmm..." Zhou Xiang frowned and thought for a while, "A person I know with Han Wenxu."

"Have you seen it?" Ji Wenjie continued to ask.

"I've seen it." Zhou Xiang nodded, "It's Han Wenxu's uncle."

"How could his uncle be a bad guy?" Ji Wenjie felt that he was slipping a bit, and bent down slightly to lift him up.

Zhou Xiang let go of his collar, and hugged his neck instead: "You don't need to talk to me, I've already told you, so there will be no more concealment."

"Tch..." Ji Wenjie smiled, "Little brat."

"I'll be an adult next year." Zhou Xiang retorted.

"Next year? You're not sixteen this year." Ji Wenjie said.

"It will be seventeen at the end of the year." Zhou Xiang lowered his head, but it had been forgotten for two years.

"Well, how long is the end of the year?" Ji Wenjie asked.

"The last day of every year." Zhou Xiang said.

"That's easy to remember." Ji Wenjie asked again, "Why isn't Han Wenxu's uncle a good person?"

Zhou Xiang didn't answer his question in a hurry, but suddenly turned his head and looked back. He didn't see anyone, turned his head again, and said in a low voice: "Because no one knows that he has an uncle, and even the police said I was in lie."

When passing the corner, Ji Wenjie glanced at the wide-angle mirror on the side of the road indiscriminately. At first glance, he did not see anyone, but it was a pity that the street lights were on, and the shadows could not be hidden.

He didn't speed up his pace just because he found someone following him, but continued the speed just now, and chatted with Zhou Xiang, but the topic became his school life.

It's really not rich at all, there are no clubs, no friends, only classrooms, cafeterias and libraries.

When he reached a place with more people on the side of the road, Ji Wenjie didn't insist on walking back, but asked Zhou Xiang to flag down the car.

After getting in the car, he sent Yu Hang everything Zhou Xiang said, including the incident of being followed near the hospital.

When Yu Hang's cell phone rang, he was bending over to pull the folding bed away, and he didn't have time to look at it.

Luo Xiao rested his hands and looked at the pocket Ji Wenjie brought, which contained a small wooden board and several carving knives.

The more he looked at it, the more itchy his hands were. He hadn't finished engraving an order he had received a few days ago. Looking at it like this, he probably had to give it to Ye Qijun.

"How much is the operation fee?" Luo Xiao suddenly asked, since he woke up till now, Yu Hang hasn't asked him for a penny, so where did he get the money for hospitalization?How much money can he earn from this live broadcast?

Yu Hang took out the mattress and spread it on the bed, and a lot of it grew out. The folding bed is so small, it seems that you have to curl up to sleep on it.

"Forget about the money." Yu Hang said without turning his head, "Give it to me after you are discharged from the hospital."

"Where did you get the money?" Luo Xiao frowned. During the doctor's rounds at six o'clock just now, he took advantage of Yu Hang to go to the toilet and asked him about the condition of his legs and money. His legs were not damaged. But the recovery will definitely take a while, and there are surgery fees and hospitalization expenses during this period, which add up to at least [-] yuan, which is still a small amount.

The doctor said that he can be reimbursed, but he didn't buy insurance, so where can he get reimbursed.

"Aren't you underestimating my work?" Yu Hang turned his head and raised his eyebrows, "Don't worry, I can still pay for your hospitalization."

"Besides, Ye Qijun told me that all the money you earned a while ago went to buy wood." Yu Hang dug a bread out of his bag and ate it, "I've heard how much your wood costs, where do you get it?" get the medical bills."

"Can't I sell it first and then buy it later?" Luo Xiao sighed, "It's not that you don't need money in school, what should you do if you pay for medical expenses?"

"You are trying to figure out why, right?" Yu Hang raised his foot and stepped on the iron railing under the hospital bed, "Did I tell you not to return it? Your legs are so sharp, I will let you take everything with you." Pay back the profit!"

"Pfft——" Liu Yang listened to the corner for a long time, and finally couldn't help laughing, "You two are so funny, it's lucky that the uncle doesn't live here at night, if you can't sleep because of the noise."

Luo Xiao shut his mouth, come on, forgot that there was someone lying next door.

Yu Hang swallowed the bread in his mouth, although he didn't like to talk to strangers, but Luo Xiao didn't want to talk, so he could only bite the bullet so as not to let the atmosphere cool down: "Brother, are you bothering me? "

"No, no, no." Liu Yang stretched out his hand and patted on the curtain, "I'm just bored, and I haven't met anyone of the same age during the ten days in the hospital."

"Have you lived here for more than ten days?" Yu Hang buried his head and tore aside the floss on the bread, "Are the stitches going to be removed?"

"Well, the doctor said that the stitches can be removed the day after tomorrow." Liu Yang sighed, "If there is no problem after removal, you can be discharged from the hospital, and then do rehabilitation training."

"That's good." Yu Hang glanced at Luo Xiao's hanging leg, "Get well soon!"

"Excuse me." Liu Yang raised his hand to turn off the light on his head, "I'll go to bed first, and you two should go to bed earlier."

"Yeah." After Yu Hang finished eating the bread, he remembered to check the messages on his phone.

Luo Xiao glanced at his bread pocket and asked, "Can I eat?"

"No." Yu Hang looked at the phone expressionlessly, he was still careful about what Luo Xiao said just now.

"..." Luo Xiao turned his eyes back and looked at the plaster cast on his feet, "Where is Ye Qijun and your brother?"

"I told them to go back, come back tomorrow." Yu Hang stood up and collected the garbage, took out the unfinished small wooden boards and squatted on the ground with his back facing Luo Xiao to carve.

Looking at his refusal to communicate, Luo Xiao smiled and shook his head.

Is this going to chat with Zhou Xiang and be infected by him into an awkward temper?

Hearing that there was no movement behind him, Yu Hang took his mobile phone and summed up what Zhou Xiang said and sent it to Captain Shi. He didn't have any other ideas, he just wanted to find out the person behind him quickly.

It's really uncomfortable to be stared at by a pair of eyes in the dark. Who can guarantee that the next second will be safe or dangerous?

Seeing that the time was almost up, Yu Hang stood up, rubbed his numb legs, and walked out the door stiffly.

Luo Xiao glanced at him, but didn't ask any questions, but when Yu Hang came back, he still had a bowl of porridge in his hand, and the package was probably for takeaway.

Yu Hang is not daring to leave the door of the ward. Just now when he went to the doctor's office, he asked the nurse on duty to help watch at the door, and ran all the way.

"Can you eat it?" Luo Xiao's eyes were glued to the porridge bowl. Although it was vegetarian porridge, it was better than being hungry.

Yu Hang ignored him, buried his head and turned out the table used on the bed. After setting it up, he shook the bed and brought the porridge bowl in front of him.

Unaccustomed to it, Luo Xiao looked at the hanging leg in front of him, and picked up a spoon to scoop porridge while looking at the plaster.

Sure enough, when people are hungry and drink water, they can feel the fragrance.

Yu Hang saw that he had started to eat, so he picked up another bowl and put it in front of his porridge bowl. He ate deliciously while eating the rice with the vegetables in between.

Luo Xiao: "..."

"what are you eating?"

Yu Hang raised half of his eyebrows, raised his head and looked down at him: "It's the leg that hurts, not the nose, what do you think I ate."

Luo Xiao held the spoon and stood there blankly: "No, can you think about the patient? Is eating Malatang in front of the patient something that a person should do?"

Yu Hang picked up a vermicelli and deliberately sucked it out: "I remember when I was in the hospital some time ago, you were still eating barbecue next to me."

"I..." Luo Xiao threw the spoon into the porridge, leaned back on the bed and said with a smile: "Fuck, it was on purpose, it's endless, didn't I not talk about the hospitalization fee later!"

Yu Hang raised his eyelids and looked at Luo Xiao while he was eating, "I ate a piece of bread and I'm still not full!"

"Then you can't take it out and eat it somewhere where I can't smell it?" Luo Xiao squinted his eyes, staring at the bowl of Malatang with chili oil floating on it.

"There are a lot of mosquitoes outside." Luo Xiao said that, but he still picked up the bowl and stood up.

"Hey." Seeing that he was really planning to go out, Luo Xiao stretched out his hand again, and said to himself: "Poor ass, just eat quickly if you eat here, and throw it away after eating."

Yu Hang suddenly changed his face, and leaned closer with a smile: "I knew Brother Xiaoxiao was soft-hearted."

He was always angry for nothing, but Luo Xiao didn't say anything, so he couldn't make trouble for no reason.

After finishing his share quickly, he packed the box and threw it in the public trash can outside the door.

Luo Xiao was still eating when he came back, so he sat across the table and propped his head to watch.

"Is it delicious?" Yu Hang asked with a smile.

"Are you talking fart?" Luo Xiao raised his eyelids and said without emotion.

"Then I'll spice it up for you." Yu Hang rolled his eyes, leaned forward and kissed the corner of Luo Xiao's mouth.

Luo Xiao held the spoon in a daze for a while, then suddenly remembered that he hadn't had time to ask Ji Wenjie about his getting along with Yu Hang.

After eating, I simply washed and wiped off my sweat on the bed. That was the end of the first night in the hospital. I will think about everything tomorrow.

Now the big things are not as important as rest.