1986: Old Stories in Northeast China

"What are you going to do?" Han Xiuying asked with a fierce face.

"Help me persuade Doudou, he is really angry." Chen Tiezhu said pitifully.

"Let go." Han Xiuying continued.

"Oh, please help me, I don't know how to comfort him." Chen Tiezhu let go.

Han Xiuying really wanted to kick this guy, but it was a bit inappropriate now.

"Doudou, just forgive daddy this time, he will play with Doudou in the future and will not lie to Doudou." Han Xiuying said gently.

Hearing her words, the little guy turned around and squeezed directly into her arms.

Han Xiuying looked at Chen Tiezhu with a little pride, and her mood became cheerful again.

"My eldest daughter, Daddy will really not lie to Doudou in the future. Let's drink a mouthful of chicken soup with Second Grandpa first, and then eat a piece of chicken. Isn't your little belly hungry?" Chen Tiezhu also sat beside her and coaxed Doudou.

Hearing about drinking chicken soup and eating chicken, Doudou pursed his lips.

The anger was gone, and the greedy cells began to revive.

Seeing the little guy like this, Han Xiuying was amused.

Children are still fun, not pretentious at all. Speaking of greed, I really am greedy.

"Your family is having fun, why don't you take care of the old man?"

At this time, a nurse pushed the door and walked in.

"Family?"

"Happy?"

"Who is a family?"

Three question marks appeared on Han Xiuying's forehead.

"Grandpa, how do you feel now? I'll take your temperature first, and then measure your blood pressure. Don't touch the wound on your arm. It needs to be sutured after the swelling subsides."

The nurse didn't care about their "family of three" at all, and came to the side of the second master.

"Thank you, little comrade, I'm much better. I can save my life." The second master said weakly.

"We can't take it lightly. The wound is still exposed, so don't let it get infected." The nurse said in a gentle voice.

After that, she took the temperature and blood pressure of the second master.

"It's okay, both are within the normal range. You still need to have a good rest at night. If there is anything, let your son call us." The nurse continued.

"Nurse, have the wounds on the old man's arm been cleaned? Are the blood vessels and nerves not injured? How is the fracture reset? Where is the film?" Chen Tiezhu asked hurriedly.

The nurse looked at him and glanced at him coldly, "You remembered it now? What did you do before? The old man was so seriously injured, and you let your wife and children take care of him here? How inconvenient?"

"Nurse, you misunderstood, it's not..."

"You don't need to explain. He didn't see anyone at the most dangerous time. Why would such a person feel sorry for him?" Looking at Han Xiuying, the nurse put on a smile.

"Nurse, it's really not what you think. He..."

"Hey..., when you look at people, you can't just look at their appearance. If a man is not in tune, you have to take care of him." The nurse sighed and interrupted her again.

"Just because you are good-looking, you throw everything to your wife? Men are the backbone of the family. When something happens, you hide away and let your wife and children suffer here?"

"I don't know how many days I haven't been home. The children miss their father and secretly wipe their tears. Don't be ungrateful for what you have. Okay, call us if there is anything."

After the nurse finished speaking, she strolled out with a tray.

The ward suddenly became quiet.

Chen Tiezhu grinned and glanced at Han Xiuying secretly.

"What are you looking at? Why didn't you explain just now?" Han Xiuying was on the verge of exploding.

"Yingzi, do you think I still have a chance to speak when I encounter such a machine gun?" Chen Tiezhu said helplessly.

Han Xiuying was very worried.

Even though he knew that the nurse was kind and "felt sorry" for him, it was not the case at all.

Who was with his family of three?

Thinking of this, he looked at Chen Tiezhu with eyes that made him want to bite him.

"Second Master, you should drink a few sips of ginseng soup first. This time we used ginseng whiskers and roots, and tomorrow we can use ginseng slices to recover faster."

Chen Tiezhu could only avoid the sharp edge temporarily and moved closer to the second master.

"Tiezhu, I'm buried in the ground, why would I use such a good thing, it's cheap." Second Master sighed.

"This thing is for conditioning the body, it's not precious. The club was seized from that group of people, and the chicken was brought by Uncle Jianguo." Chen Tiezhu said indifferently, and scooped out a small bowl.

"By the way, I checked on Da Huang before I came out. He was lying in the outer room, probably thinking about you. I gave him some food and drink, don't worry."

"Is Da Huang okay?" Er Ye asked worriedly.

"It's okay, just skin injuries. Doctor Wang treated it later, don't worry."Okay." Chen Tiezhu said with a smile.

"Take a sip first. Today, you can only drink the soup. In another three or two days, you can sew up your arm. Hold on a little longer, put on the plaster, and we'll go home."

"This place is not a good place. It's better to stay at home and feel comfortable. Looking at you, Dahuang can eat half a bowl of rice at home. Fortunately, Dahuang still remembers me, otherwise it would be difficult to eat."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you." Erye said with a smile, tears flashing in his eyes.

I have lived for almost a lifetime, and I never thought that I would have such a blessing one day.

Han Xiuying, who was still very angry, softened her heart when she saw Erye like this.

She has her own channels and knows more about Erye's previous situation. Old man, he has indeed suffered a lifetime.

After drinking half a bowl of ginseng chicken soup, Erye shook his head slowly, "I'm full, let Doudou eat the chicken quickly, don't let it get cold. ”

“Well, drink this much today, and you can eat more tomorrow. You still have to eat more, the body needs nutrients, so that you can get better quickly.” Chen Tiezhu said happily.

“Dad, why does it taste like this?” Doudou asked curiously at this time.

“Haha, because there is ginseng in it, it smells good. Sister Yingzi and I, one bowl each.”

Chen Tiezhu said happily, and then began to scoop for the two of them.

Han Xiuying wanted to refuse, after all, this was for the second master to replenish his body, and she should be angry now, so she couldn't pay attention to this guy.

But when the ginseng chicken soup was brought over, she couldn't help but salivate at the faint medicinal fragrance.

It's not that I haven't drunk ginseng chicken soup before, but the taste is not like this.

I'm not greedy, I just want to taste it...

But her taste is also unstoppable, It was so delicious that I couldn't stop drinking it.

Doudou didn't have so many thoughts in his mind, and he took a big sip of the warm ginseng chicken soup.

The freshness of the chicken soup, the slight bitterness of ginseng, the faint sweetness, and the beautiful medicinal fragrance mixed together, made him drink it happily.

After drinking this mouthful of soup, he ate a mouthful of soft and rotten chicken.

The sticky skin and the fragrant chicken were really delicious.

They had a good meal here, and the nurse who had just made rounds was still a little indignant after returning to the office.

"Sister Hua, what's wrong? Is the old man in 303 okay?"

Fang Zhiyong, who was also in the duty room, asked with a smile.

"I get angry just thinking about it." Sister Hua said.

"The old man was so seriously injured, and his son came so late. You said you came over, and you didn't care about the old man, just played with his wife and children."

"The old man's son? "Fang Zhiyong frowned.

"Yeah, being tall and big is useless? He doesn't care about his family at all. I feel sorry for his wife. How much suffering she must have to follow him." Sister Hua complained.

"Is he still wearing a torn military coat?" Fang Zhiyong asked hurriedly.

"Director Fang, you know him...ah? Why did he run away?" Sister Hua was a little puzzled.

Before she finished speaking, Director Fang rushed out like an athlete without even taking his coat.