He Is Warmer Than Time

At three o'clock in the morning, the cold wind roared outside the window, and the window ribs were photographed by the cold wind. Song Ran was buried in the bed. The fifth bottle of salt water bottle was replaced on the iron frame. Gu Jingxing meticulously guarded the salt water bottle. When he found the bottom, he went out to call the nurse to change the dressing.

On this day, without air conditioning or heating, Song Ran could feel the roots of his teeth trembling slightly when he spoke.

Don't be afraid of freezing it overnight, it should be cold enough.

Song Ran stared at him and whispered, "Jingxing, are you cold?"

Gu Jingxing said nonchalantly, "I'm not afraid of the cold."

Song Ran was about to speak when she breathed, and she suddenly said with excitement: "Jingxing, I can eat and drink."

Gu Jingxing happily said, "Really? Hungry, right?"

He thoughtfully did not ask the little girl about these unspeakable words about farting and not farting. Song Ran felt that the rough man was quite delicate in his mind.

When she was about to speak, her belly made a grunting sound, and Gu Jingxing stood up: "This bottle of water has just been hung, and it will take a while before it bottoms out. I'll go out to buy you food."

Song Ran grabbed him: "It's early morning, where can I find food outside?"

Gu Jingxing raised his eyes and looked out the window: "I'll ask the nurse at the nurse's station, you lie down obediently, and if you have something to do, ask the uncle of the family next to the bed to call the nurse, you know?"

After speaking, he left the ward, and the nurse on duty at the nurse station was napping with a warm water bag in his hand and a blanket on his leg.

Gu Jingxing gave a light cough, and the young nurse woke up in a spirited voice: "What's wrong? Do you want to change the medicine again?"

"No, no, I would like to ask if there is this restaurant nearby that sells supper or breakfast."

The little nurse tightened the blanket on her body and said in a dumb voice: "There is a porridge shop that does not close at night, but it is a bit far to walk over, let alone walk for 20 minutes, in Sanyuan Lane, turn right out of the hospital Turn left on Changshu Road and keep walking. In an alley behind Tongji Pharmacy, a lamp is hung in front of the porridge shop. It is very conspicuous. You will see it when you enter the alley."

Gu Jingxing nodded: "Okay, that comrade, I'll go out to buy porridge. Would you please take care of Song Ran, 305, please?"

The little nurse nodded: "Okay, okay."

Gu Jingxing thanked him and hurried out of the hospital.

At 3:30 in the morning in late November, the wind was bitterly cold. Gu Jingxing left the hospital and turned right, tightened his military coat, and walked along the street lights in twos and threes, and turned left at Changshu Road. After walking for a long time, he saw three. The road sign of Yuanxiang.

Sure enough, in the depths of the alley, a dim light hung at the door. The alley was dark all around, only there was on. The cold wind and the lights were compared, and people couldn't stop walking towards the small shop.

The owner was a woman in her fifties who snoozed by the fire. Hearing the sound of the curtain door being lifted, she opened her eyes and greeted enthusiastically.

Gu Jingxing asked for a bowl of pumpkin porridge and a bowl of sweet potato porridge. The woman hurriedly turned and walked to the fireside: "This porridge has been simmering over a small fire."

The woman filled two large bowls with plastic lunch boxes, wrapped them in greased paper, and stuffed them with Gu Jingxing. Gu Jingxing paid the money and looked down at the two bowls of porridge in her hand. It would take 20 minutes to walk back to the hospital. It's cold.

He did not hesitate at all, took off his army coat, wrapped the porridge, held it in his arms, then lifted the curtain, lowered his head and got out of the porridge shop.

When the cold wind blew, he shivered.