Zhao Xin was a flexible person, and she kept apologizing to the nurse.
But the nurse was unyielding and continued to lecture Zhao Xin non-stop.
Zhao Xin knew that her status was not high, and she had always been repulsive towards "upper-class people" with serious careers such as nurses.
If the circumstances were different, after being sprayed, she might have clamored for dozens of her brothers to see the nurse and cut them into eighteen pieces.
But now, her baby was in someone else's hands, and she had to grit her teeth and secretly resent her. She could only wait until the day the baby was discharged from the hospital before saying harsh words.
Zhao Xin shed tears for herself in her heart. Being a mother is so difficult!
Just as the nurse was talking about restricting visits again, Jin Qing on the bed said, "This is the cigarette butt I threw." So hurry up and get out, and let us continue talking about diplomas.
Zhao Xin was still scolding the nurse with his head lowered and gnashing his teeth. After hearing Jin Qing's protective words, Zhao Xin's face was filled with emotion: "This is my son. When did Ouyang Yue ever act so considerately?" thing.
The nurse sneered and looked at Jin Qing: "What are you using to smoke?" It's not realistic to lie.
Those girls had previously greeted Zhao Ru's hands, so Zhao Ru's hands were bruised and bloody, and there were many stitches on the palms and backs of her hands.
Jin Qing subconsciously raised her arms, only to find that both of her hands were tied like crab claws.
Because the left wrist was cut too deep, it is now firmly fixed on the bed. The ring finger and little finger of the right hand are tied together with the middle finger, and a splint is placed in the middle.
Wielding two such big pliers, the nurse really couldn't imagine how Jin Qing should smoke.
Jin Qing looked at the nurse and gently moved his two big pliers: "Do you believe I said I used my feet to whip you?" I have been forced to lie. If you don't even believe this, I will let you Doubt life.
There was a sarcastic smile on the nurse's lips, and just when she was about to speak again, she heard an alarm from the call system application in her ear: "The patient in bed 24 became agitated after waking up. Please go over and check the situation immediately."
The nurse frowned and said to Jin Qing: "Smoking is not allowed in the ward. I will discharge you directly next time."
After speaking, the nurse left in a hurry.
Only Jin Qing and Zhao Xin were left silently looking at each other in the room.
Jin Qing wanted to ask Zhao Xin about her diploma again. She had been studying for many years, but she did not have a serious diploma. She was the kind of person who could never graduate no matter how hard she studied.
Now that there is a shortcut, she is naturally excited.
Zhao Xin looked at Jin Qing with a moved face: Her daughter is really so considerate.
Feeling the awkwardness in the atmosphere, Zhao Xin cleared her throat and said first, "I'll buy you a piano."
At this time, the nurse just opened the door and came in to pick up the fallen pen. When she heard Zhao Xin's vulgar words, the nurse frowned and was about to interrupt, when she heard Jin Qing's response: "I don't want it."
When the nurse heard that the two of them were an old man and an old woman, they just walked to the door and left. These two were really from the same family, and their relationship was really confusing.
Seeing that the door was closed, Zhao Xin finally regained some of her former composure. She sat slantedly on the armchair next to the hospital bed, one arm resting leisurely on the back of the chair, her body tilted, and her eyebrows with a casual charm: "Are you hungry? No, Mom, Mom, let's buy you something to eat."
As soon as the word "mother" came out of her mouth, Zhao Xin breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, it was not as difficult as she imagined.
The hem of the cheongsam hung to the ground, and her entire white thigh was exposed. She unconsciously brought her two separated legs together, and finally simply crossed them.
Jin Qing looked at Zhao Xin: "You don't need to buy too much, one pig is enough."
Hearing Jin Qing's words, Zhao Xin nodded: "Just want to eat. Mom will buy it right away. Do you want...a pig?"
Zhao Xin thought she heard wrongly, and her voice raised an octave.
But Jin Qing nodded affirmatively: "I want a pig first. It's hard to digest if you eat too much." He seemed to be quite thin.
Looking at her daughter who usually only ate a few vegetables at a meal, Zhao Xin was silent for a moment: Could it be that she has reached her rebellious stage?
Although she was confused in her heart, her hands kept moving. She immediately took out her mobile phone and called her little brother. This man was left by her uncle Qi to run errands for her.
The call was quickly connected, and a groggy voice came from the receiver: "Sister Xin, what are your plans?"
This person was obviously an old Jianghu. Although his words were respectful, his tone was carefree, making it clear that he didn't really take Zhao Xin seriously.
Zhao Xin laughed and scolded him for a few times, and then said: "Send me a whole pig, nonsense, of course it must be cooked, big and small..."
Zhao Xin looked at Jin Qing on the bed and saw Jin Qing making a big gesture to her, and simply said: "If you want a big and fat one, you can't eat it. You don't care whether I can eat it or not. I want to invite the whole hospital." Do you care if people eat it? If you want to taste my pig, go home and taste your mother and sister..."
As if he suddenly thought of Jin Qing on the bed, Zhao Xin's expression froze and she stopped talking. Then she said a few words to the person on the phone and hung up the phone.
At the same time as the phone was disconnected, Zhao Xin spat on the ground with an annoyed look on her face: "Damn it, this old man has only been down for a few days, and all the bad guys want to take advantage of me."
After that, Zhao Xin looked up at Jin Qing, with what could be called a kind smile on her face again: "Well, you don't have to worry, I can protect you, I have more than a dozen brothers..."
Zhao Xin didn't finish her words after all. She lowered her head and took out the cigarette case from her handbag, holding it tightly in her hand, as if this could relieve her craving for cigarettes.
Seeing Zhao Xin's changing expression, Jin Qing said: "..." What I need most now is a bucket of popcorn.
Four hours later, four people with colorfully dyed hair who looked like gangsters came to the hospital to deliver pigs.
These people were pushing a small trolley filled with hotel bags. Seeing their hurried expressions, the hospital security guards followed them nervously, fearing that these people were coming to the hospital to cause trouble.
Looking at the expressions of this group of people, Jin Qing said: "..." If she hadn't smelled the aroma of pork, she might have thought that their boss had been chopped into pieces and now needed to be sent to the hospital to be sewn up.
As Zhao Xin stepped forward to greet her, she complained: "Why is it so slow? I've been waiting for four hours." The key is that during these four hours, she and her son just sat and stared at each other. Awkward.
The leader was a man with short yellow hair. He grinned at Zhao Xin and reached out to pinch Zhao Xin's butt: "Sister Xin wants a pig, of course she has to find the best and most complete one, so she wastes so much time."
After listening to the man's words, the three little brothers behind him also smiled slyly, seeming very happy that their little boss could find an advantage in Zhao Xin.
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