Dong Xiaoyin handled the aftermath quickly and sent all the injured away. Then the municipal people came in and started cleaning and repairing the small park.
During this period, the doctor took the initiative to visit the door with a medical kit and treated the injuries of the people on Huayuan Road.
Yan Yueming only had a few scratches all over her body, so just apply some medicine. He ran up and down, caring about whether his senior was taking a good rest, and making soup for Han Mei in the kitchen.
Han Mei was taken to the hospital by the search and rescue team, and her family members have been notified. But her father was away on business all year round, and her aunt had to go to the hospital to take care of her. She had no time to do these trivial things, so Yan Yueming volunteered to deliver dinner to them.
The aunt repeatedly praised him for being sensible on the phone and said that thanks to him, Yan Yueming only felt guilty. He thought that if it weren't for him, nothing would happen to Han Mei, so his voice on the phone sounded hollow.
Fortunately, Han Mei is in good condition and has no skin injuries. The doctor said that she will be fine after she wakes up and rests for a few days.
The children of the poor are the masters of their families early. Yan Yueming's family is not very poor, but because there are only two people in the family, Yan Yueming also learned various life skills early. His cooking skills are not very good, but his soup-making skills are good.
On this early May day, the coldness has not completely dissipated. It would be great to have a hot bowl of lotus root and pork ribs soup.
Wen Renjing was even busier than him, and Dong Xiaoyin caught him just in case of motion sickness, and no one was seen for a long time. The only one who was free was the third child. The pickup truck he drove was the property of the school cafeteria. Now that the mission was completed, he threw the keys into the arms of the search and rescue team members and ignored them.
Without paying attention, the mysterious wanderer Lao San disappeared from everyone's sight again.
When Yan Yueming went upstairs to deliver soup to Li Zheng, he saw Li Zheng standing on the balcony. He walked in, put the soup on the table, and followed his line of sight, just in time to see the back of the third child leaving.
"He left again?" Yan Yueming was slightly surprised.
"Yes." Li Zheng returned to the house, saw the soup on the table, and said, "The person who attacked you just now has been caught. You should go to the hospital now. It should be safe for the time being."
However, Yan Yueming looked left and right, up and down, staring straight at him and asked: "Senior, why haven't you lie down in bed to rest?"
For some reason, this look actually gave Li Zheng a sense of oppression. How strange.
Li Zheng sat down on the sofa, "I didn't-"
Yan Yueming's nose felt sore, "I even saw the blood on your handkerchief."
Li Zheng paused and looked at Yan Yueming. The two sides faced off silently. This is a battle for the right to speak, and Yan Yueming, who is usually obedient and obedient, looks directly at Li Zheng for the first time challenging his authority. He didn't look strong at all, even showing weakness, but Li Zheng hesitated.
At the end, he picked up the bowl of soup, lowered his eyes slightly, and said, "When you come back from the hospital, I will already be resting."
Who would have thought that Yan Yueming would bend down and look at him, "Then will you lie to me?"
If you want to tell whether a person is lying, you have to look into his eyes. This is the truth that my aunt taught Yan Yueming, and he has always regarded it as a guideline.
Li Zheng: "..."
Yan Yueming simply squatted down and looked up at him, "Why don't you go to the hospital with me, senior? Can we do another detailed examination?"
Li Zheng: "I won't lie to you."
Yan Yueming: "Okay."
He agreed and left simply, which left Li Zheng stunned. He later realized that he had been tricked by Yan Yueming, and he sat there for a long time, laughing silently.
Outside the door, Yan Yueming covered her heart and fled quickly. He felt that he was so cowardly that he dared to fight with his senior. Fortunately, he won, otherwise he might have knelt down if he had persisted for a second longer.
However, he was still a little worried. Wenren had told him that "As long as there is no serious trauma, seniors basically don't go to the hospital." How can he rely on his own willpower to calm down and fight against the consciousness of the world? Tough stuff?
Yan Yueming didn't want to comment on the senior's choice, and felt that he was not qualified to do so, but he was worried.
Have seniors always come here like this before?
It would be nice if I could share some of the burden for him.
Yan Yueming was worried and went out carrying the thermos bucket, got on the electric donkey, and rushed all the way to the hospital. When we arrived at the ward, it was lunch time, and Han Mei had already woken up.
"Xiao Ming is here." The aunt stood up and welcomed Xiao Ming in. She took the thermos bucket in his hand and pulled him to check whether he was injured. Then she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The people from the search and rescue team just Let’s go.”
"I just came here to ask some questions." Han Mei said, leaning on the bed to sit up. Yan Yueming hurriedly went to help her, looked at her haggard face, and said, "Sister Meimei, I'm sorry, it's all because of me this time."
He told in detail what happened to Ura Boxo last time and what happened to his aunt falling into the gap, but he concealed the possibility that his aunt was the protagonist so as not to overthink it. He only said that he accidentally ruined the plan of the emperor, so he was retaliated against.
After finishing speaking, neither Han Mei nor her aunt spoke. Yan Yueming looked up carefully and saw that they were all looking at him with concern but seriousness. The aunt shook her head and said, "Xiao Ming, I'm going to criticize you."
Yan Yueming: "Huh?"
Auntie: "Are you the only one who wants revenge? He is everyone's enemy. You ruined his plan. That's great. The Qi Bureau should award you a banner. How can a man say such a thing?" Are you talking about frustration?"
Han Mei also had a serious face, "That's right, do you look down on me?"
Yan Yueming shook his head quickly, saying he didn't dare. The people in front of her were different from the seniors. They had watched Yan Yueming grow up. They were not more important than relatives, and their words were also very important to Yan Yueming.
Han Mei smiled and reached out to ruffle his hair, "Okay, I was not careful. Just now, people from the search and rescue team came over and took notes for me. When I left school today, everything was fine. But I bumped into someone on the road. I saw a man dressed all in black and wearing a mask, and after saying a few words to him, he was controlled in a daze, and the search and rescue team members said that man was probably a poisonous person."
In other words, Han Mei left school and met Xun halfway. She was controlled by the poison and went back to school to kill herself, but the poison went to Huayuan Road? Prepared with both hands, it is indeed insidious.
Thinking of this, Yan Yueming asked again: "When you were in school, you still had your own consciousness, right? I saw you wink at me."
Han Mei: "I don't remember anything from the time I met that person to the time I got to school, but when I saw you, I had some consciousness. I want to remind you that something is wrong with me. You You noticed it too, right?"
Yan Yueming nodded.
Han Mei felt comfortable, "That's good."
While serving her soup, the aunt said to her, "What do you want to do here? It's good luck this time. Fortunately, you two grew up together and have a tacit understanding. You have to be more careful next time."
After finishing speaking, she asked about her aunt's affairs with concern, "Xiao Ming, it's not that aunt said nice things to ease your heart. Your aunt has some luck in her, right? If she could come back then, she will definitely come back this time. I can come back..."
Yan Yueming sat and chatted with them for a long time. When he saw Han Mei looking tired and yawning constantly, he took the thermos bucket and left. When he walked out of the hospital, the cold wind blowing in his face made his whole body tremble.
It was already dark, but the city above was brightly lit during the holidays and full of tourists. Among the people who walked by in twos and threes, some people were laughing and talking about the afternoon's "look-calling" activity.
There was an old woman selling flowers on the roadside. She had elegantly permed hair wrapped around a shawl and a cigarette between her fingers. Selling flowers does not rely on shouting, but purely on one's own personality charm.
Yan Yueming couldn't walk when she saw the basket full of flowers. He thought of Li Zhenglai and the flower shop called "Bailiangjin", and couldn't help but go to take a look.
Seeing his hesitant yet happy expression, the old woman blew out her smoke and asked in a voice full of vicissitudes of life: "Who are you buying flowers for?"
Yan Yueming whispered: "A senior."
Old woman: "The old woman has bad ears and can't hear clearly."
Yan Yueming: "I'm sorry, mother-in-law, what I said is-"
The old woman waved her hand and interrupted him again, "It doesn't matter who you give it to. Just think in your mind what kind of flower this person looks like, and you give him whatever flower he wants. Don't worry about whether flowers mean flowers or not. Flowers just look like that, and flowers mean that." It was added later, so it’s okay not to mention it.”
When Yan Yueming heard this, it made sense. Because of this advantage of his, he was particularly easy to listen to other people's opinions, so under the guidance of the old lady, he bought a bunch of lilies.
The pure white lily symbolizes the noble, elegant, kind-hearted and beautiful senior in his mind.
After he paid the money feverishly and returned to the electric donkey with the flowers in his arms, he was blown away by the cold wind from the upper city. His mind cleared and he began to feel nervous. what to do? He actually bought a bouquet of lilies to give to his senior.
Will the senior think he is out of his mind?
But I bought everything, what should I do?
Yan Yueming returned to No. 111 Huayuan Road with the flowers in a nervous mood. Wen Renjing was sitting in the living room, tinkering with something, looking down at him with his sleeves rolled up and a bucket and mop beside him, as if he had just done housework.
Hearing the footsteps, he turned around and said, "Huh? Junior, why did you buy a bouquet of flowers?"
Yan Yueming: "If I said I picked you up on the road -"
Wen Renjing: "I don't believe it."
Honest Xiao Ming would not lie and finally told the truth. After hearing this, Wen Renjing had a strange look on his face, "So Senior Li is actually a holy lily in your heart?"
Yan Yueming answered him seriously: "Senior is very good."
Wen Renjing: "I'm not denying this, I just think...well, you're right."
Yan Yueming felt that he seemed to be fooling her, and while he was suspicious, he saw the things on the table and asked in surprise: "What are these?"
Wen Renjing grabbed an ugly-looking straw doll, shook it, and said: "Ugly, isn't it? The one stuffed under the bed looks like it was made from something in the gap, which is not very auspicious. I will decorate the entire villa." We have found this kind of doll in all the rooms, as well as some strange spells. We have removed what should be taken away and wiped what should be wiped. Don't worry, nothing will crawl out from under your bed tonight. .”
Yan Yueming originally didn't think so much, but after hearing what he said, he started to get scared.
Wen Renjing put down the straw doll again, stood up, and pushed Yan Yueming upstairs, "Don't worry, I'm a professional and will handle it well. If anything can't be done, Sister Yinyin will help." As for me. Take the flowers and go see Senior Li quickly, what if he doesn't have a good rest? You know, I can't control him."
As soon as Yan Yueming heard this, he couldn't care about anything else and ran upstairs quickly.
There was no light on in Li Zheng's room, it was quiet, and he didn't know if he really slept.
Yan Yueming hesitated for a moment, then carefully opened the door a crack and poked his head in to take a look. The room wasn't that dark because the bedside lamp was still on. Warm yellow light illuminated the person on the bed. Li Zheng was asleep with his eyes closed, but his eyebrows were not stretched. Is he still feeling uncomfortable?
Yan Yueming didn't know, but he felt a little uncomfortable. Seeing that Li Zheng's arms were still exposed, he couldn't help but walk over gently and help him cover him with the quilt.
No matter how much he did, he didn't dare to do anything more. He squatted beside the bed and stared at the edge of the bed for a long time. Later, he realized that this behavior was a bit too crazy. His face felt hot and he ran away quickly.
He placed the bouquet of flowers on the table in the room.
After walking out of the room, Yan Yueming patted his face and felt that it was really hot. No, no, this won't work. It must be the fault of the lighting. The lighting was too dark, which gave him the illusion.
He strode back to his room, as if a ghost was chasing him.
"Click." The door closed, and he let out a long sigh of relief. His eyes swept across the table, and he was suddenly shocked. His eyes widened, and he ran to the table in three steps at a time and picked up Xiao Lu.
Xiaolu, what's wrong with you, Xiaolu? !
You are bald!
