Reborn in 1985 I want to leave the house with nothing

Lin Zhiya thought she had heard it wrongly: "What did you say?"

"Director Lin, I said that the patient in this bed was discharged this morning."

Lin Zhiya couldn't help but clench her fists: "Damn it, Li Qiumei actually got away."

When she returned to the office, Lin Zhiya became more and more angry and smashed all the cups on the table.

"This bitch is really abominable. If you have the guts, don't run away."

However, when she thought of the festering wound on Li Qiumei's foot, Lin Zhiya smiled again.

“Although this wound is small enough not to be fatal, it is not easy to heal.

Conventional treatment is useless, and if it is delayed, Li Qiumei’s toes will not be saved.

It’s quite pleasing to think about.

Of course, she would be happier if she were allowed to perform the operation and saw off Li Qiumei's toes with her own hands.

Lin Zhiya touched the back of her head that was hit by Li Qiumei and decided to take a good rest.

After Cheng Zhiqian left, Li Qiumei and Yang Huaihua returned to the ward.

Two people climbed onto the bed, making the narrow bed seem even more crowded.

Yang Huaihua sat down at the end of the bed and said, "Qiu Mei, let's sleep on each side. Just don't mind my smelly feet."

The nurse came in with a mercury thermometer: "Please take the temperature of bed three."

She handed the thermometer to Yang Huaihua.

Li Qiumei reached out to take it.

The nurse was stunned for a moment: "Which one of you is the patient?"

Yang Huaihua laughed out loud and pointed at Li Qiumei: "She is the patient, and I am the patient's family member."

The older sister next to him also smiled and said, "I see that you are more seriously injured than your sister. It's unclear who will take care of whom between the two of you."

After the examination and infusion, the two decided to go to the street to buy some delicious food.

Yang Huaihua touched Li Qiumei’s hair and said, “Your hair is so messy.

Let’s go buy a headband to calm our messy hair.”

After walking two streets, I finally saw a small shop selling various head flowers and headbands.

Headbands of this era are either made of wire with teeth, or made of colorful plastic.

The former is worn more by old ladies.

The latter is more often worn by little girls.

The young woman was wearing a headband covered with a layer of cloth, and the owner said it was sold out.

The plastic ones cost one cent each, and Li Qiumei didn't want one, so Yang Huaihua bought two big red ones without saying anything and asked each of them to wear one on their heads.

Li Qiumei thought the headband was too ugly and was embarrassed to wear it.

"Qiumei, besides me, who else on this street knows you?

Don't worry about it, let's go eat."

Li Qiumei went in when passing by a tailor shop.

After a while, she came out with two strips of cloth, a needle and a piece of thread.

"Let's sit down by the flower bed."

Li Qiumei used needle and thread to sew a few stitches on the plaid strip of cloth, tied a few chain knots, and tore off the excess part to wrap the headband.

Use needle and thread to fasten the knotted strip of cloth to the plastic headband.

Then, he put it on his head: "How is it? It looks better than before, right?"

"It looks beautiful, really beautiful." Yang Huaihua said repeatedly.

Li Qiumei put the headband on Yang Huaihua's head and picked up another piece of cloth.

This one has red floral patterns. Li Qiumei tried a different way of tying the knot and tied a bow on the side. Then she wrapped the cloth strip around the headband and fixed it casually with needle and thread.

"Qiumei, this one looks good too."

Li Qiumei put both headbands on Yang Huaihua's head and looked at them, then took off the plaid one and put it on her own head.

Yang Huaihua's eyes were full of admiration: "Qiu Mei, you can also do this, where did you learn it, it's amazing!"

In her previous life, Li Qiumei not only made clothes and pants for Qian Lei's children, but also made various woven toys, hairpins, and headbands using her mobile phone.

I didn’t expect that it could be used here. Why didn’t I think of it before?

Two people went to the roadside to eat tofu pudding.

Several young girls came up to me and asked, "Auntie, where did you buy your headbands? How much is one?"

Yang Huaihua shook her head.

"Does it look good?"

"It looks good, it looks good." Several girls said quickly.

Yang Huaihua began to flatter: "We bought them at the central square, 50 cents each, do you think they are worth it?"

A girl stared at Li Qiumei’s headband: “It’s the same price in department stores.

But it's a little wider than this.

The patterns are not as beautiful as this one.”

Another girl asked, "Do you have any more with this pattern?"

Yang Huaihua shook her head: "No, we bought the last two."

Several people left with some regret.

Yang Huaihua and Li Qiumei looked at each other and understood the meaning in each other's eyes.

"Qiumei, we have more than 200 female workers in our silk factory. As long as you make it, I can sell a batch of it in the factory."

The two of them became more and more excited as they talked, and they didn't know whether to go to the port city to purchase goods first or to make headbands to sell first.

The next day, when the doctor was making rounds, he told Li Qiumei that her wound had not continued to fester.

Li Qiumei was ecstatic; her toes were finally saved.

I received intravenous drips for three days straight and the wound has almost healed.

The doctor informed Li Qiumei that she could be discharged from the hospital tomorrow.

Li Qiumei was so happy that she went to the street with Yang Huaihua to buy a bunch of snacks and ate them while sitting on the chairs in the small garden.

Li Qiumei was enjoying her meal when she felt as if she heard Lin Zhiya's voice.

As soon as she stood up, she immediately squatted down and hid behind a chair.

Not far ahead, Lin Zhiya and a group of doctors were walking towards this side.

"Vice President Fang, I benefited a lot from your lecture today." It was Lin Zhiya's voice, pretending to be gentle.

"Dr. Lin, thank you for your praise. Our two families can learn from each other and ..."

A group of people walked by boasting to each other?

Li Qiumei sat down on the ground. Why was Lin Zhiya, this lunatic, everywhere?

"Could it be that she knew I lived here and followed me here?"

Thinking of this, Li Qiumei suddenly felt that the snacks in her hand were no longer delicious.

She will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow and she doesn't want to cause any trouble.

Yang Huaihua comforted her: "Don't be afraid, two to one, Lin Zhiya can't beat the two of us.

At worst, we both won't eat or drink from now on, and I'll see how she does it."

Before going to bed at night, Yang Huaihua vowed to Li Qiumei: "Qiumei, I will stay up all night to watch over you.

No demons or monsters can get close to you.

Just go to sleep peacefully!"

Li Qiumei was still tossing and turning, unable to sleep, while Yang Huaihua was already snoring.

Li Qiumei kicked her and was about to ask her how she made the promise.

Unexpectedly, Yang Huaihua turned over and fell asleep again.

Early in the morning, Yang Huaihua was awakened by the noise in the ward.

As soon as she sat up, Li Qiumei came in with two buns.

“Sister Hua, wash up and have breakfast first, then come down with your luggage.

I have already eaten and am now going to queue up for discharge procedures."