"The child is inside. We can't sit still if we wait somewhere else."

"Then let's do this. Go and get Madam a sofa, and get a small coffee table and pour some tea. Madam, please sit here and wait. We will accompany you."

"Okay, Dean, if you guys aren't accompanying me like this, it makes me feel like I'm seriously ill."

"Ma'am, you can't think like that."

"Okay, Dean, go get busy."

The lady has given the order, and the dean has to carry it out.

"Okay, you all should leave."

All the doctors left, only the dean stayed.

Qiqi knew that even if she chased the dean away, he would not leave, so she simply stopped talking. Qiqi naturally understood these social etiquettes.

The light in the emergency room went out, the door opened, and Xiaohu was pushed out.

"how's it going?"

Xiaoxue rushed over quickly. Qiqi stood aside because she was pregnant.

"It's okay, my left leg is broken and it's in a cast."

"Then my brother won't become a cripple, right?"

"of course not."

Xiaoxue finally felt relieved.

The dean had already arranged a single room for him.

Xiaohu was pushed in and carried to the bed, still sleeping soundly.

"When will my brother wake up?"

"You'll wake up after the anesthetic wears off."

After a busy period, we finally saw the dean and the doctor off.

Only then did Qiqi calm down.

I found out that Aunt Fang and her son had not left yet.

This mother and son are truly warm-hearted and kind-hearted.

"Auntie Fang, I'm sorry to bother you. Look, I'll call a car to take you home first, okay?"

Aunt Fang and her son are kind people.

Xiaoxue also felt a little guilty for her misunderstanding just now, and quickly continued Qiqi's words,

"Yeah, shall I take you there?"

"No, let's wait until the child wakes up and see if he's okay, then we can leave. You don't have to send me off, it's not far."

"Well, Aunt Fang, come here and sit over here, let's talk."

Qiqi really has something to do and wants to talk to Aunt Fang.

That’s the thing about the yard.

She wants to buy the yard.

"I'll help you."

Jinxuan saw Xiaoxue carrying a basin to fetch water, so he hurried forward, took the basin and walked out.

Qiqi couldn't help but smile when she saw it. Jinxuan is a really good kid.

"Alas, our Jinxuan has a kind heart, but he just can't express it. I am really worried."

Aunt Fang looked at her son's expression, feeling both relieved and worried.

"What's wrong? I think Jinxuan is pretty good."

"is it?"

Aunt Fang was happy.

"My husband died early. Jinxuan is eighteen this year. He graduated from high school last year but failed to get into college. He has been idle at home. I am anxious. Look, it is difficult to find a job or a wife."

"Did Jinxuan graduate from high school?"

No wonder Jinxuan looks so bookish, this guy actually graduated from high school. High school graduation is considered a high level of education in the county.

However, in the 1970s and 1980s, jobs were inherited by children. People called it succession.

(For example, if the mother is a middle school teacher, once she reaches retirement age, her daughter or son will take over as a middle school teacher. Alternatively, she can be admitted to a technical secondary school, vocational school, or university, and then be directly assigned a job after graduation.)

Jinxuan does not have either of these two options.

Therefore, it is normal that Jinxuan has no job even though he graduated from high school.

"Don't worry, Aunt Fang. Jinxuan is well-educated. I'll help him keep an eye out for him. He will definitely be able to find a suitable job."

Who is Qiqi?

That was the dean's wife, who said she wanted to find a job for Jinxuan. Aunt Fang naturally believed it very much and was very happy.

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