Seven's secret

The middle-aged man reprimanded this little star who was not very obedient, would only cause trouble, and inadvertently broke his arm, while peeking left and right at Murong Qing.In his opinion, if you don't become a star with such a face, what kind of policeman would you be?It's just a waste of money.He didn't dare to ask to see their IDs one by one, he thought that Murong Qing and that baby face were in the same gang, they were also policemen.The more the middle-aged man looked at him, the more regretful he felt: Seeing his tender face, maybe a good persuasion can change his mind.How many young people don't like being pursued by others?If only the bandaged guy and the unfriendly babyface weren't there!

The little star who was scolded by him listened absently to his nagging, while looking back and forth at the three policemen in the same ward with curious eyes.Unlike his manager, his eyes mainly fell on Pei Rong.In his opinion, the baby face is too tender, rather fierce, and unlovable.Murong Qing is too beautiful, which is even more annoying.Only the man wrapped in bandages is more in line with the general public's fantasy of the police profession: tall, with tough and handsome features, and cool eyes when looking at people.

Xiao Xingxing also felt quite regretful, if only that baby-faced guy who spoke loudly and that obnoxious guy who looked better than him were not there!

Murong Qing didn't take these two people who appeared suddenly seriously at first, he knew what he looked like, and it's not like he had never met someone who claimed to be a scout when he went out before.As for celebrities, they are painted on billboards all over the street. Who doesn't know a few celebrities these days.The young man in front of him must not be well-known, otherwise Murong Qing would definitely feel familiar.Xiao Liu usually likes to watch TV, and he will watch it when he has nothing to do at home. He still has an impression of people who often go abroad.

These two people had nothing to do with him, so Murong Qing naturally didn't take it to heart.After leaving the hospital, I almost forgot about it.But he didn't expect these two people to stay in the ward when they came to deliver meals at night.Especially that young man with good looks, sitting on the chair next to Pei Rong's bed with one arm dangling, staring at Pei Rong with bright eyes, chatting with him while holding a fist in his hand. Fruit knife to peel apples.

Murong Qing looked left and right, the middle-aged fat man was sitting on the hospital bed near the door with his mobile phone, staring at him with a pair of evil eyes.Pei Rong was leaning on the hospital bed, staring at the notebook on the bed table, and occasionally said yes and yes, and he didn't know how they kept talking today.As for Meng Ke...

"Where's Meng Ke?"

Pei Rong raised his head suddenly, and when he saw Murong standing at the door of the ward holding the bag lightly, his eyes lit up, "Xiao Qi, why did you come here?"

Murong glanced lightly at the little star beside the bed, who was also looking at him, with the corners of his mouth slightly bent downwards, with a displeased expression on his face.Is this thinking that I have ruined his good deed?Murong looked at him lightly and then at Pei Rong, feeling a little unhappy in his heart for some reason.

"Where's Meng Ke?"

"He," Pei Rong seemed to have just noticed that Meng Ke was not in the ward, looked up and looked at him blankly, "Maybe he went to the bathroom?"

Murong frowned lightly and walked between the middle-aged fat man's knee and the little star's back, put the things in his hand on the bedside table, turned around and squeezed out, "I'll get you some water to wash your hands. "

"Xiao Qi..." Pei Rong called him from behind.

Murong Qing pretended not to hear.The ward is only a little big, and there is nothing left if there are two beds, but now it is crowded with so many people.In the winter, the windows cannot be kept open all the time, and even breathing is affected.Murong Qing decided not to eat with them later, go out to find something to eat, and come back to get the tableware later.

When he fetched water and returned to the ward, the two performers were gone, Meng Ke came back, and was putting bowls and chopsticks on the small bed table with his sleeves rolled up.

Plans are not as fast as changes.

"Mr. Murong, sit down for a while," Meng Ke greeted him, "I'll take these two dishes to the nurse's station and ask them to help warm them up." He picked up the two boxes and ran away.

As soon as he left, the atmosphere in the ward suddenly became a little weird.

With drooping face, Murong Qing put the basin in front of the hospital bed, "Hey, wash your hands."

Pei Rong intuitively felt that he was not very happy, but he couldn't say why he was unhappy, so he said without words: "Next time I will go to the bathroom to wash my hands. I will let you run back and forth every time. I'm also embarrassed."

Murong glanced lightly at the fruit knife on the bedside table and the peeled apples on the lid of the cup, and said to himself that he didn't see you when he was troublesome.

Pei Rong followed his gaze and glanced at the bedside table, "This..."

How to explain this?

The point is... there is nothing to explain at all.

"Oh," Pei Rong finally remembered what to say, "He said he was an actor named An Shutong."

Murong Qing has never heard of this name, so it doesn't matter what this man's name is.That's not where his focus is.Seeing Pei Rong's expression of "If you have any questions, just ask me", for some reason, Murong Qing's brain twitched, and he said what was in his heart, "I'm peeling apples for you with bandages on your arms... Know you?"

Pei Rong's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Murong Qing in a strange way.

Murong Qing came to his senses in an instant, and felt that his reaction was simply inexplicable.He lowered his head and coughed twice, trying to create an illusion that his emotions were always calm, "What did the doctor say? Can you get off the ground and walk by yourself?"

"It was all trauma." Pei Rong lowered his head and began to wash his hands, but his tone softened imperceptibly. "It's fine if I can move. I plan to leave the hospital in two days."

Murong was lightly taken aback, it seemed that it was almost New Year's Eve, so it took only two days, could it work?

Pei Rong seemed to see the doubt in his heart, blinked and smiled, "Just wait and see."

"Don't force it." Murong Qing quickly persuaded him, "I'll watch over Mr. Pei, and I'll do errands for him, you don't have to worry about him."

The reason why a seriously ill patient has to be discharged from the hospital is nothing more than worrying about his family.Mr. Pei is getting old, and he can't bear to be frightened, and besides, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, who doesn't have taboos in this regard?If there is a choice, Murong Qing is not willing to spend the new year in the hospital, but isn't the situation better than others?If you have to struggle to go home to celebrate the New Year, but in the end your body can't take it anymore, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss?

"Actually, there are not so many taboos," Murong Qing tried to comfort him, "How many doctors on duty do you think there are in this inpatient department? Isn't it good for people to spend Chinese New Year in the hospital every year? You have to listen to the doctor's advice and do it as soon as possible." Take care of your body. This is the most important thing. If you mess around on your own, you will make trouble later."

Pei Rong listened to his rare nagging, and the smile on his face gradually deepened.

In fact, this person's personality is not as indifferent as he thought, I'm afraid that people who get to know him well will look at him differently, just like his grandfather.When he called last night, the old man was still emotional with him. He originally planned to call the little seven brothers home to have fun during the Chinese New Year, but it turned out very well. Now it will be Xiao Qi who will accompany him to the hospital for the new year.

Pei Rong reached out and rubbed his head lightly, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Before Murong Qing could react, Pei Rong sat back on the hospital bed as if nothing had happened, looked at the soup pot on the crib table with a serious expression and asked, "What soup did you cook today?"

Murong Qing was taken aback by his action, and realized that seeing Pei Rong's nonchalant look, he wondered if he would make a fuss in the eyes of others if he expressed anything?

Murong walked out carrying the water in the basin in hesitation, and replied without looking back, "Aunt Fang's stewed pigeon soup."

Pei Rong watched him go out and couldn't help snickering.

Although it was a holiday, Murong Qing's life was not really relaxed.

Because Auntie Fang didn't go there until noon every day to cook and clean, Mr. Pei usually had breakfast at the breakfast shop at the corner of the street, or cooked noodles at home.Murong Qing didn't go there, and bought breakfast at the breakfast shop outside the community, or took the breakfast made by Xiao Liu to the hospital.After delivering the meal, I go home to do my own business. I go to Pei's hometown to pick up the meal at noon. After delivering the sick meal, I have to go back to Pei's hometown to send the tableware back.For an afternoon, Murong Qing stopped tossing back and forth, and just stayed at Pei's house to chat with the old man, and took him out for a walk when the weather was fine.The two also took time to go to the flower, bird, fish and insect market, and brought back a few pots of beautiful kumquats.Mr. Pei also has a few old friends who want to visit each other to give New Year's gifts, and with Murong Qing around, he also takes care of all these errands.With someone to accompany him, Mr. Pei's mental state has also improved a lot, and he was also cheerful when he called Pei Rong, not as worried as he was some time ago.

Murong Qing is now worried about Xiaoliu instead. In the past, when he was in Ping An Ji, Murong's old house had to worship ancestors on New Year's Eve.Murong He is still the head of the family, and there are many things to do, so the people who serve them around him are naturally ordered to go around.After worshiping the ancestors, there was a night vigil, so it was impossible for Murong Qing to have his own time no matter what.

As for Xiao Liu, ever since Murong He opened Jinkou and allowed him to move to the town, he seldom went back to the old house, and stayed in the town to spend New Years and holidays with his master Liu.Counting all these years, he and Xiao Liu have not spent New Year's Eve together alone.Originally, I thought that this would be the first time the two brothers got together for the New Year, but I didn't expect that there would be another incident with the Pei family.

Sure enough, the plan is not as fast as the change.

According to the current situation, Mr. Pei has no other choice. He must go to the hospital to spend the New Year with his grandson.Can he watch Mr. Pei run to the hospital with a bunch of things by himself?But he is old with Pei, what should Xiao Liu do?One is that so many people are not allowed to accompany the bed in the hospital, and the second reason is that Xiao Liu and Mr. Pei have only met a few times, and he has never even met Pei Rong.It seems unreasonable to ask him to go to the hospital to spend the New Year's Eve for two people he doesn't know well.But if he didn't go to the hospital with him, wouldn't Xiao Liu stay at home alone for New Year's Eve?Before Ling Dongzhi had invited them to the Ling's house for the New Year, but if he couldn't go, could Xiao Liu agree to go to the Ling's house?

Murong Qing felt so sad.