Arbors intertwined

When Yan Junping said this, Mu Yansheng couldn't help being taken aback, and then looked at his wife who was as angry as himself with complicated eyes, and then at his little daughter who was lying on the bed, frowning even though she was asleep.

Mu Zixin loved to laugh since she was a child, and she rarely saw her frowning.

She has a hot temper like him, and the quarrels are earth-shattering, but after the quarrels, most of them just make up with a smile, except for the incident when she was ten years old and this time.

In the dispute when she was ten years old, Mu Zixin dropped the frame of the picture, scratched her hand by the glass, and blood flowed all over the floor.

But this time, the daughter went to the hospital again.

There was a knock on the door of the ward, and the two turned their heads away. It was the doctor they had just met who came in.

Xiao Nuo went to the hospital bed to check on Mu Zixin's situation, Yan Junping asked in a low voice, while Mu Yansheng stood aside and watched silently.

It wasn't until Xiao Nuo said that the situation was stable and he planned to leave that he asked, "Doctor Xiao, can you tell what caused my daughter's bone fracture?"

Doctor Xiao looked calm, nodded and said: "It matches the swelling on the back, and the tear was caused by the blow." Speaking of this, she didn't say any more, turned and left.

The ward was quiet.

After a while, Yan Junping couldn't help but said: "I'm getting old, but I still refuse to let go of my temper. You can handle that thick stick!"

Mu Yansheng looked at Mu Zixin silently, his eyes sank slightly, all the original anger disappeared, and he seemed to lose energy in an instant, and he looked older by several years.

After staying in the ward for a long time, Mu Yansheng saw that Yan Junping was showing signs of fatigue, so he couldn't help but persuade her to go back to rest and come back tomorrow.

"I'm going back, what about Xiner?" Yan Junping nodded unwillingly.

Mu Zixiao was ordered to go back to take care of the two children at home, and there was no one else in the ward.

"I've already asked the family servants to come over, and there will be no one around Xin'er." Mu Yansheng went to Yan Junping's side and persuaded, "If you get tired, the family will not be able to take care of Xin'er." The family will not really run out of manpower, but Mu Yansheng can only use this method to persuade.

Yan Junping reached out to caress the center of Mu Zixin's eyebrows, but she moved her head uneasily, and her eyebrows frowned even tighter.

After sleeping for a while, I was still restless.Yan Junping felt pain in her heart.

But what Mu Yansheng said was also reasonable, she could go home and cook Xin'er's favorite soup with her own hands, and bring it over at dawn.

After a while, the Mu family's servant arrived.

The two stood up and walked out of the ward. Yan Junping reluctantly turned her head to look at Mu Zixin again, but was surprised to find that there was still a person standing in the corridor.

It was past midnight now, and the entire corridor was empty, and only one of the three lights was on.

Although it was already May, there was a ten-degree temperature difference between day and night, but Qiao Ran was still in the same clothes as before, standing there against the wall.

Seeing the two of them going out, Qiao Ran hurriedly stood up straight and bowed politely towards them.

But Mu Yansheng didn't even want to look at her, he just turned his head to the servant and said, "Take good care of Miss, don't let other messy people in."

"Yes." The servant immediately nodded and sent off the master and wife respectfully.

Qiao Ran's back was straight, and her lips, which were already pale from the cold, were even paler under the light in the corridor, but she stood there as if she didn't hear anything.

Yan Junping glanced at her, and left with Mu Yansheng without saying a word.

The door of the ward was also closed, and the corridor was once again silent, empty, only Qiao Ran was there.

The next day, around ten o'clock in the morning, Yan Junping came over with the soup.

The corridor is now very popular, and patients' family members or nurses often pass by, and there are also people talking, laughing and chatting in the corridor.

Approaching the ward, Yan Junping's footsteps stopped slightly, but Qiao Ran was still standing there, still leaning on the gun in the ward, motionless.

Now the light is much better, and it is even more obvious that her face is ugly, and the faint blue color at the corners of her eyes shows her fatigue.

Yan Junping walked over calmly, Qiao Ran still bowed politely like the night before, didn't ask to go into the ward to see, didn't make any unnecessary movements, and then continued to stand.

Yan Junping didn't look at her either, just opened the door and walked into the ward.

The servant standing by the bed seemed to be dozing off with his arms propped up, but when he heard the sound, he immediately stood up and saluted.

Yan Junping frowned, dissatisfied with the servant's attitude.

But she didn't open her mouth to scold, she just walked over to Mu Zixin and bent down to look at her. There were beads of sweat on her forehead, she still seemed to be asleep, and she didn't sleep well.

"Why are you still awake?" Yan Junping asked the servant opposite.

The servant immediately replied: "Second Miss woke up once after six o'clock, calling for Qiao Ran, and fell asleep again after a while."

Yan Junping paused as she wiped her daughter's sweat, put the soup aside and sat down.

Time passed quietly in the ward.

During the period, Mu Zixin talked twice in his sleep, both of which were related to Qiao Ran.

Yan Junping listened to everything with a blank face. The weird atmosphere made the servant on the opposite side restless, and finally couldn't help but apply to go to the nurse's station to inquire about the situation.

Yan Junping was always looking at her daughter.

Thinking about giving birth to her when I was a child, I didn’t notice the wrinkle at the beginning. After two days, I opened it, and when I hugged her, I noticed that there was a tear mole in the corner of the little daughter’s eye, a small, red tear. mole.

It is said that a girl with a tear mole is destined to cry a lot in this life, but when she was only a few months old, the little girl showed the characteristic of laughing, and she has been laughing since she was a child.

I always watch my little daughter grow up happily, as if nothing can trouble her, and she can get what she wants by acting like a baby and playing tricks. I just remember that she can always annoy people and wear a smile that can't be hated Come to please, there is no way at all.

But now, she was lying on the hospital bed, enduring the pain, but she couldn't get what she wanted.

Thinking of this, Yan Junping couldn't help being stunned.

Have you shaken yourself?Why do you think like this.

When Yan Junping warned herself, her eyes fell on the note on the bedside table again.

The girl who stood at the door for an unknown amount of time didn't beg or cry, she just left that sentence, left the ward, and then stayed in the corridor.

She just wanted to let Xin'er have a good rest?

The comatose person on the hospital bed finally moved.

Yan Junping hurriedly dismissed the wavering guesses in her mind, and leaned over to see Mu Zixin's situation.

Before Mu Zixin woke up, she was tormented by the pain in her waist and broke into a sweat again.

"Xin'er, does it hurt? Why are you sweating so much?" Yan Junping anxiously asked while wiping Mu Zixin's sweat.

Mu Zixin replied with a pale face, unwilling to speak because of the pain.

Yan Junping anxiously looked up at the servant's position, wanting her to go to the doctor, but the servant was scared away by the atmosphere of the ward not long ago, and couldn't find anyone for a while.

"Hey, how do you take care of people!" Yan Junping said dissatisfied.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Mu Zixiao walked in.

Yan Junping's eyes lit up: "Xiaoxiao, go to the doctor quickly, your sister is in severe pain."

Mu Zixiao seemed to be thinking about something, glanced at Mu Zixin, nodded immediately, and was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Mu Zixin again.

"Sister, I'm fine." Mu Zixin's voice was a little weak, her breathing quickened and slowed down, obviously she was patient, "The doctor said that the pain is normal, and it's because I don't want to take painkillers. "

It's not good to take too much painkiller, Mu Zixin planned to bear it if he could.

"Hey, Xin'er, there is no way for you to be in pain like this." Yan Junping wanted to persuade Mu Zixin.

Mu Zixin shook her head, and continued to look at Mu Zixiao: "Sister, help me buy some food for Qiao Ran."

After saying this sentence, Mu Zixin also lost his strength and lay there gasping for breath.

Before Mu Zixiao could respond, Yan Junping opened her eyes wide and looked at Mu Zixin: "How do you know she's outside?"

Mu Zixiao couldn't help but glance at Yan Junping. This was probably the first time Qiao Ran was mentioned in such a calm manner, and she didn't deliberately ignore it.

Mu Zixin's answer was very affirmative: "She must be outside, and she won't leave at all. Before coming to the hospital, she said she would not leave."

Even though she couldn't understand why her daughter liked women, Yan Junping was still moved by these words.

But Mu Zixin wasn't finished yet.

She finally looked at Yan Junping in a blink of an eye: "Thinking of her standing outside all night, my heart hurts, trembling and trembling. I have never felt so much pain since I was a child." As she spoke, tears overflowed her eyes and slid across the red mole , "Mom, I can't live without her."

"But I don't understand, how can a woman live with a woman for the rest of her life." Yan Junping couldn't help but shed tears, and took Mu Zixin's hand, "What if you break up after five or ten years. "

She has too many questions to ask.Why?how come?May I?She had never heard of such a thing when she was young. Could it be that it just popped up now that the times have opened up?

But seeing Mu Zixin like this again, he didn't want to ask anymore.

Understand or not understand, what is the difference, after all, it is my daughter, even if she is beaten like this by her father, she is crying and worrying about the people outside the ward, what else can she do?

Wiping her tears, Yan Junping stood up and looked at her little daughter whom she had always loved: "I'll go back first, you... hey."

She walked to the door quickly, as if she wanted to escape from something, but she paused when she held the doorknob: "Your dad, then I will tell him, after all, he hurt you, but you don't care about his temper." clear."

The implication is that they have acquiesced in this matter, but whether they can really accept it is still a question.

"Thank you, Mom." Mu Zixin's pleasantly surprised voice made Yan Junping tremble.

She didn't speak any more, opened the door and rushed out, then slammed it shut.

Qiao Ran was surprised that Yan Junping came out so quickly, but she kept her surprised expression and bowed politely.

Yan Junping looked at Qiao Ran for a while this time, frowned and planned to leave, but she still left a sentence: "There is soup at the bedside, Xin'er nourishes the bones, I want to drink—" She suddenly stopped, with annoyance and conflict flashing in her eyes Look, "In short, you take good care of her."

After finishing speaking, Yan Junping left in a hurry.

Qiao Ran stared blankly at Yan Junping until she turned the corner, only to realize that she agreed to enter the ward.

But what happened?

Mu Zixiao came out of the ward, seeing Qiao Ran's rare state of complete inability to react, she couldn't help but patted her on the shoulder: "Go in, parents won't object for the time being."

The author has something to say: Unknowingly, Double Eleven has become a festival, how many people are rushing to kill in seconds, and how many people are defeated by beheading~

Let me tell you, Bai Ye didn't buy anything today! _(:з」∠)_Because I lost a few days ago