Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 102 102. Lu Chuan discharged from the hospital

  The imperial capital.

   Wanhe Garden.

  The low-key black off-road vehicle approached slowly, the electronic handlebar was automatically raised, and the silhouette of a woman sitting in the driver's seat could be vaguely seen.

  The young man sitting in the back seat of the car was pale, with calm eyes, and a small mole on his forehead made him look more melancholy.

   Lu Jing glanced at him in the rearview mirror, always feeling that the other party's mind was out of place and erratic.

   This feeling is very bad.

  Cotton home clothes were worn neatly on the body. During the hospitalization period, even if there were a few meals of shepherd's purse dumplings to mend, but the son still lost weight visibly, especially during the recent period.

   Originally thought that it would be better to be discharged from the hospital and recuperate slowly at home, but after the editor came yesterday, my son was in such a state...

  She sighed in her heart: "A Chuan, I forgot to tell you, that little girl sent another box of things."

   "I opened it and looked. It was three catties of tea, which they said was grown by their own family. There were also ten bundles of milk vetch. They said that they were afraid of being fresh because of the long journey.

   "But the tea is good, I ask you to drink more."

  In the beginning, Lu Jing felt very sad when her son did this to save others.

  Later, he insisted on transferring to the imperial capital, and insisted on not leaving any contact information, and the other party really didn't move. Even though he knew that they didn't give him the chance, Lu Jing still felt a little uncomfortable.

but…

  Now she feels that this girl is really simple! Even the expression of gratitude is simple.

   One does not mention money, the other does not say any great kindness, and the third does not ask if you want it.

  But if there are good things at home, I send them directly, and I don’t even say a few words of advice, as if showing up is a crime.

   This also made Lu Jing feel ashamed—it is her son's business to save others, and she is quite proud as a mother to save such a lively little girl. She really shouldn't have vented her anger at first.

   Moreover, she has also been to the countryside. After their son made money, they also enjoyed high-quality ingredients, but nothing was more delicious than the shepherd's purse they gave last time.

  If it is said that it grows randomly in the fields, she really doesn't believe it.

   They must have spent a lot of effort to pick them out.

  You said that it would be heartbreaking if you met someone who didn't know the goods and thought it was worthless and threw it away! How else can I say that this girl is simple and honest.

Among other things, the old men in the opposite ward would stand at the door every day at meal time. After Lu Jing delivered two dumplings in a row, she found that her stock was particularly scarce, so she felt embarrassed to ask Song again. Tan, I decided not to give it away.

  Mother and son eating dumplings every day is like being a thief, with ventilation and locked doors.

   Alas, I feel a sense of guilt after eating my own food.

   And this sense of guilt reached its peak again when they were discharged from the hospital this morning, when the other party brought an old ham from the ward.

   Now that Lu Jing thinks about this, she ponders:

   "A Chuan, I think your tea leaves are all packaged. Try it later to see if it's good. If it works, Mom will take a box, and I have to go to the hospital again."

  As she spoke, her scalp became numb again.

  You said that you would get such a large ham for two meals of dumplings. The quality of this ham is not low, and it took a lot of effort just to buy it.

  When she thought of her sneaky behavior during this period, she really felt ashamed.

  He was thinking about it on his own, and he didn't care about his son in the back seat for a moment.

  In the rearview mirror, Lu Chuan slightly turned his head and looked out the window, his pale face was clearly visible.

  His right side has been shaved a lot, and a hideous scar spreads from behind the ear to the corner of the eye, the forehead, and the place close to the cheekbone.

  The scar on the back was five centimeters wide from the back of the ear to the foot, spread all the way to the neck, back, and down the shoulder to the collarbone and chest.

  If the shirt was completely unbuttoned, the burn would have spread to a large area of ​​the back and the right front chest. Fortunately, although the area was not small, the degree was not serious. Otherwise, the post-treatment alone would have been painful.

  He has fair skin and a sensitive constitution. The doctor has said several times before that if there is no skin grafting treatment in the later stage, it is very likely that there will still be scars.

  But the skin grafting operation... at least two weeks, up to eight weeks or even longer, he has no time for the time being.

  On the one hand, considering that suspending skin grafting can calm Zhou Yongzhi down. On the other hand, he has a copyright cooperation to discuss recently, and it is not suitable for him to stay in the hospital and wait for recovery.

   Therefore, it is shelved first.

  The burn scars are different from other wounds, and they look hideous and terrifying. If they are seen by strangers, they will be shocked at that time.

  Because of this, Lu Chuan's black eyebrows and quiet eyes became more prominent.

  Looking sideways, the bridge of his nose is as tall as a mountain, and only his slightly pale lips show that he is in poor condition.

  He sat there motionless, but the small mole on his forehead became more and more eye-catching.

   Lu Chuan lowered his eyelashes, thinking about the messages he received on his mobile phone two days ago—

  [I just sent three catties of tea, drink more. ]

  This news...is unfamiliar, but it also seems to be invisible. There is also a vague…

   What else?

   Lu Chuan thought to himself, just like the tone of his mother just now: tea is good, drink more.

  He still remembered how he struggled to pull the person out of the car. At this moment, recalling the girl's pale face and unexpectedly calm eyes still impressed him deeply.

   No more... no more than he could remember.

   He was too flustered at the time, and he didn't just save this one, and now even his appearance is blurred.

The car was parked steadily in the underground garage. Lu Chuan opened the trunk and wanted to move the box, but Lu Jing stuffed the bag in his hand: "Go, go, just carry your clothes. There are still scars on your body, don't worry." Do hard work."

   As he spoke, he directly lifted the foam box and walked to the elevator entrance.

   This house was bought by Lu Chuan with the money he earned from his first book. At that time, the house price was not so scary. It was a 140-square-meter house with a terrace, located on the top floor of the 27th floor.

  The elevator went all the way, but Lu Jing was still rambling:

"You planted a lot of flowers on the terrace, and mom doesn't know how to water them. I just follow your orders, and water whichever pot soil becomes lighter. When you come back, you can take a good rest and take care of your flowers and plants by the way. "

   There is a "click" sound from the electronic door lock, and as soon as the door is opened, you will see a garden of about six or seven square meters.

  Although the ventilation here is good, it is in the shade, and Lu Chuan has planted some tropical green plants with scattered heights.

  Because no one took care of and adjusted the direction, a huge green leaf with a velvety texture stretched forward at this moment, so that Lu Jing had to carry the box sideways to avoid it.

   "What kind of leaf is this? Every time I see it, I want to ask, but I forgot—it looks like velvet?"

   Regarding fan titles: The starting point rules are so complicated that I can’t understand them. I went through all the partitions in the backstage today and found that they are given according to the monthly ticket ranking and the glory of the work. For example, this month is given according to the achievements of the previous month.

   Then I’ll wait next month to see if I can get it, and I’ll ask how to send it if I get it.

   Regarding skin grafting, everything comes from Internet searches.

   There will be more later.

  (end of this chapter)