After Zhong Ping returned to Xiong Weiqun's ward, Xiong Weiqun asked about Dandan's condition without any surprise.
Zhong Ping said evasively that Dandan would recover well. Xiong Weiqun thought that Dandan's condition had worsened again. Zhong Ping couldn't say anything. At that time, his heart sank, and he stared and said hurriedly: "
Don’t hide anything from me! Don’t hide anything from me!”
Only then did Zhong Ping reveal what he had promised to Dandan indiscriminately. Xiong Weiqun was relieved when he heard that it was not a worsening of his condition or something went wrong with the operation, while thinking to himself that he was making too much fuss now.
.Thinking about the content of Zhong Ping's words again, he subconsciously asked: "What did you say?"
There was no way to avoid the disaster, so Zhong Ping bit the bullet and repeated the promise he just made.
Xiong Weiqun was stunned when he heard this. Although it is better than having problems with surgery, it is limited...
Zhong Ping saw that Xiong Weiqun didn't seem to intend to keep the promise he made without permission, so he hurriedly taught him: "As you know, a child as big as Dandan, although it is not within my scope of work, is still a child. As adults, we must not say
Then I regretted it, it would have such a bad impact on the child’s personality..."
Xiong Weiqun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and waved his hands feebly: "You come up with me and see how we can get away with it. I can't tell the truth. What were you thinking about when you made the promise? I'll tell her everything, just to the child.
Has your personality improved?"
Seeing that Xiong Weiqun only scolded him briefly, he relaxed slightly as he was conditioned to be nervous about whether he would kill him, and he echoed: "Then we will get through it, how can we get through it?"
"You should think about it with me."
Zhong Ping's mind flashed: "Say you won five million in the lottery!"
Xiong Weiqun rolled his eyes at him: "Where are the lottery tickets?"
"Can she even think about asking for lottery tickets..." Zhong Ping was at a loss. Then he thought of Dandan's behavior when the two met alone, and couldn't help but agree, "Yes... this kid is a monkey! It seems that he can't be deceived like this.
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"Besides, isn't it a great joy for me to win a prize? Why are I running around without telling her?" Xiong Weiqun made a last-ditch attack.
Zhong Ping nodded, feeling that this statement was a bit discordant, so he thought of a new one: "Just say you are being kept by a rich woman!"
Xiong Weiqun pursed his lips: "Stop it, if you continue like this, your young mind will be hurt."
As expected, this statement was even more discordant. Zhong Ping looked at the ceiling and couldn't think of any good ideas for a moment, so he hummed and said, "Then it's money from charity?"
"Is it possible?" Xiong Weiqun asked coldly.
Zhong Ping thought about it again, how could someone like Xiong Weiqun, who hated society, tolerate lying to his sister for such a reason? Then he completely lost his mind and cast his eyes on Xiong Weiqun's half-covered white quilt.
Hearing Xiong Weiqun sigh again, he continued to think hard and couldn't extricate himself.
The relatively speechless state lasted until more than half of the afternoon. A nurse came to Xiong Weiqun's hospital bed and said she wanted to give him water. Xiong Weiqun stared at him and wanted to drive the nurse away, saying that he didn't need an injection. The nurse was very arrogant and kept calling you "Why are you like this?"
, I have never heard of a patient having the final say on whether to take medicine or not.
Zhong Ping tried hard to persuade Xiong Weiqun to refuse to accept the intravenous drip. Later, the nurse threw away the needle and came to check Xiong Weiqun's wound. The nurse's movements were not delicate, and Xiong Weiqun's face was as flat and hard as if it had hit an iron plate.
After looking at the wound, the nurse was pushing the cart and was about to leave. When she saw Zhong Ping's bag on the bedside table, she angrily asked them to take it all off, saying that it was hospital policy not to put anything outside the bedside table.
Zhong Ping took the bag in his hand as he was under the eaves, and the nurse pushed the cart out of the ward.
"Look, is this a place for people to stay?" Xiong Weiqun was so angry that it would come out of the wound if it got hotter.
Before Zhong Ping could speak, the young man next to him spoke to him: "There's nothing we can do these days. Hospital beds are like a competition. How many people are queuing up to stay. My child is like this. It's hard to take care of people and spend a lot of money.
It’s only because of money that I live in such a place.”
Zhong Ping accidentally noticed that there was a child living in the bed next to him, but before caring about the child, he whispered to Xiong Weiqun: "Look, you have to abide by other people's rules in the hospital. Look at other children who are not making trouble anymore."
, you also have to be good and obedient..." Zhong Ping felt something was wrong as he said it, and then changed his words, "You also have to take good care of yourself, and heal your wounds before you can go see Dandan..."
Xiong Weiqun couldn't help but was dumbfounded again. It wasn't the first time he had seen Zhong Ping talk to everyone like he was a five-year-old child, and it wasn't the first time he wanted to strangle him by the neck after hearing it. Now that he heard
However, Xiong Weiqun still felt that he had the urge to stay in a mental hospital.
Later, Zhong Ping asked Xiong Weiqun what he wanted to eat and promised that it would not be as cold as ice cubes. Then he went downstairs to buy something to eat.
After dinner, the two of them discussed "what reasons should be used to deceive Dandan in good faith", but the result was still fruitless.
The time was getting later and later, and Zhong Ping had no intention of going anywhere. He just moved a plastic stool and sat on the edge of the bed, staring at Xiong Weiqun. Xiong Weiqun had no choice but to chase Zhong Ping away, saying that even if Zhong Ping didn't reply to him,
He also had to go back to his home to live in the rental apartment.
Unexpectedly, Zhong Ping refused immediately, saying that the cat had already caused trouble in Xiong Weiqun's house. How could he live there? The cat might poop on his face while he was sleeping.
Before Xiong Weiqun could say that even a big man like him couldn't deal with a cat, the young man who came to take care of the children spoke to him again: "There are quite a few caregivers who stay here at night."
Xiong Weiqun couldn't help but look over helplessly again: What kind of trouble is this guy going to make after a whole day!? Is he a professional confidant brother?!
Zhong Ping hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes, I'm here to accompany you too!"
"Where to live then?! You can't stay awake all night?" Xiong Weiqun asked unreasonably.
The young man also followed the words: "I will share the same bed with my children. Hey, if you can't squeeze in, there is a sponge mattress for the bed opposite, and I stayed here last night. I think that one is big enough.
Otherwise, why don't you go talk to him?"
Seeing that things were about to get out of his control, Xiong Weiqun not only had to live here, but also had to squeeze into a sponge with strangers, so he hurriedly said: "Just squeeze in with me and don't bother others."
Zhong Ping immediately grasped the key point: "Then I'll stay!"