"Mom, I know." Qiqi's tears flowed down again. The moment Azhe risked his own life to save her, she was so shocked that her heart trembled violently every time she thought about it now.
"Azhe is also a poor child. I was a little biased against him before, but I really didn't expect him to be so good. You can take care of him here with peace of mind. Mom will come often. From now on, we will be a family." Yang Peijie
He reached out to wipe the tears from his daughter's face and hugged her.
"mom."
"Go back, mom will come back tomorrow." Yang Peijie watched her daughter return to the ward before leaving.
Azhe's injuries were too serious, especially the burns on his back, which almost burned off half of his back. Whenever Qiqi saw his dark, rotting back, her heart ached as if she was being ripped off.
It hurt so much to tear her apart, but she didn't want him to worry, so she could only suppress her tears.
Azhe is very strong. No matter how painful it is, he doesn't say a word, grits his teeth and endures it. He is not afraid of pain, and he is very lucky that he had the opportunity to save Qiqi. If Qiqi was injured, he would probably be worse than he is now.
It hurts a thousand times more.
After the doctor changed his medicine, he lay back on the bed. Qiqi quickly walked to the bed and asked, "Is it painful?"
"It doesn't hurt very much, just a little bit." Azhe was still laughing.
The doctors on the side couldn't help but shake their heads. How could it not hurt? This kind of pain is simply not something that ordinary people can bear.
This man is really strong enough to worry about his girlfriend.
"It's all my fault. If you hadn't saved me, you wouldn't have suffered such serious injuries." Qiqi cried sadly, blaming herself.
"Fool, if I can't save you, I will hate myself to death! As long as you don't think I'm ugly in the future." Azhe squeezed her hand half-jokingly.
Half of Ah Zhe's cheek was also burned a little. Although the area was not large, it was still very obvious.
"You are not ugly, you are the most handsome in my eyes." Qiqi reached out to touch his uninjured cheek.
"Maybe our wedding will be postponed. You won't mind if your groom has flaws then." Ah Zhe was a little sad and really wanted to marry her home as soon as possible.
"If you say such things again, I will be really angry and ignore you." Qiqi was so angry that he cried. She knew that he didn't mean it and she felt distressed by his words.
"Okay, I know I was wrong. Stop crying. If you cry again, it will hurt me even more."
Qiqi, I'm really sorry. Even if I am broken now, I can't let go of your hand.
Not long after, Azhe fell asleep again. His medicine contained diazepam. Now he just needs more rest to recover quickly.
A week later, Azhe's injury stabilized and he spent more time awake, but it would take at least a month before he could get out of bed.
After half a month, Azhe was really fed up and strongly requested to get out of bed for a walk and get some fresh air.
Qiqi saw that he was really suffering from the pain. After obtaining the doctor's permission, Qiqi used a wheelchair to push him for a walk in the small garden outside.
"Please help me walk." Azhe held Qiqi's hand and asked. It was his back that was injured, not his legs. If he was not allowed to walk, he felt that his legs would degenerate.
Qiqi asked the nurse beside her, and after getting her consent, she held his uninjured arm and took him for a slow walk in the garden.
Suddenly, Azhe stopped and looked into the distance with soft eyes. Qiqi followed his gaze curiously and saw that several little boys were playing football not far away. Several of the children had lost all their hair.
But they are still very happy, running happily in the sunshine.
"Those children are all patients in the hospital. The little ones have leukemia and have to undergo chemotherapy frequently. They are miserable." The nurse who followed the two explained.
"It's so pitiful to have such a disease at such a young age." Qiqi felt a little sad.
"They are so seriously ill, but they still live a happy and sunny life. What does this injury on my body mean?" Azhe sighed and spoke with a faint smile on his lips.
"These children are really strong. There is a child named Niu Niu. His parents spent all their savings to treat him. They also sold their house and quit their jobs. Now they are taking care of their children in the hospital.
It's really pitiful to work odd jobs for the hospital." The nurse also felt very sad.
"Are these children's families poor?" Azhe asked with a frown.
"People from well-off families live in high-end single wards, so how can they have the opportunity to play with their children?"
"Send me the list of children from poor families to the ward, and I will help them according to the situation." Azhe said softly.
"Yes!" The nurse was very happy. Finally, someone was willing to help these children.
"Why do you suddenly want to help the children?" Qiqi looked up at his side face bathed in the sun, feeling a slight warmth in her heart.
Azhe lowered his head and looked at her, "I have been looking for you for more than ten years and have never done anything good. Now that we are together, I want to help those who need our help... to accumulate blessings for my mother.
Gather blessings for us and for our children in the future.”
After hearing this, Qiqi's cheeks turned slightly red, "You're thinking too far... We're not even married yet."
"How could it be so far away? We will have children soon after we get married." Azhe was quite confident in himself.
The happy life he had longed for for a long time could finally come true, which often made him feel unreal. Only when he actually held her hand did he know that he was not dreaming.
"Auntie, uncle, hello." A cool female voice sounded. The two looked back and saw that An An was walking towards them quickly with a schoolbag on her back.
"An'an, you're here." Qiqi helped Azhe sit back in the wheelchair.
"Uncle, these flowers are for you. I hope you can recover as soon as possible." An An gave a bouquet of flowers to Azhe.
"Thank you." Azhe smiled at her.
"Why did you come by yourself?" Qiqi looked at her with concern and asked.
"I know my uncle is hospitalized, so I came here to check on you. I won't disturb you." An An smiled sweetly. Although An An is only twelve years old, she is very tall, almost as tall as Qiqi.
"Of course I won't bother you. I'm glad you can come. I'll have dinner with you tonight."
"No, I'll be leaving in a moment. I just came to see you." An An said sensibly.
"No, you have to eat before leaving. Your grandma will bring food over soon."
"Really? Grandma is coming. I like to eat the dishes cooked by grandma the most, but...will it be inconvenient?" An An looked confused.
"You're such a little kid, how come you have so many things going on?" Qiqi couldn't help but rub her head.
"I'm not a little kid anymore, I'm almost as tall as you." An An compared it with her hands, and it turned out that the difference is not much different.
"Let's go back and talk later." Azhe coughed lightly, interrupting the conversation between the two.
"Let me push my uncle." An An took the initiative to push Azhe's wheelchair.
An An has a lively temperament, as if she has endless energy and endless things to say.
With her around, the ward was filled with laughter and laughter. Qiqi had not been this happy for a long time, and Azhe also had a rare smile on his face.
"Auntie, let me show you, this is the love letter I received today. You must not tell my parents. I only dare to tell you and my uncle." An An took out a large pile of letters from her schoolbag and threw it on the table.
superior.
Qiqi was obviously a little frightened. There must have been at least twenty letters.
How crazy are today's students to charge so much in one day?
"Is there anyone among them that you like?" Azhe asked curiously. Love in school days is the purest and purest. Although he and Qiqi were not in love in school days, they met at the most beautiful age.
This is the best gift God gave him.
"Of course not. How could I like these young men? Do I have such no sense?" An An directly threw these love letters into the trash can.
"They are like this... won't it affect your schooling?" Qiqi felt a little sympathy for the little girl. It seemed that she was being harassed quite a lot.
"A little bit, but I'm used to it." An An shrugged helplessly, then laughed again, held her face in her hands, and said, "Who makes me love everyone, and I have the ability to inherit flowers?"
She is a young and invincible girl who has taken over all the beauty of her parents."
"Why don't you ask your parents to transfer you to another school? It's not an option if this continues." Qiqi reached out and touched An An's long hair. This girl is really beautiful. When she was a child, she looked like an ordinary little girl. But as time went on,
As she grew older, she felt like a different person, and she had to admit that genes were really powerful things.
"It makes sense. After I transferred to another school, I put on makeup every day and turned myself into an ugly monster, so that everyone would walk around me... Auntie, you are so talented." An An hugged her and shook her.
Qiqi, "..."
Just pretend she didn't say it.
With An An as a happy nut, Azhe and Qiqi's gloomy moods improved a lot. When Yang Peijie came in, they heard the laughter in the house and their moods also improved.
"Grandma... you're here, An An's belly is starving!" An An stepped forward and hugged Yang Peijie's arm to please her, her little face turned into a smile.
"I asked why the two of them are so happy today. It turns out that little pistachio is here. Come and eat first." When Yang Peijie heard that An An was hungry, she hurriedly came to the sofa and put out all the food for the little girl to eat.
Up.
I forgot about my daughter and son-in-law.
Qiqi and Azhe looked at the happy grandfather and grandson, looked at each other, and knew that they were going to have no luck today.
After eating, An An accompanied Yang Peijie and left, leaving only Azhe and Qiqi in the ward.
"Jin Nana has been imprisoned now. Do you have any other ideas?" Qiqi didn't want to bother him with this matter, but then she thought about it. He was the direct victim and had the right to do something about it.
