Chapter 134 Not Hugging, But Carrying It On The Back
Chapter 134 Not hugged, but carried on the back
Author: Man Hui
Chapter 134 Not hugged, but carried on the back
Xu Zishan asked Xu Mingshe to wait for Song Haiyang at the photo studio. He had agreed with him yesterday to pick up the photos.
Han Xinghui handed him 1 yuan: "Song Haiyang is here, treat him to a popsicle."
Xu Mingxuan didn't answer and said, "I have money, and my sister gives me a lot."
A popsicle only costs 5 cents, and he has it.
After Xu Mingxuan left, Han Xinghui saw that the hot water had been prepared, so he made another cup of brown sugar water for Xu Zishan.
Xu Zishan said: "I can't drink that much water."
"Drink it, it will warm your stomach and warm your stomach. Drink more hot water, and you will probably pee more often."
Xu Zishan looked at his hand that refused to retract, took it, drank a glass of water, and felt a little sweaty on his head.
Han Xinghui stood on the balcony and closed the door, took a few puffs of cigarette, then came in again and said: "You lesbians are delicate, you will get sick from the smoke."
Xu Zishan smiled and did not refute him. After getting along with this person for a long time, you will know that he speaks awkwardly, but he is very considerate.
"Why did you think of asking Song Haiyang to get you a car and a driver's license?" Han Xinghui looked at her with deep eyes, "Actually, you just need to tell me these things, and I can handle them for you."
"He has connections, which makes it easy to do this." Xu Zishan said, "He is actually not bad, but he is flattered and pampered by the people around him."
"Huh, you know him well." Han Xinghui said unhappily, "He is approaching you for some reason. Are you so stupid that you can't tell?"
"You mean he wants to have a date with me?" Xu Zishan said with a smile, "Actually, he asked Fang Yuhuan to test me some time ago, but I didn't agree."
"Didn't you say that his family's conditions are very good? You also said that he is not a bad person, why don't you agree?"
"You want me to agree? Then I'll tell him later and find a matchmaker to come to my house to propose marriage." Xu Zishan smelled the smell of vinegar in the room and couldn't help but joke.
"Go ahead and propose marriage!" Han Xinghui stretched out his long legs, occupying half of the room. Looking at Xu Zishan's smile, he knew she was joking. He stretched out his foot and kicked over a stool.
He said angrily: "You are a pretty boy, just like a baby."
"You are a black person, but you despise others' whiteness."
As Xu Zishan spoke, she felt a tearing pain in her stomach. She felt the location of the pain and couldn't help but frown.
Not only does my lower abdomen hurt, my stomach also hurts.
Han Xinghui saw her face turned pale and frowned. He walked over nervously, squatted in front of her bed, held her hand and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Xu Zishan gritted his teeth and tried his best to endure it, and said to him: "Go out and ask for a painkiller from the health center for me. I have a terrible stomachache."
Han Xinghui was squatting in front of her bed, turned around, with his back facing her, and said without any hesitation: "Get on the bed, I'll carry you to the hospital."
How could Xu Zishan ask him to carry it on his back and say, "Go and get me some painkillers. I'll just take one and it'll be fine."
In fact, she was thinking of sending Han Xinghui out to see if there were any special herbs for body conditioning in the space.
Seeing her forbearance, Han Xinghui couldn't bear it anymore, so he shouted: "Come up here, stop chirping."
Xu Zishan wanted to refuse, but Han Xinghui turned to look at her and said, "Shall I carry you?"
Xu Zishan was startled, "Oh my God, holding me? If someone saw me, then that's okay!"
Forget it, if you bite your teeth, you’re just carrying it!
Obediently lying on his back, Han Xinghui stood up and gently lifted her buttocks, making Xu Zishan feel like she was lying on the deck of a big ship.
After leaving the guest house, Han Xinghui strode to the health center with her on his back to find a female doctor in the Department of Internal Medicine.
The female doctor looked to be in her fifties or sixties and was very kind.
She knew Han Xinghui. As soon as they met, she smiled and said, "Comrade Xiao Han didn't go to sea?"
Han Xinghui said: "I've only been back for a few days."
"What's wrong with the patient?"
"My stomach hurts and my lower abdomen hurts too." Xu Zishan looked at Han Xinghui, whose expression remained unchanged.
When Xu Zishan saw the doctor pushing the pulse pillow over, he knew that this doctor was an old Chinese medicine practitioner.
The old lady took her pulse for a while and asked all kinds of questions before saying to Han Xinghui: "Xiao Han, please go out for a while."
Han Xinghui knew that the conversation was between women, so he immediately went out and closed the door of the doctor's office.
After standing outside the door for a while, I happened to see Han Jin coming: "Third brother, what are you doing here?"
"Accompanying someone to see a doctor."
"Who? What's wrong?" Han Jin thought it was another fisherman in the fishing team who was sick.
"An acquaintance." Han Xinghui said, "Go and set up the breeding farm quickly, and get the people in place as soon as possible. We can get chickens, ducks, geese, etc. in a few days."
"I just want to tell you this..."
"So much nonsense? Go get to work."
Xu Zishan can come out at any time, and he wants to carry it back. What can he do with Han Jin in front of him?
Han Jin felt that he was not talking nonsense. He was about to report on the progress of the breeding farm, but Han Laosan seemed to be eager to drive him away.
"Third brother..."
Han Xinghui took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and threw one to Han Jin: "Get out of here."
"Third brother, why do I think you are hiding something from me?"
"I want to tell you everything? Isn't it normal to hide it from you?"
The words made sense, but Han Jin was speechless.
"Okay, okay, I'm leaving."
Han Jin turned around and left. He felt that something must be wrong with Han Xinghui. Looking at that look, he was still a little nervous?
Han Xinghui smoked half a cigarette and saw Xu Zishan coming out of the doctor's office. He was still smiling, so his condition was probably not serious.
Han Xinghui took the prescription to the ward to get the medicine, seven pairs of traditional Chinese medicine, seven large packets, and a small paper packet containing three painkillers.
"Are you okay?" Han Xinghui held the medicine in his hand and squatted down again, asking Xu Zishan to lie on his back, and he carried it back to the guest house.
There were a lot of people in the health center. Xu Zishan was embarrassed. She was not a child. It was really embarrassing for a big girl to be carried on her back.
How could Han Xinghui allow her to go alone, see a doctor and get medicine, but she had not taken the medicine yet, so she must still be in pain.
"Idiot, aren't you happy that I'm carrying you?" Han Xinghui pulled him onto his back without any explanation, "I've grown so big, and apart from grandma and master, you are the third person to lie on this back."
"Who knows who you have carried on your back?" Xu Zishan couldn't break free and muttered in a low voice.
"What did you say?" Han Xinghui said without stopping, "You are so narrow-minded that you start taking care of me before you marry me?"
Xu Zishan's face turned red and he twisted hard to get off: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Who is going to marry him!
"What I said was wrong? Isn't it right that you didn't marry me?" This person was lying, "I said, you don't have any ideas when it comes to a handsome man like me?"
Xu Zishan was immediately amused by him, blushed and chuckled: "You are so thick-skinned."
"Well, many people say that about me."
This person!
Xu Zishan smiled cheerfully, but he felt less embarrassed and bored.
Han Xinghui saw that she was happy and said, "Do you want to fly a plane?"
"Huh?" What about flying a plane?
"Princess, please sit down." Han Xinghui jumped up and ran away.
Xu Zishan was already very embarrassed being carried on his back. If he fell down again, he would be like a straw-wrapped old man - he would be an embarrassment!
Her hands involuntarily wanted to hold his shoulders, but she failed. The man's shoulders were too broad and her hands couldn't hold them at all. She had no choice but to hold each other in front of his neck and hugged his neck.
Han Xinghui felt her soft arms under his chin and felt that he had never been so happy.