"Okay, I'll leave it for you." Zhang Yu thought about the current weather and felt that it would be okay to leave these meals overnight, so he put the lunch box on the table next to the hospital bed with a smile.
Zhang Yu's obedient appearance was the envy of the patient in the same ward.
It would be great if his grandson could be so obedient.
What a pity! His grandson has to go against him in everything.
It stands to reason that given the current weather, what's wrong with leaving food overnight? However, some of my grandsons are very picky and won't let them eat the leftovers. If you ask them to say that this is just being picky, they haven't even washed off the mud on their trouser legs, so they are so picky that they show off.
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The more the patient looked at Zhang Yu, the more intense his eyes became. Especially when he saw Zhang Yu serving Mr. Sun some tea and water and reading a newspaper, his eyes turned red with envy and he wished he could drag Zhang Yu to be his grandson.
Facing the envious looks of his fellow patients, Mr. Sun, who was originally a little embarrassed because of Zhang Yu's service, gradually became contented.
I wish I could catch Zhang Yu and show off for a while.
But he did.
For example, when the doctor asked him how he was doing, he replied: "How did you know that my great-grandson came to take care of me?"
Another example is when the doctor pressed his injured area and asked him if it hurt, he replied: "Tell him not to come, don't come, he has to come and take care of me. It's not like my old man can't move, so what's the use of a junior?"
Take care of me."
The doctor who was examining him next to him was dumbfounded by such words of showing off.
All he could do was smile and echo: "Old man, you are lucky, and the younger generation is filial."
This sentence became even more remarkable as soon as Mr. Sun caught the doctor and showed off.
The doctor who was talking could hardly stop smiling.
After checking his body and telling Zhang Yu a few words, I couldn't wait to leave.
I don't know if it was Zhang Yu's illusion, but he always felt that when the doctor pushed the door open and walked out, he felt like he was running away.
Seeing the doctor leaving, the old man sighed with some displeasure. The young man now really couldn't hold his breath. Why did he run away before he finished speaking?
Feeling unhappy, Mr. Sun turned his attention to Uncle Zhao again.
When he saw him like this, Uncle Zhao trembled violently, then stood up from the bed and said: "Mr. Sun, there is something else to do in the factory tonight. Since I have Xiaoyu to stay with you, I will go to bed first."
gone back."
Then he looked at Zhang Yu and said, "Xiao Yu, your old lady Sun will have two bottles of medicine later. Don't forget to ask the doctor to change the medicine."
"I know, Uncle Zhao."
"Okay, I'll leave first." After saying this, Mr. Sun walked out of the door without waiting for him to react.
Only Mr. Sun was left on the hospital bed, looking at his retreating back with some reluctance.
Didn't he just want to say a few words?
Why is no one willing to listen?
The patient in the same room noticed something was wrong and fell into sleep the second before Mr. Sun turned his eyes to him.
Seeing him humming and sulking because there was no one to show off to, Zhang Yu couldn't help turning his back and laughing silently for a long time.
Then I felt that what I was doing was not good, so I turned around and started to divert Mr. Sun's attention.
After a while, feeling that the time was almost up, Zhang Yu coaxed Mrs. Sun to take the injection again.
After the injection, after Mr. Sun fell asleep, he lay fully clothed on the bed of another patient who had not yet been arranged.
Of course, Uncle Zhao had negotiated with the doctor yesterday about that hospital bed. By paying an extra fee, he could use the bed before there were no patients arranged to move in, and then let it out after the patient number came.
That night, except that Zhang Yutian got up in the middle of the night to check on Old Mrs. Sun twice because he was worried about himself, nothing else happened.
Early the next morning, Zhang Yu took the leftover food from last night to the cafeteria, borrowed the hospital stove to warm it up, made two more portions of porridge, and brought it back to the ward.
After Mr. Sun had eaten and drank enough, he drove Zhang Yu to school.
Zhang Yu took out his watch and took a look. It was still early, and it would not be too late to go there later. He ignored Old Mrs. Sun's nagging and went out to find a faucet and wash the lunch box.
After washing the lunch box, I rushed to the ward. When I passed a corner, I accidentally bumped into someone.
Is Zhang Yu okay? The lunch box in his hand was just knocked off, but the man opposite him dropped it.
When Zhang Yu saw the man who fell to the ground holding a baby in his arms, he didn't care to find out whose fault it was, and hurriedly reached out to pick up the baby in his hand, wanting to pick up the baby first.
Check to see if the child is injured.
Seeing Zhang Yu's actions, the man subconsciously dodged and hugged the child tightly in his arms.
Seeing his vigilant look, Zhang Yu smiled, but no longer reached out to the child. Zhuan'er stretched out his hand in front of him, grabbed one of his arms, and helped him up.
Following Zhang Yu's actions, the man smiled sheepishly: "Little brother, don't mind. I don't want to guard against you. It's just that I'm so old that I have such a single seedling. That's all in a moment."
I don’t want him to leave my arms.”
As if he was afraid that Zhang Yu would misunderstand, the man explained for a long time.
However, Zhang Yu understood his mood, turned around and said with relief: "I understand, I understand, you can never be too careful with your children."
The two of them had just chatted for a few words when the child in the man's arms started crying.
Hearing the cry of the child in his arms, the man was very nervous and coaxed with a pleading look on his face: "Be good, be good and don't cry. I'll take you to find your mother right away. Don't cry! Don't cry!"
When the child cried, the old man was so anxious that he almost cried.
From this it can be seen that the man is a novice father.
Compared to the novice father, Zhang Yufan was much calmer about his crying because the child had nothing to do with him.
He smelled the smell in the air and said, "Did the child have diarrhea? Do you want to change a diaper for him?"
"Oh, oh, oh, I'm going, I'm going." Smelling the smell of the child's swaddle, the man nodded, then hugged the child and left.
Looking at the direction the man was going, Zhang Yu's eyes flickered, and he always felt that something was wrong. How could he remember that the obstetrics department of this hospital was in another direction.
Shaking his head, Zhang Yu felt that he was overthinking it, maybe he was preparing to be discharged from the hospital.
Just because you have caught a human trafficker once, you cannot think that everyone is a trafficker.
Thinking like this, Zhang Yu picked up the lunch boxes scattered on the ground, returned to the faucet, and rinsed the lunch boxes again.
On the way back, Zhang Yu kept thinking about what happened just now, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
Especially after recalling the man's actions when he fell, Zhang Yu felt that something was wrong.