Xia Wu looked at Wang Jin who was suddenly stunned and asked.
"Ah, it's nothing, I just miss my mom a little bit."
Wang Jin smiled and scratched his head, then asked.
"How old is Xiaowan?"
"Xiaowan is fourteen years old this year and is in junior high school."
Xia Wu said with a smile.
"I see, she's the same age as my sister."
Wang Jin nodded and then picked up the vase on the table.
"You can make such a flower at the age of fourteen. It's much better than my idiot sister."
Wang Jin thought of the pale girl on the hospital bed. She had such a lively personality before she got sick.
A golden light flashed under the vase, Wang Jin made a gesture, and Wu Wen quickly hid the golden light.
"What do you do for a living?"
Xia Wu didn't notice Wu Wen's little move, but continued to chat with Wang Jin about home affairs.
"We are from the community. It's the Chinese New Year, so we're here to send you warmth."
Wang Jin replied with a smile.
"Well, it's time to celebrate the New Year..."
Xia Wu nodded, a look of memory flashing in his eyes.
"I used to be a university teacher, but after I injured my leg, I had to stay at home and earn money by taking online classes."
Xia Wu said with a smile, seemingly not caring about his leg injury at all.
"Do you remember how you got hurt?"
Wang Jin frowned and then asked.
"Well...yeah, how did I...hiss——"
Xia Wu was thinking about it, and suddenly she covered her head and shrank into a ball.
"Is it okay?"
"My head... hurts so much..."
Xia Wu frowned and her shoulders kept shaking.
Li Huigang wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped by Wang Jin.
"me...!"
Xia Wu's gentle expression disappeared, then she pulled her hair and screamed.
After a moment, her movements suddenly stopped, then she raised her head and stood up from the bed.
"It's because I collided with another car."
The woman's tone and demeanor suddenly changed, from an intellectual and gentle mature woman to an innocent and lovely girl.
However, when this little girl look appears on the face of a woman who is nearly forty years old, it will only make people feel strange.
But Wang Jin seemed not to notice, patting the bed board gently and motioning for the woman to sit down first.
"Are you Xiaowan?"
Wang Jin looked at the woman with a smile.
From the beginning of these books with completely different styles, as well as the woman's own description, Wang Jin could probably guess the woman's illness.
This is a ward, a single ward. It is impossible for a family of three to live here.
What's more, if she is really unable to move, how can those two nurses who can only administer sedatives keep the room in order?
The truth is about to come out.
"Hmm, this is the name the nurse sister gave me. Who are you, uncle?"
The woman blinked her big eyes and looked at Wang Jin innocently.
"You, you call me uncle?"
Wang Jin was stunned for a moment, then laughed twice bitterly.
"I'm only sixteen, and I'm a well-known young man from all over the country. I call you brother."
"But you have a dark face, just like Xiaowan's father."
Xiaowan pointed at the disgraced Wang Jin and said with a smile.
"Okay, uncle is just uncle."
Wang Jin sighed and gave up struggling.
"Come on, tell me how you collided with other cars."
Xiaowan quickly got up from the bed, then changed into a comfortable position and lay down again, holding her head with both hands and looking at Wang Jin.
To be honest, if this series was created by a little girl, Wang Jin would think she is cute.
But if a wife in her thirties does this... Wang Jin will only find her cuter.
Not to mention that Xia Wu has a curvy figure, skin that can be broken by blows, and her measurements are even more impressive. It is completely impossible to tell that she is a woman who has given birth to a child.
The most important thing is that I don’t wear much.
It was fine when she was half lying down, but when she moved, the thin hospital gown could not block her mature body at all, and the little girl's mind did not have the consciousness to block it, which resulted in her posture now being more or less stained.
...lure.
"Ahem...don't test uncle with this."
Wang Jin's face turned red, and then he avoided Li Hui's claws reaching for his waist, then pulled the quilt and wrapped Xiaowan up.
"Okay this time, let's talk."
Xiaowan tilted her head, kicked off the quilt, and continued.
"It seemed like it was during the Chinese New Year. My father drove my mother and I back to my grandma's house to celebrate the New Year."
"The Chinese New Year is the best. There are a lot of delicious food and you can see your grandparents. Xiaowan likes the Chinese New Year the most."
"But the road was slippery that day and the snow was heavy."
"Then dad's car collided with someone else's car."
"Xiaowan doesn't know anything after that. When I wake up, she will be here."
Xiaowan said while gesticulating, and the two huge soft balls kept swaying with the movements.
"Ahem."
Wang Jin blushed, then looked away, and then asked.
"What about dad?"
"Dad has gone to work."
"Where's mom?"
"Mom stays with me at home every day. Xiaowan is very happy."
Xiaowan shook her head happily, but it was not just her head that was shaking.
"That's it, then Xiaowan waits for dad to come back from get off work, uncle will leave first."
Wang Jin nodded, then stood up and prepared to leave.
"Uncle, can you take me out to play? Mom hasn't taken Xiaowan out to play for a long time."
Xiaowan jumped off the bed, then grabbed Wang Jin's arm and rubbed it.
"No, it's too dangerous outside. You'd better stay home."
Wang Jin gently pulled away the woman's hand.
"Besides...I really don't want to see your father."
Wang Jin imagined it for a moment, then shook his head violently.
"Okay, uncle is gone, bye."
"Goodbye uncle."
Wang Jin pulled Li Hui and Wu Wen around and left the house, then closed the metal door with his backhand.
"call--"
Leaning against the metal door, Wang Jin let out a long breath.
He probably understood the woman's story.
A university teacher with a happy family had a car accident on his way home for the New Year. Her husband and daughter both died, and she was the only one who survived.
Since then, she has suffered from severe schizophrenia and has three personalities in her body.
Xiaowan just said that her name was given by the nurse, which means that the three of them will appear at different times every day.
Morning, afternoon, evening.
The bipolar patient Zheng Xiaoran just said, be careful with No. 4, which probably means be careful with this woman’s morning personality, which is the male personality.
Maybe he is extremely aggressive, maybe he is mentally ill, or maybe he will chase Wang Jin around the world with a kitchen knife just because he saw his wife's body.
But, what does this have to do with Wang Jin at night?
From a certain perspective, Wang Jin is very lucky.
It happened that I met the woman when the sun was about to set, and it happened that the house was not that messy, and the key was hidden under the vase, thus avoiding contact with the morning personality.
"Phew, keep up the good work, there is one last room on the first floor."
After taking a deep breath, Wang Jin turned around and walked towards the room at the end of the first floor.