Chapter 61 She is my brother's friend
Zhu Weidong looked at his younger brother, who was full of anger and was full of emotions, and followed him quietly.
"I won't wave you away, you and a few old ladies have been tearing up, what should I do if it really hurts people?"
Zhu Yaowu looked back and glared like a fighting cock, he passed his arm over, "Look, look at the teeth marks on it, the teeth are better than yours. If they don't keep biting their teeth, I'll pull them?"
He pointed at Zhu Weidong angrily again, "Who am I for? It wasn't because you called someone grandma and almost got raped."
"Forget it, I don't care about you blindly." Zhu Yaowu turned and walked to the inpatient department, "I also learned from you about grandma. You can decide how to deal with Ji Ling."
Paused, he said again, "It's a pity that such a big incident happened, her family is not here, and she is still injured all over her body."
Zhu Weidong said, "Well, let's see grandma first, and ask grandma for her opinion."
Zhu Yaowu understands what the elder brother means, he is not worried about these things, "Since grandma saved someone, of course she won't ask the other party to compensate her or something, but the injury is so serious. Do you want to inform the family?"
Zhu Weidong, "Notify."
Zhu asked Wu to respond, "Then see grandma later, I'll call."
When the two brothers entered the ward, Ji Ling was lying on the side of the bed and was fast asleep. The two of them walked lightly and were not awakened by them.
Zhu Yaowu saw Ji Ling guarding the bed, showing surprise, "Why didn't she go to rest?"
Zhu Weidong paused slightly while looking at the familiar clothes, thinking of the handkerchief in his pocket.
Zhu Yaowu turned around and asked, "Wake her up and let her go back to bed."
Zhu Weidong nodded.
Zhu Yaowu: "Shall I call?"
Zhu Weidong, "Could it be me?"
Zhu Yaowu: He rolled his eyes and walked to the bed. Afraid of waking up his sleeping grandma, he could only push Ji Ling lightly, but she didn't wake up, so he pushed again, but she still didn't wake up.
The other hand was already on Ji Ling's forehead, "I have a fever, call the nurse."
Zhu Yaowu let out a cry, only to realize it belatedly, and immediately went outside to call for a nurse.
In the ward, Zhu Weidong bent down, and the princess picked him up, turned around and put him on the bed next door. When covering the quilt, his eyes fell on the stitched wound on his arm. He put his arms flat on the bed before pulling the quilt back on. In the next bed, Mrs. Zhu woke up when her two grandchildren came in. She wanted to tease her two grandchildren, but she didn't know that she would see this scene. The eldest grandson, who didn't care about anything except work, would have such a gentle side.
Mrs. Zhu understood what her grandson was like, and it was precisely because she understood that she was shocked when she saw this scene.
Seeing her grandson turn around, Mrs. Zhu immediately closed her eyes.
At the same time, the door of the ward was pushed open.
Zhu Yaowu strode ahead, followed by doctors and nurses.
After checking the body temperature, the doctor first asked the nurse to give antipyretic injections, then prescribed some anti-inflammatory drugs, and finally gave instructions to the Zhu brothers beside him.
"Drink plenty of warm water after waking up, and don't touch the wound. I saw that she didn't pay attention just now, and the stitched wound was torn open, but it doesn't matter, pay attention later."
The doctor left after explaining. When the nurse came to give the needle, Zhu Weidong pulled Zhu Yaowu and turned around.
Zhu Yaowu's ears were burning, "I know how to turn around."
Zhu Weidong said, "Go and buy a thermos, two cups, two towels and a washbasin, and then go get some porridge and come back."
Zhu Yaowu: He misunderstood.
"Okay." He agreed, but immediately disagreed, "It was me who called the nurse just now, and now it's me again. If I don't go, you go."
Zhu Yaowu: It would be wiser for him to do it.
"Okay, I'll go." Zhu Yaowu went out helplessly.
The nurse gave the antipyretic injection, put on the drip again, told Zhu Weidong to look at the medicine, and left the ward.
Zhu Weidong sat down on the chair beside grandma's bed, and held Mrs. Zhu's hand, "Grandma, does the wound hurt?"
Old lady Zhu opened her eyes. Although her complexion was pale, she looked very energetic. "Boy, how do you know I'm awake?"
Zhu Weidong smiled, "Yao Wu was only focused on getting angry, and didn't notice that your eyes kept rolling back and forth."
The old lady Zhu narrowed her eyes with a smile, and stared at her eldest grandson with burning eyes, "It's okay, the wound doesn't hurt, but the little girl in the next bed suffered. I saved her, and she came to save me in the end. The little girl didn't look big, Very courageous."
Zhu Weidong hummed, "I asked Yao Wu to call the family. Grandpa and my dad should arrive tomorrow."
"Tell them what to do, but sometimes it's motivating the crowd." Mrs. Zhu knew she couldn't stop, so she could only chatter a few words, but her mind was on another matter, and her tone became more and more kind, "Wei Dong, do you know the little girl in the next bed?"
Zhu Weidong hummed, "I met once on the street before."
Listen, it's just a meeting.
The grandson with prosopagnosia can remember it once he sees it. This is to be careful with the little girl.
Old lady Zhu's eyes sparkled, and she was even more elated, "Oh, this is really destined, and now I have saved her again, what kind of fate must this be."
Zhu Weidong thought about it, he had saved the little girl, and grandma had saved them again, so they were indeed destined, so he nodded.
When he nodded, Mrs. Zhu was so excited that she couldn't help but sit up. This movement pulled the knife, and she took a breath, and she was honest.
"Grandma." Zhu Weidong pushed the person back, and said seriously, "It's a good thing that you are eager to save people, but you have to measure your own safety. At that time, you should call someone, not rush over by yourself."
"Isn't it fate?" Mrs. Zhu didn't care about this, she wished she could talk more about the little girl in the next bed with her grandson.
The grandson is 28 years old, an older leftover man, and the family has been worrying about his marriage these years. Because of the problem of face blindness, there is no one he can remember, the little girl who can remember the fate , what does this mean? It shows that the little girl is special to the grandson.
The more I think about Mrs. Zhu, the happier she is. When Zhu Yaowu came back with his things in his arms, he was surprised to see his grandma happy.
Taking advantage of the time when the eldest grandson went out to fetch hot water, the old lady Zhu immediately pulled past Zhu Yaowu, "Your elder brother knows the little girl in the next bed."
Zhu Yaowu hummed, "Yes, I know it too."
After talking about the reward for reporting, I couldn't help complaining in the end, "...Obviously he has a lot of contact, but he always gets confused later, asking if it's my friend or a classmate."
Old lady Zhu was puzzled, "That's not right, your elder brother just admitted that he had a relationship with the little girl."
"Grandma, take a closer look. I just told him that it was Ji Ling on the way here, but you were listening to what my elder brother said to you, and you only said that you met once on the street. Obviously he got it mixed up." Zhu Yaowu couldn't bear to hit grandma, but he had to tell the truth, "If you don't believe me, when he comes back, ask him how he remembers Ji Ling. If you want me to tell him that you saved Ji Ling on the way to the hospital, I'm afraid he didn't take it to heart."
The joy on Mrs. Zhu's face was gone. When Zhu Weidong came back, she really asked, "Weidong, how did you recognize the little girl next door?"
Zhu Weidong was pouring hot water in the washbasin, and raised his head when he heard the question, "Clothes, she wore the same clothes when I met her twice."
Puff Chi.
Zhu Yaowu was stared at by his grandmother, and suppressed his laughter.
Old lady Zhu did not give up, "There are many same clothes, and there are many clothes of the same style on the street that Ji Ling wears."
"There is a triangular slit on the shoulder of her shirt sewn with yellow thread."
Old lady Zhu:
Zhu Weidong still looked blank, "Ji Ling? The one who reported it with Yao Wu? Where is it?"
Old lady Zhu: She shouldn't have hoped.
(end of this chapter)