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"Thank you, Uncle Xia, for your concern. It's just a few minor scratches. It's not a problem. Teacher Xia has a deep wound on her ankle. We are currently in S Hospital, where Teacher Xia is undergoing suturing surgery. The doctor recommends hospitalization for a period of time. I think It is necessary to report to you, Uncle Xia, so as not to worry you."

The other party was silent for a moment, and said, "I'm sorry, Laining, I will take a look at it when I have time."

"Okay. Then I won't bother you. Goodbye, Uncle Xia."

After the other party hung up the phone first, I didn't have time to take a long breath and turned to complaining about my meddling. This is simply a thankless job.

The author has something to say: Alone Little Theater

Teacher An: What if there is a scar?What to do in case of infection? What to do in case of disability?

Teacher Xia: ...you won't be knocking your head off, will you?

☆、Chapter 13

The stitching was still in progress, so I called my mother again, and told her everything that happened today during her inquisitive questioning. Of course, Sang Yu and Song Tong were reasonably skipped.After my mother listened to it, she gave a long lecture as expected, don't cause trouble to others, and give reasonable education.

The mother on the other end of the phone was still eloquent, while I sat on the metal chair in the hospital corridor, chose x_ing to answer, and kept xing pretending to be deaf and dumb.The light from the fluorescent lamps and the white walls were dazzling, and the smell of disinfectant in the air made people dizzy.I vaguely thought of Xia Xiaoyou's estrangement during the phone call with her father, and her father didn't ask about her situation at all during the phone call just now, but instead took the trouble to care about me politely, just like my mother now keeps talking about Xia Xiaoyou's injury.Maybe this kind of family is like this, and they should consciously stand aside in front of some so-called big things.

My thoughts are as distracted as when I was a student during the first class in the summer afternoon. Although it is not good to say this, my mother's endless lectures are like the noisy cicadas outside the window at that time. What the Chinese teacher who is half bald above adds to the atmosphere.

The indicator light during the operation was still on, and the bright red color was brighter than the blood gurgling from Xia Xiaoyou's wound.It must be painful when the stitches are removed.The wound should leave a scar.Although Xia Xiaoyou said that he didn't care when we were on the mountain, but whether that was just a temporary excuse to comfort me, or even if he doesn't mind now, it's hard to say whether he will have a grudge in the future.It's as if a near-perfect painting has been scribbled with an oil marker pen without artistic flavor. Just thinking about it, this heavy sense of guilt is enough to make people feel thorny.

"An Lai Ning, are you listening!" My mother's voice on the phone was full of anger and strangeness. My mother didn't get angry often, but her contempt for her principles of life was her rebellion.

"Ah, mom, Xia Xiaoyou's sutures are finished. I'll call you later, so I'll hang up first, bye." I hung up the phone in a hurry, but the operation was still in progress. The door was pushed open from the inside.

Xia Xiaoyou lay on the cart and was pushed out of the operating room by two nurses. I got up and followed the cart to the ward.The ward is a single room, clean and spacious, with the same pure white walls, and a large floor-to-ceiling window facing the door. The dusk in the sky is like egg drops that have not been stirred in egg drop soup, which lacks beauty. There is a small glass table surrounded by metal chairs.The light in the ward was softer than that in the corridor, but it was still white, making Xia Xiaoyou's complexion as pale as paper.

The nurse gave some precautions and then left. I stood a few meters away from the end of the hospital bed, not knowing what to say, and the atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.I randomly picked a chair from the neatly arranged chairs, and sat down beside the hospital bed.

"Does the wound hurt now?"

"The effect of the anesthesia is still there, and I don't feel much." She turned her head slightly to look at me, and said with a somewhat vain breath.

Her eyelids were slightly closed, and her thick eyelashes cast fan-like shadows under the fluorescent light s_h_è, which made the usually bright eyes dim and added a bit of tiredness.

"Are you sleepy? Why don't you take a rest first."

She nodded with a very small arc when she heard the words, and closed her eyes obediently, her long eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings, and her breathing gradually slowed down.

Just when I thought she had fallen asleep and was about to get up to go to a nearby shopping mall to buy daily necessities and fruits, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at me steadily, and said like a mosquito: "Go back first, don't stay in the hospital, The nurse will help take care of it. Keep the car keys with you first, and drive home... Yes, it's convenient..." Her voice became weaker and weaker, and the last few syllables were vaguely mixed in the long breathing.

I held back a smile and sat back in the seat, and only after she fell asleep again did I tiptoe up and leave the ward.

Although Xia Xiaoyou said that she can use her car freely, using other people's belongings without the owner's presence is quite different from the family education I received, so I used a taxi app to find a taxi to take me to the hospital. The largest department store.

The taxi driver always glanced at me through the rearview mirror with strange eyes along the way, and I realized that I was as dirty as if I had rolled in a mud puddle (although the fact is not much different from this description). Talking, there are even spots of blood, and white medical gauze is exposed where the clothes are worn.I think the driver was either curious about whether I had been gang-beaten, or disliked me for dirtying his seat cushion.Of course, the latter is more likely, but no matter which one it is, it is enough to make me sit on pins and needles, so I can only look at the traffic outside the window, pretending not to notice the driver's gaze.

After arriving at the destination, I gave the driver a five-star praise with a shy face and a guilty mood to pay tribute to the seat cushion that I inadvertently soiled.In order to avoid the embarrassment of people staring back at me on the road, as soon as I entered the gate of the shopping mall, I lowered my head and hurried all the way to the clothing store I usually go to. I picked out a set of clothes that caught the eye the most at first sight, and made sure that the fit was not obtrusive. Then pay directly, cut the tag, put it on and leave.

"Miss An, do you still need the clothes you left in the fitting room?"

I stopped and looked back at the shopping guide's exquisite makeup. The wine red matte lip glaze reminded me of Xia Xiaoyou's wound and the mottled blood on the changed clothes.Those clothes are worthless, my mother would definitely say that, but before I finished my refusal, another sentence blurted out: "I want it, please help me to dress it up, thank you."

After leaving the clothing store with the paper bag containing the clothes, he went straight to the physical store of Xia Xiaoyou's mobile phone brand in the shopping mall that he remembered.Xia Xiaoyou's mobile phone was completely scrapped when it fell downhill to protect me. It is reasonable to reconfigure a mobile phone for her.After comparing Xia Xiaoyou's model with the latest model hatchback for a long time, he finally chose the latest model. After all, the old model can be called a prehistoric model, although Xia Xiaoyou used it very much on weekdays. But the function lags behind a lot. Besides, if the old one doesn't go away, the new one will come.