Cinderella's Gypsophila

Qi Yan went shopping with Cheng Cheng and went home.

When there are no grown-ups in the house, everything is fine.

Even though it is small and broken, the halo of dusk falls on this small broken house, and the warm orange color still makes people feel calm and warm.

Qi Yan's room has been tidied up and everything is in order.

Cheng Cheng: "Xiao Yan, I didn't mess with your things. Whatever you're looking for, I can find it for you at any time."

Qi Yan looked at him.

"It doesn't matter if you move around."

In this family, Qi Shengbin and Meng Xinlan are not worthy of touching his things, only Cheng Sheng is fine.

Cheng Cheng looked at him, his eyes dimmed.

Qi Yan: "I'll make you dinner."

Cheng Cheng followed him to the kitchen, Qi Yan rolled up his sleeves: "You just got out of the hospital, go sit outside."

Cheng Cheng: "But, can you cook?"

Qi Yan: "..."

Cheng Cheng: "Let's do it together, okay?"

That day, it was the first time in Qi Yan's life that he actually cut vegetables with a knife. Under Cheng Cheng's slightly worried eyes, the shredded pork and potatoes were cut very well.

He is very proud, this is called a natural handicraft talent, it is not difficult at all.

The vegetables he cut out were fried by Cheng Cheng.

The pot is sizzling.

After not going home for a semester, Cheng Cheng's cooking skills have obviously improved, and the fried potato shreds are really delicious and fragrant.

……

Qi Yan wolfed down the shredded pork and potatoes.

Cheng Cheng continued to drink his bland porridge.Qi Yan chuckled, originally he was the one who cooked for Cheng Cheng, but the objective result was that Cheng Cheng cooked for him.

Cheng Cheng asked about grandma and Xiaoyue.

Qi Yan told him that they were all very well, and told him about the running water feasts in the countryside for Chinese New Year, and about the liveliness of dragon and lion dances.

Of course, there are some things that he didn’t talk about—for example, he went up the tree to dig out bird eggs, and peeked at the little widow’s love affair in front of the door.Even the firecrackers that are often played in the city to fry the mud have been upgraded, and the cesspit is directly blown in the countryside.

He is real leather.

It's much skinnier than the ugliest look shown to Cheng Sheng.

If only they could meet in another way.Then he must be crazy in front of Cheng Cheng every day, turning this serious and clean boy into a pippi shrimp.

Sure, the serious brother on the surface is actually super malleable.

What if they were just ordinary classmates?Then he must be pulling him together every day.

After dinner, Qi Yan went to wash the dishes.

Cheng Cheng was afraid that he would get his clothes dirty, so he helped him put on his apron from behind.

With a little selfishness, I hugged him quietly.

Unexpectedly, Qi Yan smiled lowly and sniffed: "Sweet."

"fragrant?"

"Well, it smells good. Your coconut-flavored body wash always makes people want to lick it."

Cheng Cheng paused, and his chest instantly boiled hot.

He wanted to ask, what kind of coconut-flavored body wash, but he couldn't ask.Fortunately, he was behind Qi Yan, so no one saw him even if he was in a panic.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Qi Yan tilted his head, and he also felt strange, his brother had just been discharged from the hospital, so it would be good if he didn't smell like a hospital, how could it be sweet?

But it is so fragrant and sweet.

He straightened his back, pressed his back against Cheng Cheng's chest and collarbone, and continued to smell and smell.

The back touched the bone, and it was a little painful.

So thin...Qi Yan remembered that he was doted on by his grandma, loved by his younger sister, and had all kinds of delicious food this year, but how did Cheng Cheng spend those few days?

Is it another person lying on a cold hospital bed, no one cares?

He gritted his teeth.

Really, if he makes money in the future, he really wants to take his brother and leave this house together.

But every time I think about it, a rational voice will come out——

Cheng Sheng was Meng Xinlan's son, and it was a private item that woman would never let go of in her life.

How would he take him away, alas.

……

Beds at home are more comfortable than beds at school.

After taking a shower, it is said that I can have a good sleep.The brother next to me still smells good.

Qi Yan was a little top-heavy.

Nausea, like eating something bad.

He thought about it, he picked fresh ingredients for dinner, and had dinner with Zhuo Ziwei's family in a high-end hotel at noon, neither of which would cause food poisoning, right?

But I couldn't resist getting more and more uncomfortable, and gradually broke out in a cold sweat.

Qi Yan got up and vomited once, and his stomach hurt again.

……

The later memory was more blurred, Qi Yan remembered that he couldn't hold on and began to howl, Dou Da's cold sweat broke out.

It hurt so much, it hurt so much that he even thought he was going to die.

Cheng Sheng called an ambulance, and called Yu Qing's parents downstairs.

Since then, I have been hugging him tightly and saying his name.

Before Qi Yan passed out, he always remembered Cheng Cheng's slightly hypothermic arms, hugging him tightly and screaming "Xiao Yan" "Xiao Yan" over and over again in a panic, so anxious that he leaned over and kissed his forehead indiscriminately, As if that would be better.

Then Qi Yan didn't know anything.

When I woke up, I was in the hospital and the operation had already been done.

Acute appendicitis.

It's not a serious illness, just an inflammation of a useless little organ.

The doctor said that it would be fine after the surgery. He also said that the child was very healthy, and the test results could be said to be a standard indicator sample, and he would recover very well.

That being said.

Qi Yan, who was dying on the hospital bed, was still as pale as if he had lost half his life.

The anesthetic for the incision had worn off, and the analgesic effect was diminishing sharply, and the pain became more and more painful.This is not over yet, the follow-up needles and infusions were all kinds of tossing, and the tossing made his eyes red.

"Ugh..."

He has been in good health since childhood.

Except for the necessary defensive injections, I seldom even take medicine. Now I have undergone an operation without warning and suffered such a serious crime. I hang a bottle of anti-inflammatory drugs on my left hand and a bottle of nutrient solution on my right hand. My body hurts every time I move. Just super broken.

What's even more frustrating is that on the first day of the operation, I couldn't eat or drink at all.

Where can I bear this?

"...I'm thirsty."

"I know, bear with it."

"Thirsty, hungry, and painful, uncomfortable."

Cheng Cheng rubbed his cheeks, his voice hoarse: "I know, I know, just bear with it, good boy."

However, Qi Yan didn't want to behave.

People tend to be vulnerable when they are sick, and when they are weak, they are easy to be wronged. Now he is very wronged and dissatisfied. He really wants to scold his mother at length.

It hurts to death, why should the young master suffer this kind of pain?mad!

...I didn't expect to be so sick.

All along, he thought he was miserable enough.

The family is in disarray, and they are often beaten, and face the hypocrisy of people they don't want to see every day.It wasn't until this moment that I realized that compared with being sick, those miseries are actually just that.

Even if he was beaten, wronged, cried and scolded, at least he could wipe away his tears and stand up.

But now, it is impossible to stand up.

Not only can't stand, but it hurts no matter which direction I lie down. I can't think about anything. Any positive thoughts are interrupted, so I can only grit my teeth and endure it.

Cheng Cheng took several copies.

"Xiao Yan, can I read it to you? Distract your attention and the pain will stop."

Qi Yan: "Not good! Not good!"

He puffed his cheeks, his eyes were flushed with grievance and resentment: "It hurts, I want to sleep for a while!"

Cheng Cheng: "Okay, you sleep, I won't make a sound."

However, both paws were hanging in the water and it was freezing cold, and there was a wound on the stomach, and I couldn't sleep even if I closed my eyes.

Qi Yan: "qaq, please read me the story."

Cheng Cheng: "Okay."

His voice was low and pleasant to listen to. After reading for a while, the nurse came to change the dressing.He also helped Qi Yan turn over, pinched his wrists and ankles, and rubbed and moved for him.

His fingertips were rubbed hot, Qi Yan was still quite aggrieved.

"It still hurts, it hurts so much, when will it end?"

Cheng Cheng lowered his eyes: "Well, be good, sleep, and the pain will fly away soon."

Qi Yan: "Lie to me! I can't sleep at all, I won't fly away at all, I'm in a bad mood! It hurts! I want to drink water and eat!"

Cheng Cheng watched him being tossed into this listless, impotent and furious little puppy, obviously very distressed, but for some reason, he laughed.

Qi Yan: "You laugh! You still laugh, oh, it hurts! Don't laugh!"

When he got angry, Cheng Cheng couldn't help it even more.

He buried his head in his paws, shaking.

Qi Yan is furious.this person!Why is the joke just like that... Last time he watched him blow up mud all over and gloated, but now again!

He was so angry, but he was hanging on the water and couldn't even wave his paws.

In the end, taking advantage of Cheng Cheng's coming over to cover him with the quilt, Qi Yan bitterly bit his neck, finally regaining his mental balance.

No tooth marks left, but it really tastes like coconut, delicious.

He silently felt that it didn't hurt that much anymore.

……

The next day, the doctor finally allowed Qi Yan to sit up after checking the incision.He was also allowed to drink water, a little bit, to activate the gastrointestinal function.

But Qi Yan was not satisfied.

He is hungry!really hungry!After drinking two sips of water, I am even more hungry!

Cheng Cheng: "I know, but you can't eat it yet. Your gastrointestinal function has not recovered yet, so you need to drink water first, and eat liquid food after two days, otherwise you will get sick."

"Good boy, bear with it."

"~~" Qi Yan's black pupils complained.

"Hey, I know you've been wronged, so I'll make it up for you when I'm discharged from the hospital, huh?"

Qi Yan continued to feel wronged.

Until my brother had no choice but to stretch out his finger and let him bite.

Bite, bite, bite, coconut, lick.

Crispy and numb, Cheng Cheng's fingers trembled, and then they burned from his cheeks to his neck.

He felt that he really might have lost his mind, so he stretched out his finger for the puppy to bite.

And, just bite, what are you sipping on...?

On the third day, Cheng Cheng went home and brought Qi Yan his laptop.

However, Qi Yan's hands were drenched in water, and he couldn't type on the keyboard, so he could only teach Sheng to play various stand-alone RPGs on Zhuo Ziwei's computer.

Seeing the protagonist open an inn with all kinds of delicious food, he swallowed bitterly silently.

On the fourth day, I was finally able to eat.

But I can only eat porridge, and I can't help but complain.

He complained, and Qi Shengbin complained even more.

Qi Shengbin never expected that appendix surgery would be so expensive. After deducting the medical insurance reimbursement, he would have to pay thousands of dollars himself.

The place where Meng Xinlan had her baby was in the same hospital, it was just up and down floors.

Every day when Qi Yan took a nap, Cheng Sheng would come down to see Meng Xinlan, and he could often hear Qi Shengbin complaining:

"Hey, the little debt collector is really a debt collector. He has no other skills, but his ability to spend money is not small!"

"You said that Yu Qing's parents are the same. It's just an appendix operation. Wouldn't it be enough to help send it to the small hospital next door? If you have to send it to the central hospital, it will be more than twice as expensive! Our family's money is blown by the wind?"

"..." Cheng Cheng took a deep breath and squeezed his palms slightly.

Qi Yan was admitted to the hospital for three or four days, running up and down, paying for laboratory tests, almost all of Yu Qing's parents came here every day to do friendly work.

Almost all the doctors and nurses thought that they were the parents of the two children.

And Qi Shengbin was obviously downstairs, and he didn't do anything except reluctant to pay back the money, and reluctant to go up to take a look.

Secretly sighing wildly every day, feeling like spending too much money.

Meng Xinlan had the same idea as him: "Indeed, well, parents are debtors, and children are debt collectors."

"Just look at Xiao Sheng, who has only sat down for 10 minutes, and he looks out of his wits!"

"I don't even look at how many times his mother has been lying down from the first day of the new year to today? How many days has he served me? How have I treated him in the past ten years? Do you have a conscience?"

But she probably forgot that she had been lying down since the first day of the new year, but Cheng Sheng had been lying down with fever and pneumonia since years ago.

Only then did he finally recover from his illness, and Qi Yan went to the hospital again.

The head nurse came in to check.

For the head nurse group, they are in charge of the upstairs and downstairs floors. She happens to be watching all directions and listening to all directions, knowing all the gossip.

Hearing this, he smiled coldly: "Sister, my father has been here to take care of you, and my son didn't even go to see him during the operation. Isn't it fair for your son to take care of him?"

Meng Xinlan was stunned, she was immediately annoyed, and glared at Qi Shengbin: "Did you hear that, go! Get out and take care of your son! My son is here to take care of me!"

Cheng Sheng was forced to stay.

He was sitting, and Meng Xinlan couldn't stop talking, the content was all complaints, detailing how she had bought clothes and food in the past six months, trying to please Qi Yan, trying to "exchange heart", but the little oil bottle " Oil and salt do not enter", "Be kind as a donkey's liver and lungs".

She cried while talking, lamenting how bad it is to be a stepmother and how wronged she is.

Since she has always been unreasonable, Cheng Cheng didn't want to cause trouble again, so he shut up and didn't argue with her.

...The ordinary stepmother's heart-for-heart exchange is based on the fact that there is no third party involved, let alone forcing the other mother to jump off the building.

so tired.

Cheng Cheng smiled wryly, feeling that he was really unfilial.

He took care of Qi Yan for three or four days in a row. It looked like it was hard work, but he didn't feel that tired.

But after listening to his mother talk for three to four 10 minutes, he was too tired and heavy to speak.