stand-in model

It wasn't until he walked into the warm interior of the nursing home that Jiang Liang felt that those legs belonged to him.

He couldn't tell Rong Sheng that he would rush Rong Sheng downstairs because he had worn long johns with thick fleece on his legs.

But despite this, it still couldn't resist the cold north wind.

The leg problem was caused by hypoglycemia when delivering food during the university winter vacation. I fell into the biting ice water for half an hour and struggled repeatedly before climbing ashore.

But the leg problem was over.

Standing beside Rong Sheng, he pinched the top of his thigh furtively, then bent down and hammered his knee.

It seems that I have to find time to take a hot bath to warm up tonight.

"Mr. Rong, Mr. Jiang."

The nursing staff arranged by the nursing home came down from upstairs and trotted all the way, holding Jiang Liang's very familiar blanket in his hand.

He bought it for Mother Jiang in autumn.

From the looks of it, the nurse was taking care of Mother Jiang just now, and has been by her side all along.

"I was waiting at the door, but Ms. Jiang just woke up, so I hurried up and down to pick you up."

The nurse Rong Sheng hired for Jiang's mother was a slightly fat woman in her 50s. She looked very kind and her family had both children.

Her name is Wang Qingqin.

blue.

strings.

It also matches Jiang's mother's name.

Once Jiang Liang came to visit Jiang's mother, Wang Qingqin joked.

Said it feels like a natural fit with Ms. Jiang.

Strings, strings, aren't they?

"What ward is it?" Rong Sheng asked.

Wang Qingqin wiped the sweat on her cheeks from running downstairs, came to Jiang Liang, handed the blanket to Jiang Liang, and whispered, "Cover it on your lap."

Then he smiled sideways and said to Rong Sheng, "7510, you have to take the elevator." After speaking, he led the two of them to the elevator room on the left.

"Changed ward again?" Jiang Liang tilted his head and asked Wang Qingqin. He remembered that the last time he came was the room on the third floor.

"That's right, Ms. Jiang said earlier that the seventh floor is sunny, so I came up. I thought you were busy and I couldn't delay you, so I made my own proposal and asked my son and daughter to help change the ward."

With a ding, the elevator reached the first floor, Rong Sheng walked in first, and pressed the elevator button for the seventh floor.

Followed by Jiang Liang and Wang Qingqin.

After entering the elevator, several people did not make any more noises. Jiang Liang pressed the blanket that Aunt Wang handed him on his lap, watching the numbers on the black electronic screen beating again and again.

He didn't know how Aunt Wang knew about his leg disease. He probably guessed it from seeing him beating his legs a few times.

After all, Mother Jiang didn't know about it.

Moreover, people of the older generation have better eyes than anything else, and they can guess everything with an inseparable appearance.

Looking at the sweat stains on Wang Qingqin's face, it seemed that she was really anxious.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have climbed the stairs all the way down from the seventh floor.

Jiang Liang took out a small pack of tissues from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Wang Qingqin. When faced with Wang Qingqin's question, he also smiled slightly and motioned for Wang Qingqin to take the tissue.

After all, he was an honest person, and after taking the tissue, he suddenly realized something, and wiped around his cheeks in embarrassment.

Rongyu stood at the elevator wall in front of him, and just saw the entire process of Jiang Liang and the caregiver.

It was the first time he saw Jiang Liang caring so much about others.

With a big hand, he held Jiang Liang in his arms.He bit his ear to Jiang Liang too much regardless of the occasion.

"Do you think Auntie will like these gifts from me?"

Jiang Liang was a little worried about Rong Sheng's expression in front of outsiders, but it didn't happen after all.

He just raised his hand to push away a little distance between him and Rong Sheng.

"My mom would love it, she doesn't have high demands on material things."

If there were no accidents, their family would have been an ordinary family living a simple life.

For material life, I have always muddled along, as long as I am satisfied.

This scene fell completely into the eyes of Wang Qingxian who was behind her, and she just felt that something was wrong.

This is not exclusive to homosexuality. It ’s this era. It’ s okay to get married in love.

It just feels like there is no love between the two of them.

Her daughter also has a girlfriend, and the young man is getting tired of dating.

Those eyes can't wait to stick to each other's body.

Wang Qingxian can feel that Jiang Liang is pulling away, and Rong Sheng has been closing the distance.

These two people are really strange.

With a ding, the elevator reached the seventh floor.

When the three of them left the ward, they were led by Wang Qingqin to the corridor on the left.

He didn't stop until he reached the last ward.

Then the door was opened by Wang Qingqin, allowing Jiang Liang and Rong Sheng to go in first.

"Mom." Jiang Liang walked a few steps with the blanket in his arms, came to the hospital bed, and kissed Jiang Yingxian who was reading a picture book.

Standing behind him, Rong Sheng noticed the gray blanket that Jiang Liang had been holding in his hand.

It seems that Wang Qingqin handed it to Jiang Liang when she was downstairs.

He looked at the overall white ward, smiled and put the things on the bedside table, and then looked at Mother Jiang.

Probably because he hasn't suffered much, this person's skin is as fair as Jiang Liang.

It's just that he was suffering from a heart disease, his bones were getting worse day by day, and his skin was showing some sick whiteness.

A head of long black hair fell back in a bun.

Yu Yan. .The eye shape is the same peach blossom eye as Jiang Liang.

This is even more of a gentle beauty.

Jiang Liang and his mother really look alike, Rong Sheng thought.

Jiang Yingxian hugged Jiang Liang for a while, letting Wang Qingqin move his chair.

After placing the chair in front of Rong Sheng, Wang Qingqin left the ward.

Give them space.

Rong Sheng sat on the chair, while Jiang Liang sat on the hospital bed.

He beat Jiang Yingxian's leg while chatting.