The right way to treat

Zheng Qi 2

Zheng Qi was treating Nelson's wound with disposable rubber gloves, and a group of angels in white were watching. Zheng Qi's attention was on the man's wound, so she didn't see Nelson and just stared at him.

"Why do you keep looking at me?" Zheng Qi asked when his finger bones were about to be fixed.

Nelson took it for granted, "You didn't give me anesthesia."

"You have also seen that our hospital is small, and all the items are available. You should give the anesthetic to those who need it more." Zheng Qi neatly applied the homemade anti-inflammatory and swelling ointment on him, and then put on a plaster, "Okay. Pay attention to rest. Fortunately, no joints were injured, but it will take a month to be able to move normally, and three months to fully recover."

"Then I'm going to live here for the time being?"

"That's your business."

"How long does it take to remove plaster?"

"One month." Zheng Qi took off her gloves and threw them into the trash can, "Go and pay."

"Then I'll take it apart before leaving. If the bone is crooked, you will be responsible for me!" Nelson raised the severed finger.

Zheng Qi said calmly, "Don't worry, if it's crooked, I will break it for you and connect it again, without charging you."

Nelson rented a house in this small town.Since the small city is really small, Zheng Qi can meet him several times every day.

"Would you like to see the photos I took?" Nelson followed behind Zheng Qi, who was shopping for vegetables.

"dont see."

"Really don't watch?"

"real."

"I swear you've never seen such a good picture."

Zheng Qi looked back at him, "You like me."

"..." Nelson obviously didn't expect the reserved oriental man in the legend to be so direct, and he didn't know what to say, "Yes."

"I do not like you."

"Why?" Nel asked after being rejected.

"Our size doesn't match." Zheng Qi glanced down at him. Although this person was not as tall as Zheng Zihao, he was still 1.8 meters. He was a foreigner, and he said he couldn't stand it.

Nelson blushed, "How do you know it's not suitable if you haven't tried it."

Zheng Qi sighed, "How do you know that you really like me just by seeing my face?"

These words were too profound for Nelson, he said he couldn't understand and just followed behind Zheng Qi.When Zheng Qi arrived at the door of the house, he said, "I have been to many places and took many photos. Some photos, you will never see similar photos in your life. Do you really want to see them?"

For that sincere look, Zheng Qi gave a very sincere answer, "Keep it for yourself. Goodbye."

Almost everyone in the city knew that Nelson was interested in Zheng Qi, and people in the hospital asked every day, "Zheng, Nel is actually pretty good, don't you really think about it?"

Zheng Qi shook her head.Even if that person is really good, but if the hand is good, that person will leave. It doesn't make any sense to think about it or not. What's more, he doesn't know what is so good about that person.

Nelson did not return any favors to Zheng Qi, and his landlord told him that maybe the way you pursued was wrong.

"What's wrong?"

"You can invite him to look at the photos together." The landlord held the photo developed by Nelson, "After reading it, he will think that you are a man."

"I invited, but Zheng declined." Nelson was frustrated.

"What did you say?"

"I asked him to come over and look at the photos together."

The landlord said, "Maybe you should show him the pictures instead of asking him to come over."

Nelson said that's a great idea!

When Zheng Qi got off work, he saw Nelson waiting for him outside the yard. He wanted to ignore him, but a big living person was standing in front of him, so he could only ask, "What's the matter?"

"The landlord is not here tonight, so I can't get food. Can I go to your place to eat?"

"I won't eat tonight."

"..." Nelson thought for a while, "I don't have to eat, the photos are finished, let's take a look together?" He shook the bag in his hand.

Zheng Qi stopped, and Nelson smiled, his eyes full of flattery.

"Ok."

Obviously, he was ready to be rejected, but Zheng Qi actually agreed. Nelson shouted happily, not hiding his joy.

The people around congratulated him, and he waved generously, "Thank you! I will work hard!"

Zheng Qi gave him a hard look, and Nel shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

Since Nel was in a good mood, he kept talking in Zheng Qi's ear. Even if Zheng Qi kept silent, he never stopped. Later, Zheng Qi was attracted by his experience.After returning home, Nel couldn't wait to share his photos with Zheng Qi. Zheng Qi thought it was just some local customs and customs, but no, those photos were something he had never thought about or seen.

The war and death in the photos are almost at your fingertips. Some soldiers with submachine guns have bright smiles, some are funny, and some are civilians. "They all let me take pictures, because you know, they don't know what they can do." When they die, they may be bombed... In that case, many people want to have a portrait." Nelson explained.

Zheng Qi looked at him and then at the photo in his hand, "There should be no place to develop photos in the local area." According to the degree of destruction of the city in the photo.

"Yes, how should I put it, it's a kind of..."

"I understand." Zheng Qi said.

Nelson's eyes lit up again, "You really understand? Great, we understand each other a little bit more."

Zheng Qi was speechless, "I just said, I understand them."

"But I took pictures of them, so what you know is actually me."

"..." Zheng Qi returned the photo to him, this man was simply unreasonable.

"This photo is for you."

What Nelson handed over was a small flower blooming in the ruins. Zheng Qi recognized it as a daisy, "Thank you, it's very beautiful."

"It would be nice to have another dinner," Nel said.

Zheng Qi got up and pinned the photo on the bulletin board on the wall, "Is it okay to eat noodles?"

"Is it Chinese noodles?" Nelson said, "If possible, I would rather go to China to eat with you."

Zheng Qi gave him a sharp look, "You think too much."

There are no ready-made Chinese noodles for sale here. Zheng Qi used the flour to live out and made the hand-rolled noodles by herself, setting aside the amount for two people, and the rest was cold.

I fried some shredded pork and added an egg. Nelson said that he had never eaten such delicious noodles, and he almost licked the bowl in the end.

Under Nel's strong gaze, Zheng Qi really lost her appetite, and she didn't finish eating a small bite. "Finish? I'm going to wash the dishes."

"Hey, are you ready to pour this?" Nel pointed to the leftover noodles in his bowl.

"...yes."

"Don't waste it." Nel brought the bowl over, not caring that it was Zheng Qi's leftover.

"How long has it been since you ate?"

Nel said, "It's more than a month. If I can't get out in a dangerous situation, I can only eat compressed biscuits. In order not to be shot, the food I bring is very limited, and sometimes I give some to others."

"Are you still eating?"

"I see that you have frozen some, can I still come to eat tomorrow?"

Zheng Qi suddenly regretted asking such a sentence.

The author has something to say: Look at how diligent I am!