Reborn 1980, Mountains Have Spirits, I Have Fields

Guixiang is also not idle: "Mother, Xiulian and Lingju may not be busy for a while. I will also go home and prepare some side dishes to take."

Lan Fang couldn't help nodding: "Be prepared more. That's right. Since we have a car, let's take two baskets of vegetables grown by ourselves to transport."

Guixiang said: "Then I catch two chickens?"

"Okay, okay. There is a big grass carp you gave me a few days ago in the water tank outside. Take it too."

Gui Xiang was in a dilemma: "Mother, there's no place to burn it after taking it with me."

Lan Fang said resolutely: "I'll think of a way. The big deal is to borrow a private house. Our family is not short of the money."

Gui Xianglian claimed it was, and hurried home to cook.The Mid-Autumn Festival has just passed, and there is no shortage of vegetables and meat in the kitchen.She marinated the short ribs first, then cut a piece of marinated beef shank meat, then fried a dozen eggs to fill two lunch boxes, a large portion of stir-fried choy sum, and finally steamed the short ribs with black bean sauce.

After working for more than an hour, Xiulian, Lingmei and Zichun took a full lunch box and boarded the van borrowed from Yueshan, and drove all the way to ND Central Hospital.

Xiulian was fairly calm on the road, but as soon as she entered the hospital and smelled the strong smell of disinfectant, she couldn't help but began to tremble, her eyes were red, and her throat was choked.When she saw her son on the hospital bed with a cast on his left leg, she rushed forward, crying like rain: "My Ling Hai! You have suffered!"

Ling Hai propped up his arms: "Mom, it's okay—" Seeing Zichun with teary eyes behind him, he said happily, "Zichun, you're back. I really didn't mean to be late—"

"Why are you still talking about this?" Zichun glared at him with tears in his eyes, "I don't know you yet?" Wiping away his tears, "Nothing is more important than your own body. You can't mess around like this in the future."

Ling Hai was afraid that she would blame herself and feel sad, so she kept saying: "It's okay, it's really okay. The doctor said, I'm young, I'm strong, I just need to take care of myself."

Zichun helped him sit up by the shoulders: "You can't show off even if you are strong. Take a good rest for the next six months."

"Zichun is right." Xiulian hurriedly opened the lunch box. "Are you hungry? Drink some bone soup to nourish yourself." Turning around, he said to Yue Shan and the others in the ward, "It's hard work for you all, Gui Xiang and I brought a lot of food, we will eat together. "

After Ling Hai's accident, Yue Feng and his father rushed to the hospital to handle related matters.Ningde is far away from Nanping, so it is inconvenient to come and go.Fortunately, they are not short of money now. They have rented two rooms in a hotel near the hospital, and the food and drink are not bad.

Xiulian hurriedly opened the lunch box, and the strong aroma of vegetables immediately filled the entire ward.

Ling Hai has been eaten by the meager food in the hospital for the past few days and misses the juicy and tender vegetables at home.He didn't even drink the bone soup his mother made, and stuffed his mouth full of choy sum first. The sweet juice made Ling Hai sigh in satisfaction: "The food at home is still delicious."

Xiulian cried and laughed: "It's good to eat, it's good to eat."

Guixiang distributed the bowls and chopsticks to Yuefeng and his father-in-law: "You are tired of taking care of Linghai these days. Eat more."

For a while, apart from the smell of the food in the room, it was the sound of them eating and swallowing vegetables.This made the patients and their family members in other hospital beds even more despondent with the hospital's boxed lunches and dry food.

Ling Hai pulled the curtain across the bed and couldn't see anyone.All I could hear was an earnest and gentle voice inside, "Hey, let's have some wontons, shall we? Just eat a little."

No one responded.The voice persuaded again: "I put a lot of ginger in the meat stuffing to protect the stomach from the cold. You can eat more and your body will get better."

Everyone heard the chopsticks, and looked at each other: the little wonton only has a little meat, and a lot of ginger?Can this stuffing be delicious?
Ling Mei heard that the woman's voice was a bit familiar, and her heart trembled slightly, she looked in through the gap in the curtain, and was momentarily stunned.She pulled open the curtain abruptly: "Zhou Zicheng?"

The eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy was originally thin, but now he is almost skinny, with a bluish-white complexion.A pair of delicate long eyes with drooping eyelids and dull eyes, lying on the bed dumbfounded and motionless.Hearing Ling Mei's voice, he raised his eyelids with incredible effort, and his eyes seemed to be suddenly filled with light.Finally like a living person.

He Wan's hands trembled, her face was instantly filled with panic and fear, the soup in the bowl almost spilled on the bed.

"You, you—" Why is Xiao Lingmei also in the hospital? !
Ling Mei ignored her, her gaze was fixed on the pale and thin young man, she was so shocked that she couldn't believe her eyes: "Zhou Zicheng? Why are you so sick?"

Zhou Zicheng opened his mouth, and only let out a few hoarse whimpers.

He Wan tried her best to restrain her anger, and tremblingly said: "You, you still have the face to ask? Isn't it all because of you?"

Ling Mei gritted her teeth.Turning around, he grabbed He Wan and dragged her out of the ward.

Hai Zichun and the others watched this scene in amazement, Yue Shan recognized He Wan, and said it was unlucky.Met this crazy woman again.She frowned and said, "It's okay, Lingmei met an old classmate, and there is something she wants to talk to the classmate's parents."

With a frosty face, Ling Mei dragged He Wan all the way to the doctor's office, pushed open the door, and threw her in.

He Wan stumbled and managed to stand still, and shouted: "Xiao Lingmei, you hurt me!"

"What's the matter?" The doctor in the office looked at the two women in surprise. "Xiao He, what are you—"

Ling Mei said coldly, "I'm looking for Zhou Zisheng's chief doctor."

The doctor frowned: "I am. My surname is Hu. Who are you?!"

"I'm Zhou Zisheng's classmate." Ling Mei forced a smile. "Doctor Hu, I want to know about Zhou Zisheng's condition next time."

Dr. Hu looked at He Wan's angry but self-possessed look, a little confused: He Wan actually has someone to be afraid of?
He Wan was terrified by Ling Mei's strength, rubbed her swollen wrist and dared not speak dirty again, but said stiffly: "You don't need to worry about my son's affairs!"

Ling Mei ignored her: "Doctor Hu?"

Dr. Hu sighed: "Zhou Zicheng suffers from anorexia."

Ling Mei laughed back angrily: "He Wan. You are amazing. In our day and age, it is not easy to eat well. You actually have the ability to make Zhou Zisheng suffer from anorexia. How did you take care of him?!"

He Wan took a step back, turned her head away and remained silent.

Ling Mei breathed out and asked the doctor: "Doctor, anorexia is more of a psychological reason. Have you found out the cause?"

Dr. Hu looked at her in surprise: "I discussed this issue with Xiao He. Now it seems that it may be because he failed the college entrance examination to get into the university he likes, which led to the onset of anorexia."

Ling Mei turned her head and asked He Wan, "How did Zhou Zisheng score in the college entrance examination?"

He Wan pursed her lips tightly, but still didn't say a word.

Lingmei fist itch: "Then which school did he go to?"

Dr. Hu interjected: "His score is very high. He applied to Jiaotong University in Haicheng at the beginning. The score is completely enough. But he didn't expect to be admitted to Guangzhou Normal University."

Ling Mei was incredulous: "How is this possible?!"

Dr. Hu looked at He Wan and sighed silently.

There is no reason to fail to be admitted after meeting the score line——

A guess popped up in Lingmei's mind: "You——He Wan, you revised his college entrance examination application?!"