half-baked life

Chapter 4 Don’t be afraid, your mother is with you!

Emergency beds were limited, so Jiang He was transferred to the Oncology Surgery Department that afternoon, and the surgery was scheduled. Tuesday was the last one on the 31st.

Jiang He completed the hospitalization procedures for herself. As soon as she returned to the ward, she smelled the aroma of hot food, and her stomach immediately growled unsatisfactorily. Then she remembered that she had only eaten half a sandwich in total since she got up. , plus two glasses of iced Americano.

It was Jiang He's first time being hospitalized and he was confused about everything. He didn't even know where to get food for the sick.

She was too lazy to ask the nurse anymore, so she simply opened the takeout app. She had just turned two pages and was hesitating whether to have a braised chicken or a whole spicy hotpot. A huge and heavy tote bag suddenly fell from the sky and hit her. Jiao hit Jiang He's shriveled stomach impartially, making her almost spit out sour water.

"You're so sick, why are you still eating takeout?" Jiang He rubbed his stomach and looked up. The visitor was indeed her mother, Jiang Xiaoping.

Jiang Xiaoping changed her hair color again, this time it was a bright orange ear-hanging dye, and the orange-toned makeup that was specially matched with her hair color was also very exquisite.

She wore a dark green cloak-style windbreaker, and her enviable, fluffy and chest-length hair was draped over her shoulders. The contrasting colors were wonderful. When she stood there, she seemed to be older than Jiang He at most. She is seven or eight years old, and she doesn't look like a 50-year-old woman in the world's eyes.

"What's your expression?" Jiang Xiaoping put the insulated lunch box in her hand on the low cabinet next to the hospital bed, folded her arms and looked at Jiang He, "Do you want to ask me how I know? Yan Su called me I called and said you have cancer!"

"Oh, what else did he tell you?" Jiang He put Jiang Xiaoping's bag aside and asked without leaving any trace.

"He didn't say anything else, but I guess he broke up with you." Jiang Xiaoping's tone was certain, and there was even a bit of pride in her eyes, which made Jiang He's anger that he had just barely suppressed rise.

"He just said that he wanted to calm down with each other for a while." Jiang He corrected.

"That's a breakup. He's a little bastard. Let me just say he's not a good person, right?"

Jiang Xiaoping's words left Jiang He speechless. Her mother had not liked Yan Su since the first time she met him.

"You two are not the same person at all. Such a man who can observe words and weigh pros and cons is definitely not a good person to spend the rest of his life with. I can hear the calculations in his head!"

Jiang He scoffed at her mother's evaluation at that time. She felt that Jiang Xiaoping's conclusion after just having a casual meal with Yan Su was too arbitrary, and she didn't expect that she hit the nail on the head.

"Infusion in bed 7!" Fortunately, the nurse appeared in time pushing the infusion cart, and Jiang He was able to skip this topic.

Jiang Xiaoping also understood the principle of "don't chase after a poor enemy". She opened the lunch box neatly, and the rich aroma of roast duck suddenly filled the ward. Jiang He looked over and saw that it was actually roast duck, with cucumber strips and green onions. Silk, even sweet noodle sauce and white sugar are also prepared in a small box each.

"This is your favorite restaurant. It's freshly baked. I've been waiting in line for more than half an hour!"

Jiang Xiaoping put on disposable gloves and began to roll the sliced ​​duck meat with hot spring pancakes.

"Ah, open your mouth!" She brought the rolled roast duck roll to Jiang He's mouth. Jiang He wanted to take it and eat it, but when he lowered his head and looked down, he saw a big lump of sweet noodle sauce hanging on the cucumber strips protruding from the edge. It was about to fall on the quilt, so I quickly opened my mouth to catch it.

"Woo!" The roast duck roll was so solid that Jiang He guessed that her mother had stuffed at least three or four pieces of duck meat inside.

She scratched her neck and chewed for at least a minute before she managed to swallow it. Before she could take a breath, the second volume was already in her mouth.

"Hiccup!" As soon as the second volume was finished, Jiang He choked and burped wildly. While beating her chest vigorously, she panicked and stopped Jiang Xiaoping, who obviously wanted to continue.

"I won't roll it anymore... I'll give you a bowl of soup, winter melon and duck soup. It will clear away the heat and relieve the fire." Jiang He poured two bowls of soup in a row and finally washed down the roast duck roll that he choked on halfway.

As soon as the bowl was put away, Jiang Xiaoping started feeding actively again. Jiang He couldn't stop her. She killed two-thirds of the roast ducks, and she couldn't speak anymore.

Jiang He breathed a long sigh of relief, leaned against the bedside with a shy belly, and grabbed the mobile phone on the pillow. He didn't look at it for half an hour. There were already 999+ unread messages in major work groups. Jiang He didn't even have time to digest his food. , and immediately got into work.

When she looked up again, it was already two hours later, but to her surprise, Jiang Xiaoping was still there, sitting with her legs crossed, smoking an orange e-cigarette, and looking at herself.

"This is a hospital, no smoking allowed!" Jiang He reminded Jiang Xiaoping in a nervous voice.

"This is an electronic cigarette." Jiang Xiaoping raised her head and blew out a smoke ring provocatively.

"That's not okay! Put it away quickly!" Jiang He looked at Jiang Xiaoping's unwillingness and felt that she was her mother and Jiang Xiaoping was her daughter who was in the rebellious period of youth.

"Shall I see you off?" Jiang He shook off this strange thought and looked up at the infusion bag.

She estimated that the bag would be gone in five minutes at most.

Jiang He turned around to look for the beeper, and Jiang Xiaoping stood up and pressed it first with quick eyes and hands.

"Where are you going to send me? I'm here to stay with you in bed."

"Bedside?" Jiang He's voice suddenly rose. Jiang Xiaoping raised her eyebrows in displeasure. Jiang He quickly smiled and tried to lighten the atmosphere, "No, I've already found a nurse. You're usually quite busy." , and it’s not a big problem for me.”

"How can a nurse take care of her as considerately as a mother?" Jiang Xiaoping said plausibly, as if she was not the one who almost choked Jiang He to death with a roast duck roll two hours ago.

"Isn't it a big problem? Look where you are, this is oncology surgery, why are you such a big-hearted kid!" Jiang Xiaoping couldn't hide her pity and touched Jiang He's face, "But it's okay, your mother is with you. Well, we are not afraid!"

"To be honest, I'm more scared when you're with me... then what, you're pressing on my infusion tube."

Jiang Xiaoping finally let Jiang He persuade her to leave.

"How can you come to bed with you like this? With these stilettos, I'm afraid you might sprain your feet. Besides, why don't you pack some things for me? I have to stay here for several days!"

After sending Jiang Xiaoping away, Jiang He returned to the ward. She sat cross-legged on the hospital bed, trying to concentrate on handling various matters in the work group. However, Jiang He became inexplicably nervous when he thought that Jiang Xiaoping would come to stay with her to take care of her in the past few days.

Logically speaking, it is natural for a mother to take care of her daughter.

But the problem is that her relationship with Jiang Xiaoping is different from that of most mothers and daughters.

After all, Jiang He had never met Jiang Xiaoping before he was 13 years old. She had always followed her grandma.

(End of this chapter)