Rebirth of the courtyard, the start is 80s

Chapter 135 I really want to love this world
"Why don't you talk anymore?" Qing Hong suddenly asked Cao Zhiqiang who was in deep thought.

Only then did Cao Zhiqiang recover from his contemplation, and looked at Qinghong again.

Qing Hong's expression was normal at this time, but her eyes were full of curiosity, caution and a little bit of fear.

Regardless of how Cao Zhiqiang saw it, he felt that the other party's current mood should be like this.

Thinking of this, Cao Zhiqiang chuckled: "It's nothing, just, you said just now, you don't know why you committed suicide, right?"

Qing Hong nodded: "Well, anyway, I feel very uncomfortable, and then, for what, I, I can't remember."

"Don't remember if you can't remember clearly." Cao Zhiqiang said with a smile, "Don't think about unhappy things, think about happy things more, okay?"

Qinghong remained silent and did not answer Cao Zhiqiang's words.

Seeing that Qinghong was silent again, Cao Zhiqiang quickly said: "Forget it, don't think too much about it, even if you were unhappy before, you will be happy in the future. You have to look forward, aren't you young?"

Seeing that Qinghong was still silent, Cao Zhiqiang sighed: "If you don't want to say anything, I won't. I, I'll go through the hospitalization procedures for you. You just stay here obediently."

After saying this, Cao Zhiqiang went out with the bill and paid the money, and the doctor sent Qing Hong to the intensive care unit.

In fact, Cao Zhiqiang originally wanted to transfer Qinghong to the high-level ward, but unfortunately the county hospital here is too small and there is no high-level ward. The best ward is the intensive care ward.

The intensive care wards here are all single rooms, and have independent bathrooms. They are considered the best wards here. Under normal circumstances, ordinary patients cannot be admitted casually.

However, in Qinghong's situation, it is true that she can be transferred to the intensive care unit, which is not a problem in theory.

The real problem is that Qinghong does not have a work unit. If she lives in the intensive care unit, she cannot be reimbursed by the unit and has to pay for it herself.

In addition, the price of the intensive care unit is very expensive, as much as three yuan for a day's hospitalization fee!
The hospitalization fee of three yuan a day is considered very expensive in the capital, let alone this small county outside the [-]th line.

In hospitals in these small county towns, the hospitalization fees for ordinary wards are only [-] cents per bed per day.

In such a comparison, the hospitalization fee of three yuan a day is not expensive here, but it is very expensive.

Of course, expensive is expensive.

The reason why it is called the intensive care ward lies in the word "special care".

To put it bluntly, there is a 24-hour nurse to monitor the whole process, which is equal to an extra 24-hour professional nurse, including three meals a day.

It means that as long as you pay three yuan for the day, you don't have to worry about anything. You will be taken care of by nurses for eating, drinking and drinking, and you don't need to find a nurse to accompany you anymore.

If you take this into consideration, then the three dollars a day is really not expensive at all, at least that's what Cao Zhiqiang thinks.

It was at this time that he realized again how low commodity prices are today and how strong the purchasing power of RMB is.

Then, Cao Zhiqiang not only chose the special care unit for Qinghong, but also paid a week's hospitalization fee in advance at one time.

What is rich and powerful, this is called rich and powerful.

However, Cao Zhiqiang is a low-key person and doesn't care about this, so he never thinks it's a problem.

As for Qing Hong, she has no idea about these things, and she doesn't know the price of intensive care units, not to mention that with her current state of mind, she probably doesn't have the mood to pay attention to them.

After helping Qinghong change to a new ward, Cao Zhiqiang sat next to Qinghong to accompany her again.

Seeing the blue and red eyes staring at the ceiling blankly, Cao Zhiqiang sighed silently.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the whole room was quiet, no one spoke, only the drip from the infusion set fell drop by drop.

As if he couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere, Cao Zhiqiang took a deep breath, and suddenly smiled and said, "Qinghong, you, you..."

After waiting for you for a long time, Cao Zhiqiang took another deep breath, forced a smile and said, "You, wait for me, wait for me!"

After finishing speaking, Cao Zhi ran out of the ward violently, then kept running, kept running, and ran out of the hospital gate.

Standing at the gate of the hospital, looking at the continuous drizzle outside, Cao Zhiqiang took another deep breath, and then said to the sky darkly: "Qing Hong, don't worry, I will not give up on you, with me here, you will definitely Will not be defeated!"

Speaking of this, Cao Zhiqiang looked around, then turned around, ran up the stairs again, and then went all the way to the staircase corridor on the top of the building.

After arriving at the stair corridor on the top floor, Cao Zhiqiang looked up and down to make sure that there was no one here, so he quickly took out the red cotton guitar he bought at the Xinhua Bookstore in Beijing from the system space.

That's right, he kept this red cotton guitar in the system space with him. He didn't think much about it before, but now it seems that it's time to use it.

After taking out the guitar, Cao Zhiqiang carried the guitar on his back, took another breath, ran downstairs in one breath, and returned to Qinghong's ward.

Seeing that Cao Zhiqiang carried a big guy on his back when he came back, the nurse on duty hurriedly asked, "Hey, comrade, what are you doing? What did you bring?"

Cao Zhiqiang quickly said: "Oh, this is a guitar, it's a musical instrument, I'm here to relieve my friend's boredom."

Speaking of this, Cao Zhiqiang opened the backpack, asked the nurse to check it, and then said: "My friend is very depressed now, she just committed suicide by cutting her wrist, so I, I want to play a tune and sing a song to make her feel better. "

After checking, the nurse confirmed that there were only musical instruments inside, and nodded: "Well, wait a moment, don't go in, I'll ask the doctor."

After speaking, the nurse went to the attending physician to explain the situation.

After a while, the nurse came over and nodded to Cao Zhiqiang: "Okay, let's go in. The doctor said it's okay, but I want you to keep your voice down, and you must sing behind closed doors."

"Thank you nurse, I will." Cao Zhiqiang nodded with a smile, and then walked into the ward with a guitar on his back.

After entering the ward, Cao Zhiqiang took the guitar out of the bag, put it on his back, and came to Qinghong.

Qing Hong also realized Cao Zhiqiang's arrival, turned her head to look, her expression finally changed, she asked in a little surprise, "What are you doing?"

Cao Zhiqiang said with a smile: "This is the guitar. I see that you are in a bad mood, and I want to sing you a song to relieve boredom. Then, I sing very well, do you want to listen to it?"

Qing Hong blinked, then nodded: "Then, you sing."

Cao Zhiqiang pursed his lips and smiled, adjusted the strings, and said: "Then, this is a new song that has never appeared in this world, and the name is "I Want to Love This World So Much".

It's been a long time since I wrote this song, but I've never sung it to anyone else.

Today, I will sing just for you, I hope you like it. "

After saying this, Cao Zhiqiang stopped talking nonsense, and after a guitar prelude, he started the guitar playing and singing "I really want to love this world" with a deep and clear voice.

hugging sofa sleepy eyes dazed messy hair
But longing to be as chic as the protagonist of the movie

Crows lined up under the corner of the eaves
I don’t know how to express the suppressed emotions
No matter where i am here

like a lost soul

But I understand that I should make some efforts at this moment

No matter where i am here

irreparable past

whenever think of
When singing to this point, Cao Zhiqiang paused for a while, and then played and sang again:
thought about leaving
exist in this way

because of the narration

those gestures those injuries

Don't want to leave
when you say you're still here

Suddenly I became inexplicable

Expectation
……

(End of this chapter)