Chen Xia

Chapter 29
As the night darkened, the lights in the wards outside were turned off one by one.

Jiang Chen brought a folding chair from outside and came in, turned off the lights, and the ward suddenly fell into darkness. He could only see the dim city lights coming in from the window.

Ye Mian was leaning on the pillow, maybe she had slept a lot in the past two days, but at this moment her head was occasionally dizzy, and she still couldn't fall asleep.

Hearing the shallow breathing of another person in the next bed, Ye Mian's heartbeat never slowed down.

She was used to being alone and rarely slept in the same room with others.

This feeling is very strange, the drowsiness that has been brewing for a while, the consciousness becomes clearer, and the mouth becomes dry.

She turned over slightly, and she could see the boy's outline through the faint light.

Jiang Chen remained motionless.

It seems that there is a special lack of time to sleep.

There were two cups on the table. She lay down and carefully reached out and groped around the table.

At this moment, my fingertips suddenly touched something cold.

The night light was turned on.

Looking at Ye Mian through the light, Jiang Chen has opened those peachy eyes.

He pressed one hand on the switch next to the window.

The other hand was originally placed on the forehead to shade.

Now she is holding it gently.

!!!

After being silent for two seconds, Ye Mian immediately withdrew her hand and said apologetically, "Sorry, I woke you up."

Ignoring her apology, Jiang Chen turned his head and looked at Ye Mian at the same level, every word he pronounced became lazy and hoarse due to sleepiness, "What's wrong? What are you taking?"

Ye Mian glanced at the water glass on the table, "I want to drink water."

Jiang Chen sat up, raised the water glass with his slender white fingertips, handed the other end of the handle to Ye Mian, and said with a helpless smile, "If you want to drink water, just tell me."

Ye Mian sniffed, took a sip from the water glass, and nodded obediently, "I know."

Isn't it because she doesn't want to wake him up.

Jiang Chen patiently waited for her to finish drinking, took her water glass and placed it by the table before turning off the night light again.

"It's getting late, go to sleep."

The cold voice had a gentle tone, and the distance between the two was so close that Ye Mian felt Jiang Chen's voice was like a whisper.

She pulled up the quilt with her hands, covering her mouth and nose, leaving only a pair of bright Xing'er eyes looking at the ceiling, and replied softly: "Yes, I'm asleep."

After saying this, she finally fell asleep, her brows gradually relaxed, and her breathing was even and slow.

I don't know how long the night has passed. The fog in the morning makes people feel cold, and the sky above the city is gradually showing light, which is not enough to illuminate the buildings.

When Jiang Chen came to the downstairs of the hospital, many upper bunks selling breakfast had opened along the way, and all kinds of local meals exuded a hot aroma.

He bought a porridge from the breakfast shop, added a can of milk and eggs, and then turned and went upstairs.

The ward was still dark, the girl was sleeping soundly with her hair on her face, and he put breakfast on the table.

Then he leaned over and pulled the quilt up to the girl's waist. He moved very gently, and gently tucked the red envelope that the girl gave him yesterday behind her mobile phone case.

After doing all this, a smile appeared in his thin eyes, ignoring the burning pain in his stomach, and walked out of the hospital.

May Day is the holiday time for all students.

Jiang Chen walked to the door of an apartment and pressed the doorbell.

The autumn wind is particularly wild in the morning, and the brightness of early winter has already taken on the desolation.

He waited for 5 minutes, someone opened the door, and then he walked up.

On the second floor, the hostess of a house was already waiting for him with the door open. When she saw him going upstairs, she nodded and let him in, then took out slippers and put them on for him.

He put on his slippers and followed the hostess into the study.

This apartment is very large, a large flat floor, with warm furnishings and a petty bourgeoisie feel everywhere.

Inside sat a little boy playing with a model airplane.

The hostess said softly to Jiang Chen: "Xiao Jiang, I'm sorry to trouble you. You also know that you didn't come two days ago, and my son didn't do his homework these two days. According to what we said before, this is your responsibility."

Jiang Chen's eyes were calm and he nodded expressionlessly.

The hostess said again: "You also know that you are still a student, and we are willing to ask you to be a tutor because of your good grades, and we will not treat you badly in terms of salary, but we will not do it again next time."

The little boy inside heard the movement, stumbled over, saw the teacher who came to teach the class, and immediately let go of his voice and cried, "Wow!"

The hostess hurriedly ran over and hugged him, "What's wrong, dear? Why are you crying?"

The little boy buried his face in the hostess's shoulder, "Mom, I don't want to study, I want to play with toys."

While crying, she tugged at her mother's clothes and pouted vigorously, looking very pitiful.

The woman also felt distressed, but she was also thinking about her son. She resisted the urge to tell Jiang Chen to leave, and pushed her son's hand away, "How can you not study? How can you become a good person if you don't study?"

But when the little boy pouted, she really couldn't bear it. She knelt on the ground and coaxed him softly for several times before getting up.

The little boy was unhappy.

He is usually the little bully in the family. When his mother refused to agree to his request, he angrily picked up the metal airplane model and was about to smash it on her head.

Jiang Chen watched this scene and grabbed the little boy's hand.

The little boy twisted his body and bit Jiang Chen's arm, his eyes filled with ignorance and fierceness.

During the teething period in children, a row of teeth falls out like jagged teeth.

It looks funny.

It is also this kind of tooth that bites people the most painful.

"Xiaobao, no, this is the teacher."

The hostess panicked, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull her son away, then lifted up his chin and looked carefully. Fortunately, his chubby little face was not injured.

After heaving a sigh of relief, he looked at the victim, Jiang Chen, apologetically.

The young man stood there, the irregular tooth marks on his arm glowing with blood. Within a few seconds, a column of blood formed. It must have been painful.

Seeing that he still had a calm expression and didn't look angry, the woman took out 200 yuan from her bag and said, "I'm sorry, Xiao Jiang, take this money. Don't act like a child. He is a child, he doesn't got it."

My own children know best, how many teachers have been mischievous and mischievous, so that their reputation is bad, and no one wants to come.

She had no choice but to choose someone of Jiang Chen's age, who had good grades, had no parents, and was short of money, so she couldn't leave easily.

Jiang Chen took the money, but still didn't say a word.

After washing his hands, he picked up Xiaobao's schoolbag and took out the textbook inside. He said in a very calm tone, "Come and do your homework."

Xiaobao is also a typical coward, pampered and lawless at a young age, he just refused to go over and crawled on the floor to cheat.

The course could not go on, the hostess had no choice but to force her out and lock the house.

Xiaobao's crying stopped suddenly, and he slapped his palms heavily on the floor as he looked at his mother who left him behind.

Jiang Chen didn't coax him, and just watched his performance quietly.

After more than ten minutes of knocking, I was stunned.

He felt that it was boring, so he got up and came to Jiang Chen's side and started doing his homework.

(End of this chapter)