Siheyuan: There are three little cats at home

Chapter 214

As for Cao Chunhua, the head of the regiment, when Xu Qing said that Ma Jinghong was awake, his heart lightened suddenly.

The troupe members suffered a serious performance accident yesterday, and he, the troupe leader, cannot absolve himself of the blame.

Cao Chunhua looked at Xu Qing and Ma Jiefang, looking at the young people he had seen in the newspaper three years ago, and felt that they were really heroic.

Especially when he thought of his unworthy son who had caused trouble with this young man back then, he couldn't help feeling a little apologetic in his heart.

But that little apology was fleeting.

Cao Chunhua showed his posture as the head of the regiment, and after speaking to Xu Qing and Ma Jiefang in a concise and relieved manner, he led the people and walked towards Ma Jinghong's ward.

After Cao Chunhua left, Ma Jiefang bowed his head and spat on the ground:

"Brother Qingzi, that's Lao Tzu Cao Xiaojun, the two of you have the same virtues, they are almost carved out of the same mold!"

Xu Qing smoked a cigarette, but didn't respond, he was not interested in talking to Cao Xiaojun, let alone Cao Chunhua.

Even if Cao Chunhuagui is the leader of the regiment, so what.

It's not the leader of the regiment who leads the troops to fight, there is nothing worthy of Xu Qing's respect, but the people who fight and fight on the battlefield are the ones who make people respect.

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, Ma Guohua returned to Sijiu City first.

He is the chief of the security section of the Red Star Rolling Mill, and he needs to deal with many things in the factory.

The situation here is temporarily stable. Ma Jinghong's operation ended in the middle of the night last night, and after that, she will rest and recover.

Regarding Jinghong's hospitalization expenses and other follow-up questions, Cao Chunhua gave a clear answer to Ma Guohua, and the regiment would take care of it, so he didn't have to worry about it.

After all, Ma Jinghong was injured when she went out to perform, and it was a work-related injury. Would the troupe dare to ignore it?
The main reason for Ma Guohua to leave at ease is that Xu Qing and Ma Jiefang stayed here.

Ma Jiefang sent Ma Guohua away, and only Xu Qing and Ma Jinghong were left in the ward.

Ma Jinghong had just finished the infusion, and her body was a little weak. She leaned on the pillow and sat on the bed, looking at her feet wrapped in gauze, in a daze.

Accompanied by Xu Qing, he reached out and groped in his pocket for a while, found a fruit candy, peeled off the candy wrapper, and handed it to Ma Jinghong's mouth.

Ma Jinghong raised her head, looked at Xu Qing, with a sad face and said:

"If my feet don't look as good as before and I can't dance anymore, will you still like me?"

Xu Qing froze for a moment, then forced the fruit candy into her mouth, pretending to blame:

"Why, now that I know it, I'm afraid? Why didn't you think about it when you pulled Hui Lihua yesterday."

"I can't just watch her fall."

Ma Jinghong said with tears in her eyes, covering her face with her hands.After a while, he raised his head and said calmly: "Xu Qing, please ask the doctor for me, can my feet return to the way they were before?"

Xu Qing was picking up the kettle and pouring water into the white enamel tea mug. Hearing what the object said, he said solemnly:

"I asked the helper, and the doctor said, if you want your feet to recover completely, you must follow me from now on, otherwise, you will never recover in this life."

Ma Jinghong instantly had a clue in her mind, hummed, and raised her hand to grab the pillow on her back and throw Xu Qing away.

It's just that as soon as she exerted herself, the pain from her weak body immediately caused her to groan in pain.

Xu Qing hurriedly checked, the two of them were in close contact, and as their eyes met, Ma Jinghong subconsciously put her arms around Xu Qing, feeling an unprecedented sense of security in her heart, allowing the handsome young man in front of her to hug her.

Xu Qing moved the pillow away, let Ma Jinghong lie flat on the hospital bed, and turned to fetch water.

Ma Jinghong tilted her head to Xu Qing, feeling indescribably sweet and happy.

In the evening, Hui Lihua and Wu Xiuying came to the ward, ready to take over Jinghong from Xu Qing and Ma Jiefang.

After all, Xu Qing and Ma Jiefang are two boys, and many things are not convenient.

However, Ma Jinghong's feet were injured, and she had to go to the bathroom at night, and the two girls couldn't stand it anymore.

In the end Xu Qing stayed and stayed with Hui Lihua in Ma Jinghong's ward.

Ma Jiefang went back to the hotel room near the hospital and went to sleep.

And Wu Xiuying went to Li Shuzhen's ward.

Although Li Shuzhen was seriously injured, compared to Ma Jinghong, she was less restricted in her movements.

Regarding what happened yesterday, Hui Lihua was both grateful and guilty to Ma Jinghong.

Because if it wasn't for Jinghong, maybe she would be lying on the hospital bed today.

Looking at Ma Jinghong's injured feet, Hui Lihua's eyes seemed to be about to shed tears.

Ma Jinghong put her arm around her shoulders and said, "I didn't say anything. If you cry again, I really can't stand it."

Hui Lihua's eyes were red, and she hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Xu Qing lay prone in front of the window, smoking a cigarette with his head outside.

Regarding the injury on Jinghong's foot, Xu Qing really asked the doctor about it today.

The injury was actually not very serious, and the operation took several hours, which was completely limited by the medical level.

In this fucking age, many ailments are serious illnesses, not a problem, but a problem.

The only good thing is that the cost of medical treatment is not high, and the price of medicines is not high.

At around ten o'clock in the evening, Ma Jinghong secretly glanced at Xu Qing.

Xu Qing understood, walked to the hospital bed, picked up Jinghong, and walked out of the ward towards the hospital bathroom.

Hui Lihua followed behind, looking at Xu Qing and Ma Jinghong as a couple, feeling sour with envy.

There was an accident at the performance yesterday, so Xu Qing came here overnight.

Xu Qing spent another day at the hospital today.

How could Hui Lihua not feel anything at all?

At one o'clock in the morning, after Ma Jinghong fell asleep, Hui Lihua stood in the corridor outside the ward, looking at Xu Qing, tangled in her heart for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to ask:

"Xu Qing, I've always wanted to ask you a question. Why do you like Miss Jinghong?"

Xu Qing turned to look at Hui Lihua, frowned, and whispered:
"Do you like a reason for liking someone?"

"Don't you need it?"

Facing Hui Lihua's rhetorical question, Xu Qing thought for a moment and said, "Maybe some people need it, maybe some people don't, and I belong to the latter."

Hui Lihua fell silent when she heard Xu Qing's answer.

After a while, Hui Lihua stared at Xu Qing, and said word by word: "If, I like you, will you accept it?"

Xu Qing was taken aback by Hui Lihua's words, and smiled awkwardly:

"You have a fever? What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm serious!"

After Hui Lihua finished speaking, she turned her head and glanced at Ma Jinghong's ward, then lowered her head, then raised her head suddenly, and said seriously:

"Since I met you in Shichahai in 63, I fell in love with you, but at that time, I didn't know whether it was because I really liked you or out of curiosity, but then I slowly discovered that, as you said, I like someone , need no reason."

(End of this chapter)