Anorectal department met first love, my agency died

Chapter 31 You Saved Me
Song Shiwei was a little helpless. Ji Chen had already said that, what else could she say?
"You don't have any other friends?" Song Shiwei still didn't believe it. She had only met him twice. Why did he dare to come to her house?

"Sister, you really don't remember me?" Ji Chen looked at Song Shiwei with burning eyes, his eyes shining brightly.

"Have we met before?" Song Shiwei was a little hesitant, maybe not. He was so handsome, so there was no reason for him not to remember.

"It was very young." Ji Chen seemed a little excited, "I was only six years old at that time, and I was only in the first grade. My mother died of illness, and my father married a stepmother and treated me badly."

"Sometimes I don't want to go home after school. Once I was blocked in the alley behind the school by some gangsters who extorted money from me. You saved me."

And this?Song Shiwei recalled, but it was really possible.

Her parents divorced when she was five years old, her father abandoned them, and her mother was away from home. Later, when she was in school, many children laughed at her as an unwanted child.

People often bully her.

Everyone says that children are the most innocent and kind, but some children are very vicious. They seem to speak "children's words without taboo", but every sentence is poignant.

He said the most innocent words and made the cruelest jokes, and still found it funny.

After entering elementary school, Song Shiwei was also often bullied, but he dared not tell his brother for fear that he would worry.

Every time she was bullied, she tidied up before she dared to go home. If she got hurt on her face, she would say that she accidentally fell it.

Song Shixing was still a child at that time, and he was a little big-hearted, so he didn't pay that much attention.

Later, she was beaten so severely that she fought back and did not dare to go home.

On the way, she saw a boxing gym with people boxing, and she looked in through the glass.

It was a boxing gym opened by a Cantonese who taught Wing Chun, but the business was not very good.

She stood at the door and looked at it for a long time. A very kind uncle asked her to go in and take a look.

The uncle of the curator obviously saw that she was beaten, and asked, "Little friend, have you been beaten? Do you want to fight back?"

"Think!" Little Song Shiwei blinked his big eyes but his eyes were firm.

"Then tell your adults to let you learn." The uncle said with a smile.

Song Shiwei looked up at him, "There is no adult in my family, I can make the decision myself!"

She took out a few crumpled breakfast money from her brother from her pocket, and held them in front of the curator, "Uncle, are these enough?"

The curator's eyes suddenly turned red, and he took the money from her hand, "That's enough, that's enough!"

From that day on, Song Shiwei went to the Wing Chun gym every day after school and studied for a year.

She studied very seriously and vented her usual depression and grievances into her fists.

But a year later, the boxing gym could no longer be opened and the boss packed up his things and returned to his hometown, leaving her with no place to learn.

But with the foundation of that year, she is no longer afraid of those older children.

From time to time, he also helps some children who are being bullied.

At that time, Ji Chen should have been a child he helped unintentionally, maybe he was too young to remember.

Besides, he has grown up so much, he must be different from when he was a child, how can he recognize him.

"Sister, you may not recognize me anymore, but I always remember you." Ji Chen was a little excited, "I asked what your name was, and you said your name was Shi Wei."

"Later, my family moved, and I never met you again. And I always thought your surname was Shi, so I searched for you for a long time and couldn't find you. Until that day..."

"In the hot pot restaurant, you fell on me and I heard your friend call you Shi Wei. Then I looked at your face carefully and realized that you are the same as the young lady in my memory."

"Do you know how excited I was at that time? Who knew that your friend would almost mistake me for having evil intentions towards you..."

Song Shiwei let out a "puchi" laugh, the situation was indeed easy to cause misunderstanding.

It turns out that I and Ji Chen still have this connection, and suddenly I feel a lot closer.

And just now I heard him say that he lost his mother at such a young age, how can he have a good life with his stepmother, I suddenly felt a little sympathetic to him.

"Then you can stay here first, it's just that the conditions are a bit poor." And he really can't get out.

"Thank you sister!" Ji Chen was overjoyed. He knew that his sister would not die without saving her.

She is such a kind person, since she was a child.

"I can pay rent and food expenses." Ji Chen said, picked up his phone and transferred 1000 yuan to Song Shiwei, who had already added WeChat in the hospital before.

"It doesn't take that much." Song Shiwei was a little embarrassed. The food community would distribute it, and the rest was sent by Xiao Yi's family without spending any money.

Even if she lived for less than half a month, her community is an old building without an elevator, and the monthly rent does not cost 1000 yuan.

"I want it, I want it. If you don't accept it, I won't be able to stay here. It's much cheaper than staying in a hotel." Ji Chen smiled brightly and seemed to be in a good mood.

The two chatted for a while, and Song Shiwei stood up, "Then sit down for a while, and I'll cook."

Today, one more person cooks a little more rice. By the way, the rice is almost gone. Tomorrow, I will ask Xiao Yi to ask if there is any rice, and I can buy it.

"Let me help you!" Ji Chen stood up.

"Would you?" Song Xiao looked at him suspiciously. Although he didn't get along with his family, he shouldn't be in a bad family by looking at his clothes.

Nowadays, not to mention boys, few girls can cook.

"I can learn!" Ji Chen was very active.

"Then come and help me wash the vegetables!" Song Shi smiled, teaching a boy to do housework, which can benefit a sister in the future.

Song Shiwei took out the vegetables to be cooked and put them in the sink, taught Ji Chen how to wash them, and then washed the rice and cooked it himself.

Then he washed the ribs that Xiao Ran had sent that day and put them into the pot to stew the soup.

Start chopping carrots and broccoli again to prepare squid side dishes.

Suddenly the sound of a key opening the door came from outside, Song Shiwei was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Xiao Yi said yesterday that he would be equipped with a key so that she didn't need to run over to open the door when he came back.

Xiao Yi should be back.

Ji Chen also heard the sound, wiped his hands and stood at the kitchen door to look out.

As soon as Xiao Yi entered the door, he saw Ji Chen standing by the kitchen door, and the smile on his face suddenly faded.

Why is he here?
"Doctor Xiao!" Ji Chen greeted Xiao Yi, showing his white teeth.

Xiao Yi walked in with a bag of rice in his hand, glanced at Ji Chen, then at Song Shiwei, "Why is he here?"

"Ah?" Song Shiwei's heart tightened, and he accidentally cut his finger with the knife.

Ji Chen quickly ran over, grabbed Song Shiwei's hand and put her bleeding fingers into his mouth to suck.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Yi grabbed his hand with a cold voice, "Are you an animal? Do you know how many bacteria are in your saliva?"

Shake off Ji Chen's hand and put Song Shiwei's hand under the faucet.

"Do you have a medicine cabinet at home?"

"Yes, yes!" Song Shi swallowed slightly, Brother Xiao Yi looked a little scary, "Under the TV cabinet!"

After the blood on his hand was washed away, Xiao Yi took out a handkerchief to press Song Shiwei's wound, led her to the TV, leaned over and took out the medicine box, and rummaged through the contents.

Fortunately, common anti-inflammatory drugs are available.

Song Shiwei still prepared some commonly used medicines at home alone, so as not to be troublesome to go to the hospital.

Xiao Yi carefully disinfected Song Shiwei's hand with iodophor. Seeing that the wound was not very big, he covered it with a band-aid.

(End of this chapter)