Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 313

Seeing Song Zhiwei's nervous appearance, Xue Qian couldn't help but make a joke: "Sister Wei, could it be that Xiaohua's blood is poisonous?"

Unexpectedly, Song Zhiwei did not teach her a lesson as usual, but hesitated for a moment, and told her: "Put away all sharp things in the future, and don't let her see blood."

Xue Qian suddenly became nervous, "Sister Wei, what's going on? You seem to be speaking seriously."

Song Zhiwei nodded, "It's really serious. Don't joke around. Be careful in the future. But remember, don't show it in front of Xiao Hua."

After she finished speaking, she went out.

Xiaohua was standing in the corner of the wall at this time, looking at Song Zhiwei with a look of fear.

"Xiaohua, what's wrong with you? Does your hand still hurt?" Song Zhiwei walked towards Xiaohua with a gentle smile on her face.

Unexpectedly, Xiaohua moved a few steps to the side, shook her head, "Auntie said my blood is dirty, Auntie, did I 'dirty' you?"

Song Zhiwei froze for a moment, and said quickly: "No, how could blood be dirty? Your aunt means that your clothes were dirty before, but you are wearing beautiful clean clothes now, which are not dirty at all. Come here quickly , Xiaohua."

The young Xiaohua didn't know the true meaning of blood dirty, so she returned to normal after Song Zhiwei coaxed her a few words.

"Do your fingers still hurt?" Song Zhiwei asked while pulling Xiao Hua to sit on the sofa.

Xiao Hua shook her head, "It doesn't hurt."

Song Zhiwei glanced at the blood-stained Band-Aid, thinking how could it not hurt, but she was used to it.

"Xiaohua, bleeding is a very bad thing. You must protect yourself in the future, you know? Don't touch knives and scissors when you see them, understand?" Song Zhiwei repeatedly urged.

Xiaohua nodded sensiblely.

At this time, Xue Qian stood aside and called out: "Sister Wei, come here."

Song Zhiwei asked Xiaohua to continue watching TV, and then passed.

Xue Qian pulled her into the room and closed the door.

"What's wrong?" Song Zhiwei asked puzzled.

Xue Qian's expression became very serious, she lowered her voice and asked, "Sister Wei, is Xiao Hua sick?"

Knowing that Xue Qian has a "big mouth", Song Zhiwei didn't want to tell her yet, "She is a bit malnourished."

However, Xue Qian was not as easy to fool as she used to be. She shook her head and said seriously, "Sister Wei, don't lie to me, this child Xiaohua must be different from ordinary children. Otherwise, why would you be so nervous when she bleeds? And she said Her aunt said that her blood is dirty, which means it is contagious?"

Xue Qian's rare and keen insight made Song Zhiwei speechless for a moment.

Indeed, anyone who hears the words blood is dirty will think of contagious diseases.

"She has hepatitis B?" Xue Qian said to herself, "but it's not right, we have all been vaccinated against hepatitis B, so you must not be so nervous. What kind of infectious disease could it be?"

Song Zhiwei wanted to end the topic, "Qianqian, don't ask any more questions, this pair of children—"

"Could it be AIDS?!" Xue Qian unexpectedly came out.

Song Zhiwei froze for a moment, before he had time to refute immediately.

Seeing Song Zhiwei's expression, Xue Qian knew she had guessed right, "No wonder you wanted to check my hands, and you washed your hands right away. Sister Wei, Xiao Hua really has AIDS?"

Now that Xue Qian has already guessed it, it would be superfluous for Song Zhiwei to deny it. She could only nod her head and correct her: "She is only an HIV carrier and has not yet developed AIDS."

"Isn't that the same?" Xue Qian became anxious all of a sudden, and grabbed Song Zhiwei's hand to check, "You got her blood on your hand just now, is there something wrong?!"

Song Zhiwei shook her head, "Don't worry, I don't have any wounds on my hands, I'm pretty sure."

As a veterinarian, Song Zhiwei has dealt with many germs all year round, and has long understood the importance of protecting herself.In addition, with Xiaohua in the past two days, physical contact is unavoidable, so she is even more careful not to damage her skin.

But Xue Qian was still worried, she suggested: "You should go to the CDC for consultation."

"I said it's fine." Song Zhiwei withdrew her hand to calm Xue Qian down, "Qianqian, don't be so nervous, the contagion of HIV is not as scary as you imagined."

"But this disease is terrifying! It's always better to be cautious." Xue Qian couldn't help raising her voice.

In order to appease Xue Qian, Song Zhiwei had no choice but to pretend to agree, "Okay, I will go to the disease control consultation tomorrow morning, and they are off work now."

She got Song Zhiwei's guarantee, but Xue Qian still had a look of fear on her face. She asked in puzzlement, "Sister Wei, why did you bring a child with AIDS home?"

"Hush!" Song Zhiwei signaled her to lower her voice, "Don't be so loud, I don't want Xiaohua to hear it."

Xue Qian lowered her voice and asked again.

Song Zhiwei explained: "I saw her so pitifully when I went to the orphanage. Both adults and children bullied her, so I wanted to help her."

"Then you shouldn't bring her back." Xue Qian said with an exaggerated expression, "AIDS! AIDS!"

Song Zhiwei rolled her eyes and couldn't help but said: "As long as you have no blood contact with her, she is just an ordinary child. Do you think I dare to take her home without knowing anything? If you are afraid , I won’t bring her here in the future, but please don’t tell my mom, she’s even older and won’t understand.”

"In the future? Sister Wei, don't you plan to take her with you for a long time?" Xue Qian said nervously.

"I do have this plan, and I will discuss it with Wei Xuan when he comes back." After two days of getting along, Song Zhiwei was sure that Xiaohua was a good child, and she couldn't bear to let such a good child go back to the orphanage to be treated coldly by people.

"Brother Xuan will definitely not agree!" Xue Qian said firmly, "After all, you are going to have a baby, and Xiao Hua is a ticking time bomb!"

"That's not necessarily true." Song Zhiwei retorted, "Wei Xuan has spent so many years at the frontier where drugs and AIDS are the most rampant. His understanding of this disease will definitely not be the same as yours."

"But—" Xue Qian wanted to say something, but Song Zhiwei didn't intend to discuss this topic any further.

She interrupted Xue Qian, "Qianqian, please believe that I am sensible, and please promise me that you will not tell my mother or anyone around you."

Xue Qian hesitated to speak, her expression seemed to want to refute, but she could only nod in the end.

At this time, He Yuxiu came back, and Song Zhiwei hurried out.

She took out the paper stained with Xiaohua's blood along with the trash.

"Mom, let's go." Holding Xiaohua's hand, Song Zhiwei strode away.

(End of this chapter)