80: The black-bellied officer read my mind and fell in love with me

Maybe it was because she got up too early in the morning and was busy mixing ointments at home.

Su Yi sat for a while and felt a little drowsy.

After a while, she actually fell asleep on the corner of the bed.

Zhao Lan estimated the time and came to the ward. She thought her son should have had dinner long ago, so she pushed the door and walked in.

But when she opened the door, she saw Zhou Jinchuan making a hush gesture.

Zhao Lan looked down and found that there was another person lying on the bed.

She was so scared that she quickly retreated. She wanted to take a closer look at what was going on, but Zhou Jinchuan gave her a look and she had to close the door quickly.

Su Yi was awakened by the noise. When she opened her eyes, she saw Zhou Jinchuan's hand just stretched out and then immediately retracted.

Her eyes widened immediately, "What do you want to do?"

Zhou Jinchuan's face was visibly burning, "It's getting late, you should go back."

Su Yi stretched out her arms and glanced at the clock on the wall, "Well, it's really late."

After that, she deliberately sat closer to him, "What do you want to eat tomorrow morning? Do you want to eat eight-treasure porridge?"

Since she was close, Su Yi could clearly see that Zhou Jinchuan's ears were red. She felt that he was a little cute like this, so she scanned his face for a long time.

Zhou Jinchuan swallowed nervously, and nodded without thinking about what she had just said.

"It's getting late, you should go back!"

Su Yi nodded, then stood up neatly, packed up the things she brought, and left with them.

Perhaps because he didn't expect her to be so straightforward, after the people left, Zhou Jinchuan was still a little dazed looking at the door.

After Zhao Lan waited for Su Yi to leave, she quietly returned to the ward from the next door.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw her son still staring at the door.

Zhao Lan looked at him with disdain and couldn't help complaining, "People have already gone downstairs, haven't you seen enough?"

Zhou Jinchuan withdrew his gaze angrily, "Mom, call Xiao Zhao to me, I want to take a bath."

Zhao Lan immediately rejected it when she heard it, "The doctor said that you can't touch water before the wound on your body heals. Just bear with it for two more days! Let Xiao Zhao clean you up at night."

Zhou Jinchuan didn't know what to say, so he just nodded and agreed.

The next morning.

Su Yi went to the hospital with the stewed eight-treasure porridge and steamed dumplings.

As soon as she got downstairs, she met Zhao Lan, Zhou Jinchuan's grandfather and father.

The three of them were also startled when they met Su Yi, and then they all nodded slightly to her.

Father Zhou saw the large and small bags in Su Yi's hands and thanked him embarrassedly, "I heard from Jin Chuan's mother that it was thanks to you that you sent soup every day these days, otherwise the boy might not be able to bear it."

Old Zhou disagreed, "Comrade Xiao Su came to Beijing alone, and we really shouldn't trouble her like this. Doesn't the family prepare soup and rice every day?"

Zhao Lan pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled, "Dad, Jin Chuan has a poor appetite and can't eat so much. He can only eat one bowl of what Xiao Su sent. I can't do anything about it."

Old Zhou snorted, "This kid has more and more problems now."

As they were talking, the four of them had already gone upstairs.

As soon as they walked to the front of the ward, they heard a noise inside.

Several people hurried in and saw several doctors and nurses surrounding Zhou Jinchuan's bed.

Zhao Lan hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What's going on?"

One of the older head nurses responded, "I asked a nurse to change the dressing for Captain Zhou this morning, but Captain Zhou refused."

The nurse who was rejected also quickly responded, "I don't know who opened the wound on Captain Zhou's calf, and I don't know what medicine was applied. It smells like Chinese medicine, and the gauze is tied tightly. If it continues like this, the wound will definitely fester."

Zhao Lan was so anxious that she hurriedly stepped forward to lift the blanket, "Who did this? Aren't you Western medicine doctors? How can you change Chinese medicine casually?"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone in the ward looked at each other.

The young nurse just now also plucked up the courage to point at Su Yi and said, "It wasn't us. She was the only one who stayed in the ward the longest yesterday, and she was carrying a lot of things in her hands when she came."

Su Yi twitched her mouth, and was about to explain when she was stopped by Zhou Jinchuan, "I asked her to change the medicine for me, what's the problem?"

As soon as she finished speaking, several doctors and nurses looked at Zhao Lan with a complaining look on their faces.

Zhao Lan thought that Su Yi had tricked her son into applying all sorts of drugs, fearing that his already difficult-to-heal wound would be made worse.

She looked at Su Yi anxiously, "How could you, kid, apply all sorts of drugs to him without permission? What if--"

She was only halfway through her words when Zhou Jinchuan stopped her again, "Mom, I said, I asked her to apply it to me."

Su Yi knew that everyone was about to quarrel, so she hurried to the bedside, explaining while lifting the blanket at the end of the bed.

"This is not all sorts of drugs, I tried it myself and found no problem before I gave it to him."

"And his previous wound was already inflamed, with signs of ulceration, I'm afraid the anti-inflammatory drug is not effective, so I tried changing the medicine on his calf first."

As she spoke, Su Yi gently rolled up Zhou Jinchuan's trouser legs and gently untied the gauze in front of everyone.