"That's right, it's him." Jiang Ping nodded and replied. While speaking, she walked to the edge of the floor, explored Wu Xiaoqi's forehead again, and said casually: "It wasn't Xiaoqi's help last night. I'm afraid not only won't complete the task, but she will even take it in."

Jiang Ping said this a bit too much. He did help him a lot, but it would never happen if he wanted to trap himself in. The members of the Military Control Commission Operations Team were waiting for her signal. If they really couldn't provoke these two guys to fight, she might actually send a signal of identification.

"Your brother is Xiaoqi?"

After hearing Jiang Ping's exaggerated words, Qingsong became interested in the young man lying on the floor. For leaders and underground workers like him, all those who participated in the opposition to the aggression were friends, not to mention that they helped solve such a big problem.

"Well." Jiang Ping was a little absent-minded, and the guilt that seemed to linger in her heart surged up again. "He is just a child. When he saw such a scene for the first time, he could not accept it. When he slept until midnight, he found that he was sick. It was all my fault."

"I'll take a look for him first."

Qingsong took out the stethoscope and thermometer from the medicine box, squatted to the floor, measuring his body temperature and heartbeat and breathing.

"Xiao Qi is not seriously injured." After a simple diagnosis and treatment, Qingsong took off the sergeant from his ear and said something to Jiang Ping to relieve her.

"That's good. He burned so hard in the middle of the night, which scared me."

"I'll prescribe some antipyretics for him. If you rest for two days, you'll be fine. Don't worry." Qingsong put the stethoscope back into the medicine box and said, "But I suggest you don't let him hit the floor. In such a cold weather, the floor is too cold and too tide, and people are prone to getting sick. I think Xiaoqi suddenly gets sick, which is related to this floor."

After listening to Qingsong's words, Jiang Ping's face looked puzzled. Although her house was two floors, there was only one room on each floor. Apart from her own boudoir bed, there was no place for Xiaoqi to rest.

She could actually let Xiaoqi go home to rest, but after this, she really couldn't rest assured that this little boy. Although the two houses were very close, she didn't want Xiaoqi to leave her sight for a second. Moreover, the air was leaking everywhere in his dilapidated house. Xiaoqi was still sick, how could he drag his sick body to blow the cold wind?

But if he doesn't let him go back and can't sleep on the floor, then he can only give him the bed to rest. At worst, he can build a floor upstairs. Compared to downstairs, it should be much better to go upstairs.

After a brief dilemma and hesitation, Jiang Ping decided to let Xiaoqi go upstairs to rest first. As for other concerns, she would find a way to solve them when he recovered from his illness. With Qingsong's help, the two of them worked together to help him upstairs.

After taking Qingsong's medicine, Wu Xiaoqi, who was awakened when he went upstairs, fell asleep in a drowsy sleep again. At first, he was beaten to death and refused to sleep on Sister Ping's bed, saying that he would dirty his sister's bed. Later, under Jiang Ping's coercion and temptation, he had to compromise.

He had never slept in such a comfortable bed. He slept comfortably in the faint fragrance with a full face of happiness and satisfaction.

In the afternoon, Simazi led Uncle Wu over. He heard that Xiaoqi was sick and was very worried. However, when he saw Jiang Ping taking care of him properly, he also said jokingly: "Xiaoqi must have cultivated good relationships in his previous life that he would meet such a good sister."

Jiang Ping knew Uncle Wu’s feelings for Xiaoqi, and also knew Xiaoqi’s feelings for Uncle Wu. This relationship between the old and the young is really rare in this world.

Jiang Ping had long wanted Xiaoqi to continue working as a job of collecting manure, but he refused many times. Although he did not explain the real reason and only said that he was used to it, Jiang Ping knew that Xiaoqi was afraid that after he did not do this job, the relationship between him and Uncle Wu would gradually fade.

Now, Xiaoqi is sick and Uncle Wu is here again. This is just the best time to discuss this little thing.

Jiang Ping was originally worried that she would embarrass Uncle Wu after she made this request. She really didn't think of looking down on this industry, but thought that at Xiaoqi's age, she should not bear such a heavy life.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Wu agreed immediately. He said to Jiang Ping earnestly: "I am really worried about Xiaoqi following you. You know what the reason is. But no matter what, I can't keep him forever and be a stinky brat who looks down on anyone. He has grown up, and the eagle always has to scatter it. Even if he is just a mouse, he has to learn to dig holes. Miss Jiang, you are so nice and are so good to Xiaoqi. I just hope you... Please don't give up on him at any time. Xiaoqi is really a miserable child."

Uncle Wu’s words were the heartfelt words of an elder and the advice of Xiaoqi, the only relative in the world who was still somewhat related to blood. Jiang Ping was very moved. She did not promise Uncle Wu in person, but just bowed deeply to him.

When Simazi heard Jiang Ping helping Xiaoqi quit the job, he immediately pestered Uncle Wu and fought hard to get the job. This made Jiang Ping a little embarrassed and embarrassed. Xiaoqi was older than Simazi, and he couldn't bear to do this job, let alone Simazi, who was thinner. She originally wanted to interject and persuade her, but when she saw Simazi's happy look, she swallowed the words she said. She knew that for Simazi, with this job, he and his mother would have a long-term livelihood, although this livelihood was not enough to allow the mother to live a life of food and clothing.

Maybe he should be nice to him like Xiaoqi, but when he thought of his situation, Jiang Ping gave up this idea again, and had already brought his younger brother into this vortex and could no longer drag the Simazi into the water.

"Xiao Si, it's the New Year the day after tomorrow. You can take your aunt to celebrate the New Year here with me."

Jiang Ping invited Si Mazi, which was not only a way to make up for her guilt, but also a wish that Xiaoqi had long been talking about.

"Is Xiaoqi spending the New Year here?" Simazi was obviously very happy, but he still asked more carefully.

"Of course, he wants to accompany his sister to celebrate the New Year, so can you and the aunt come together?"

Both traitors have been eliminated. Before the New Year, she should not have a new task. This year should be able to pass through it safely. If she had not given an invitation to Simazi like this yesterday, she would never have sent an invitation to Simazi like this. Even when Xiaoqi made this proposal, she only agreed perfunctorily and did not really want to do this. At that time, she was still unable to take care of herself and didn't know if she had the life to celebrate the New Year, and she would have the heart to think about other issues. Now, she can send an invitation openly, and Xiaoqi can also have a happy New Year happily.
Chapter completed!