Chapter 282
Mei Sixiu knew that Song Yu was injured, so naturally all of his good brothers also heard about it. She discussed in the group when everyone would come to visit him when they had time.
Song Yu accidentally saw the news in the group and refused without thinking.
"Don't come, no welcome, thank you."
A few simple words meant to show where they are cool and where they stay.
He knew very well that their group of people came here to visit him, but to come to see jokes. Especially Zhao Yichen, the gossip enthusiast who was not interested in watching the fun, might take advantage of the opportunity to visit him and secretly take his ugly photos with his mobile phone, and wait to find an opportunity to laugh at him in the future.
Song Yu would never allow this to happen.
After hearing what he said, Meng Jianwan sneered, thinking that his idol burden was quite heavy.
Zhao Yichen was an idle person, unwilling to be rejected, and shouted in the group: "Gu Shaoning, is Xiao Ba in your hospital? Please tell me the ward number. I have to visit me no matter what I say."
Gu Shaoning: "If you are not here, I don't know which hospital he is in."
Zhao Yichen: “…?”
Song Yu was indeed not in the hospital where Gu Shaoning was. The emergency number he called at that time was a hospital closest to the abandoned car repair shop. After being injured and unconscious, he was naturally pulled to this hospital and has not been discharged yet.
Zhao Yichen could not find Song Yu, so he could only give up the idea of visiting the disease.
So at present, only the families from both sides are here to visit the disease, and Liang Yuanyuan has also come with Liang Rushui several times.
Song Yu's back injury has almost recovered, so the doctor said that he could go out to breathe fresh air properly. Lying in the ward for a long time is not good for recuperation.
But his calves were impossible to get better for a while. He had to keep them carefully before removing the plaster to avoid leaving any sequelae to become lame in the future. It was quite serious.
Meng Jianwan remembered it all and understood that the doctor meant that he could go out for breath now, but not exercise.
Song Yu had no complaints about this, but was a little expectant. A few days ago, Meng Jianwan said that when he could move, he would push the wheelchair to take him out for breathing.
As expected, Sister Meng was so arrogant that she could not catch up with her. After getting the doctor's permission, she got a wheelchair.
After autumn, the weather was very cool in the morning and evening. Song Yu wore a coat outside his patient's clothes, and was pushed into the elevator by Meng Jianwan and went down to the first floor.
The autumn time in the imperial capital is short, and it is often the winter that only when you feel the autumn, you will realize it.
Meng Jianwan pushed him through the hall, slid down from the wheelchair-specific passage on the side, and walked around to the small garden behind.
It is called a small garden, but it is just a yard with a large flower bed in the middle, with four-season green and some flowers and plants planted. The flowers and plants have withered, and four-season green is still lush and green in this season, and all of them are full of vitality.
The crisscrossing cobblestone roads lead to various hospital departments. Some families support patients and walk slowly on the gravel road, while others push wheelchairs on the flat stone road like Meng Jianwan.
It was evening, and the clouds in the sky were paved, blocked by the towering hospital in front of them. After walking around the flower bed for a while, you could see the beautiful glow through the gaps between the buildings. It was a color of bright orange and lilac, like oil paintings.
Song Yu took a deep breath of fresh air and finally felt less stuffy.
Meng Jianwan put his hand on the handrail and did not move, letting him bathe in the thin sunset, and his hair dyed light golden. She moved a step to the side, sat by the flower bed, and looked at him with her chin.
The man's face was cold and clear, and he sat in a wheelchair wearing gold-rimmed glasses, like a sick person.
Song Yu turned his head and looked at her: "Have you asked the doctor when he could be discharged from the hospital?"
"Do you want to be discharged from the hospital?" Meng Jianwan frowned, looking disagreeing. "I didn't ask, but the injury on your back still has to change the dressing every now and then. It's too troublesome to go back and forth, so let's continue to be hospitalized."
Song Yu: "It's too boring."
Meng Jianwan rolled his eyes: "I don't think it's boring, but you're bored. If you can't stay idle, I'll call Xiao Zhang to send his work to the hospital."
During this period, Song Xiaozheng was helping with work. Although he basically retreated behind the scenes and delegated power to him after Song took office, he also paid attention to the affairs in the company and it was not difficult to manage the company.
Song Yu reached out and twisted her face: "I'll just say one thing, you scolded me a few times."
"Should you be wronged, what did I scold you?" Meng Jianwan slapped his hand away.
Song Yu: "Your tone is a tone of insulting people."
"..." is unreasonable.
An old couple next to them had been watching them for a long time. The old lady pushed her husband over with a kind smile on her wrinkled face and persuaded her: "Young man, this is why you are ignorant. Your girlfriend is worried about you. She wants you to maintain a good health in the hospital. She doesn't want you to be discharged from the hospital so soon and busy with work."
Song Yu and Meng Jianwan both looked young, especially Meng Jianwan. Today, she tied two braids in front of her, wearing a milk-colored sweatshirt, ice cream pattern on her chest, black loose trousers, and sneakers on her feet, looking like a high school student. When Song Yu was not wearing a suit and white shirt, she lacked the sharpness of the superior and was extraordinary. The two got together more like a couple in love, not like they were married.
Song Yu smiled and said, "Grandma, she is not my girlfriend, but my wife." After pausing, he felt it was necessary to explain, "I didn't quarrel with her, we were having fun."
The old lady nodded and still looked at them with a smile.
People on both sides said a word or two and met. They learned that the old lady’s wife had a cerebral thrombosis and had been hospitalized for half a month. Her children were busy with work, and they were all taken care of by the old lady in the hospital. After get off work, they would occasionally come to visit her.
In the next few days, Meng Jianwan pushed Song Yu to meet them while walking in the small garden.
The old man was a chess fan, and no one played chess with him in the hospital. When Song Yu heard that, he asked someone to find a chess game. The two of them played chess in the pavilion in the small garden. Every day, they attracted a group of old men and ladies in hospital gowns to watch, and they could surround the pavilion.
Meng Jianwan sat next to eat oranges, and as he ate, he couldn't help but sigh. She had lived her old age early.
She didn't know how she, a race driver who was galloping around the field, fell to the point of watching the old man play chess in the garden. However, the oranges that Mei Sixiu brought today were quite sweet, and she ate three...
Such a comfortable life didn't last long, because Song Yu was so good at playing chess, Huihui won easily, which made the old man so angry that he almost got a heart-wrenching.
Whenever he saw the old man with white hair blushing and he didn't know where to go next, Meng Jianwan was worried that he would faint.
To be honest, she was a little afraid of making her popular for the sake of her own, but Song Yu was so damn desire to win and lose, and she didn't know how to give in to others. She won every time without any guilt.
When he returned to the ward that day, Meng Jianwan scolded him.
So the next day, Song Yu knew that his subordinates were showing mercy when he played chess with the old man again. The old man who won a game of chess was so happy that he leaned back and forth. He slapped his thighs and tables, and he laughed so hard that he couldn't even breathe. He coughed several times before he recovered. It looked quite scary.
Meng Jianwan held his forehead and said to Song Yu quietly: "Forget it, you'd better not play chess with him in the future. Just chat, so it won't make people feel too ups and downs."
Song Yu was discharged from the hospital after his back injury completely healed. Before leaving, he said goodbye to the old couple, gave them a bunch of supplements and a good pair of chess, which was a gift for his friends.
On the day of discharge, the driver from the family came to pick him up. Liang Rushui helped to clean up the things in the ward. He stayed for more than half a month and used a lot of things. He packed up two large bags and a small bag.
Meng Jianwan was really relieved. Finally, she didn't have to stay in the hospital all day, and her experience of old age could be over.
If there is anything gained from this hospitalization trip, it is that she feels her patience has increased.
She used to be impatient for anything. If Song Yu provoked her, she would pinch him on the spot with her violent temper. Now she just smiled and passed by calmly.
After Song Yu returned home, he slowly began to deal with work matters.
Assistant Zhang Xinyou would come to his house every few days to report to him about the progress of some important projects in person, bring him some documents that need to be signed, and then bring the documents he had signed before to the company.
Meng Jianwan occasionally goes to a nail salon, and most of the time he stays at home.
It is worth mentioning that during the period when Song Yu was hospitalized, the number of chickens at home decreased rapidly... Meng Jianwan found out when he got up in the morning when he picked it up.
——
When the first snowflakes fell in winter, Song Yu could already walk skillfully with a cane, but the plaster on his calf had not been removed.
He finished his work in the study in the afternoon and took the elevator to the living room on the first floor. He heard a burst of laughter and joy coming from the dining room.
Two old ladies came from the manor in the suburbs. They arrived after lunch. They were worried that they would disturb Song Yu from work, so they did not go upstairs to disturb her and only moved downstairs.
Lin Chunhua was the first to see Song Yu, and his eyes moved down. He noticed his legs in a cast and shouted loudly: "Xiaoyu! Oh Yoyo, what's wrong with your legs? Why are you still using crutches?!"
Everyone looked at each other. They had been hiding the two old men before, but it was difficult to explain now. Song Yu's mind was quickly turned around and immediately came up with a lie and said calmly: "I accidentally bumped into it when I was driving at night. It was not very serious. It was almost healed. The gypsum could be removed after a while."
Cai Xixiang put down the rolling pin in his hand and walked closer to him and looked at him carefully: "Why are you so careless? Don't you know how to pay attention to driving at night? Really."
Song Yu nodded and said with a smile: "Grandma taught me a lesson that I will definitely pay attention in the future."
Lin Chunhua also asked a few questions, and Song Yu answered one by one. Of course, all of them were lies and he did not dare to say anything about kidnapping.
The snow outside was heavy, and the rustling sound fell on the roof, branches, and the ground. The house was warm and the whole family made dumplings around the restaurant table. Two old ladies were responsible for rolling the dumpling skins, Liang Rushui and Aunt Du were responsible for making them, and Song Xiaozheng would occasionally help make a few, but Liang Rushui despised the dumplings he made for were too ugly.
Meng Jianwan had just ordered a cup of milk tea takeout, and was happily sucking milk tea with a cup. He was wearing a big sweater that could fit two people. It looked very warm, and he was walking around them and watching them busy.
Song Yu naturally couldn't help, so he carried Meng Jianwan's collar to the living room.
"What are you going to do?" she said in a slutty mouth, biting the milk tea straw.
The two sat on the sofa, the snow was still falling outside, and the ground quickly turned white, like a wool blanket, snow-white and fluffy. He kneaded her soft face: "Where did you go in the morning? I haven't seen anyone for most of the day."
Meng Jianwan rescued his face from him, cleaned his hair, and said angrily: "Aren't you able to move freely now? I'll go to the store."
Song Yu knew that when his injury healed, her heart flew out.
Meng Jianwan chewed the soft and glutinous black sugar pearls and glanced at him with his eyes slanted: "I found that you are used to enslaving me now, right?"
"No. I mean, you should at least tell me before going out." Song Yu said.
"Okay, I understand."
"I suddenly thought of a question-" Song Yu looked at her, "It seems that your new phone does not share a location with me."
Meng Jianwan bought a new mobile phone while he was still in the hospital. During this period, they had been together day and night, and she was by his side all the time, and he forgot about this.
Meng Jian nodded, indicating that he understood that this was the key point he wanted to say when he called her out alone. While drinking milk tea, she took out her cell phone to fiddle with her.
Song Yu held one of her wrists: "No need to open it, I don't have to know your whereabouts. The same thing is, just say it to me, otherwise you will be worried if you play around everywhere." After this incident, he has now become a frightened bird.
Meng Jianwan raised his eyelids, looked at him sideways for a few seconds, lowered his head and set it up.
"Forget it, let's just drive it, I'm usually too lazy to report."
Song Yu grinned and couldn't help but reach out to rub her tender face: "This is what you are willing to do, I didn't ask you."
-------------------
See you tomorrow ~
Chapter completed!