Li Rong went into the backyard to wash her face and came out to help look after the store. She asked Mother Zhao to take a nap as well. After all, she had to finish cooking in the morning and then go out to look after the store. It was very hard.
Mother Zhao was indeed a little sleepy, but she didn't hold on. She slapped her lower back and said, "I'm really old. I need to rest before I can have the energy to work."
Li Rong saw off several groups of guests, and Zhao Qingsong also came back.
The November weather in the capital was already chilly. Zhao Qingsong was wearing a thin cotton coat, and his lips were a little dry from the air blowing.
Li Rong poured him a glass of water.
Zhao Qingsong finished two or three sips and breathed out: "This hot water is really comfortable."
"I asked you to bring a kettle when you went out, but you didn't."
"There used to be hot water over there at the wholesale point, but today they ran out of briquettes and couldn't borrow them for a while. A bunch of people have been thirsty for most of the day." Zhao Qingsong glanced at his watch, "Teacher Yuan hasn't gotten up yet?"
"I haven't seen anyone yet."
Zhao Qingsong glanced upstairs again: "It shouldn't be, it's already half past two, Teacher Yuan won't sleep for that long. Did you see Teacher Yuan when you came back?"
"No," Li Rong shook his head and suddenly met Zhao Qingsong's downcast gaze. He raised his legs and ran upstairs.
Not long after, Li Rong heard heavy and urgent footsteps. She looked towards the stairs and saw that Zhao Qingsong was carrying Teacher Yuan down.
Li Rong's pupils narrowed and she walked over: "What's going on?"
"When I went up, I saw him sleeping on the carpet, and there was no response after several exchanges," Zhao Qingsong said urgently, "I will send him to the hospital now, and you can watch at home."
Li Rong nodded: "Go quickly!"
As she said that, she hurriedly opened the drawer and grabbed a handful of money: "Bring some money with you!"
Zhao Qingsong had already ran out and shouted without looking back: "No, I have it in my pocket."
Li Rong ran out quickly and shouted at Zhao Qingsong's back: "Watch your feet."
Zhao Qingsong walks slowly. If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to tell that he is lame, but if you walk fast, it will be obvious that there is something wrong with his feet.
In addition, he was now carrying a man weighing more than 100 kilograms on his back, and the heavy object was weighing him down. Li Rong was afraid that he would hurt his feet.
Teacher Yuan suddenly fainted due to sudden anemia and low blood sugar. He got up quickly when he got up.
Fortunately, Zhao Qingsong delivered it in time and nothing major happened.
But because he was already in his fifties, the doctor recommended that he be hospitalized for a few days for observation.
Before Teacher Yuan woke up, Zhao Qingsong took the initiative and went through the hospitalization procedures for him. After the procedures were completed, when he returned to the ward, Teacher Yuan had already woken up and was getting water.
Zhao Qingsong walked in: "Teacher Yuan."
"Well," Teacher Yuan's energy was not as good as before. He glanced sideways at Zhao Qingsong, "You sent me here."
Zhao Qingsong smiled: "Yes, fortunately, I felt something was wrong, so I went up to take a look."
"I'm getting old." Teacher Yuan sighed, "It's no longer useful. I'm sorry to bother you, Xiao Zhao."
"Hey! Whatever you say, you are one of our own. I will hospitalize you and stay for a few days for observation."
"Okay, I'm sorry to bother you, I'll give you the money when I get back," Teacher Yuan was still in a low mood. He said, "I don't know when this life will be gone. Who can I spend the money on? It's not just to treat myself."
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Zhao Qingsong was silent after listening to his words. He was so blocked that he couldn't help it. He pursed his lips and changed the subject: "I'll pour you some hot water, drink it and sleep for a while. Don't think so much."
Before leaving, he saw that the potion bottle was almost finished. He rang the bell before going out to find water for Teacher Yuan.
They came in a hurry and didn't bring anything. Fortunately, there was someone selling things at the entrance of the hospital. He bought an enameled water cup with a lid, took the hot water and went back to the ward.
As soon as I walked to the door, I heard a voice coming from the ward: "Is that your son? He is very filial."
Zhao Qingsong stopped and heard the next sentence, which was Teacher Yuan's voice: "He's not my son, he's a nice young man."
"Oh, that's really good. I saw him running up and down just now, and now he's out to find water for you." The voice was very enthusiastic, "He looks very young, do you have anyone?"
Teacher Yuan smiled: "He is already a father!"
"That's such a shame."
Zhao Qingsong smiled, walked in and put the water on the cabinet next to the bed as if he had just come back.
After Teacher Yuan finished hanging the water, Zhao Qingsong said: "I will bring you some clothes and toiletries when I go home. I will also bring you food from home, so you don't have to eat from the hospital."
"Okay, okay," Teacher Yuan nodded, and then said, "I'm sorry, Xiaorong. I told her to read the lecture notes, but I read them last night, and marked all the problematic ones, and put them where I sleep.
It’s on the bedside table in the house, just show it to her.”
Zhao Qingsong smiled: "I can."
On the way back, Zhao Qingsong bought some vegetables on the way.
Fruit shop.
Li Rong saw him but not Teacher Yuan, and asked with worry: "Where is Teacher Yuan?"
"in hospital."
"Hospitalized? What is the problem? Is it serious?"
"It's not bad. It's just a common problem for older people. It's just that the doctor said it's better to be hospitalized for a few days for observation, so I hospitalized him."
"It's fine." Li Rong took the dish from his hand, "You're coming back to get something, right? Come over after I finish cooking and you can finish your meal, and bring some food to Teacher Yuan on the way. I'm from the hospital.
The taste is not good. Is there anything that Teacher Yuan should avoid?"
"No."
Li Rong cooked directly in the backyard of the fruit shop.
Mother Zhao and An An were looking at the store in front, while Zhao Qingsong went upstairs to help Teacher Yuan get things, including Li Rong's lecture notes.
A family of four gathered around the coffee table in the store to eat.
Someone came in to buy fruit. Zhao Qingsong was about to get up to greet him when Li Rong held him down: "You eat yours, I'll do it."
Li Rong and others knew about Teacher Yuan's situation, so as soon as Zhao Qingsong finished eating, she took an aluminum lunch box to put the rice in, and also picked some fruits and asked Zhao Qingsong to take them.
Zhao Qingsong pointed to the table next to him: "By the way, this is the lecture script that Teacher Yuan has approved for you. He said you can understand it, so just let me give it to you directly."
"I understand, by the way, will you come back tonight?"
"I'll watch over there, Teacher Yuan is alone."
"That's right, I don't have class in the morning tomorrow, so I'll go over there and take your place in the morning."
Zhao Qingsong patted Li Rong on the shoulder and said nothing.
When Zhao Qingsong carried Teacher Yuan down in the afternoon, Zhao's mother had not yet woken up. Only then did she know that Teacher Yuan was hospitalized.
He asked in confusion: "Teacher Yuan's children won't come back either?"
Li Rong briefly explained Teacher Yuan's situation. Mother Zhao's face was full of sympathy: "It's really a thousand cuts. Why do good people always encounter such bad things?"
"It's hard to say, fate has its way with people."
Mother Zhao: "Then you guys can help me keep an eye on her and take care of her more or less."
"Well, Zhao Qingsong is watching in the hospital tonight and won't be back."