She thought for a few random words and then heard Zhao Qingsong's shout.
Li Rong took a deep breath before walking in, pretending to be relaxed and normal: "Is it done?"
The small basin was placed on the ground. Li Rong bent down to pick it up, drained it, and rinsed it with water before taking it back.
Neither of the couple noticed that the other's ears were red, and the atmosphere in the room was too quiet. Li Rong suddenly said: "There is still some porridge, you can finish it now, and I will clean the lunch box after eating."
"I don't want to eat yet, just sit down and don't be busy all the time."
Zhao Qingsong saw that there was no one in the ward, took Li Rong's hand, sighed, and said seriously: "Daughter-in-law, when will you be able to calm down?"
"I am not angry."
"I don't believe it. You keep frowning and there's a bottle of oil hanging from the corner of your mouth." Zhao Qingsong squeezed Li Rong's hand.
Her hands were itchy from the man's big hands. For the first time, Li Rong felt that the man's hands had grown a thick layer of calluses at some point. Now, the tiny wounds on her palms made the calluses peel.
Li Rong's hands itched and her heart softened.
She lowered her eyes and looked at those hands. Compared with her own white and tender fingers, they looked really rough.
She glanced sideways at Zhao Qingsong and lowered her voice: "I'm not angry."
From the previous sentence, Zhao Qingsong knew that Li Rong was still angry, but now her voice was obviously softer, and even though she was still angry, she was not that angry anymore.
Seeing that there was no one around, Li Rong obediently leaned against Zhao Qingsong's chest and hugged his waist: "You don't even know that we have been looking for you for a long time, but we couldn't find you! When we found you later, your lower body was buried in the soil.
, you don’t even know how scary it is, I..."
Zhao Qingsong guessed the latter part even if Li Rong didn't say it.
He was very distressed, he didn't expect such a thing to happen.
He thought he just fell down the hill.
Encircling Li Rong, Zhao Qingsong reached out to rub the back of Li Rong's head, lowered his head and kissed the top of Li Rong's hair, saying in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I won't do it again."
The swelling in Zhao Qingsong's foot has not subsided, and he cannot use the strength to walk. The other foot that has not been twisted, the right foot, is disabled before, and he cannot stand on one foot.
He said he wanted to take a shower.
Li Rong: "When I changed your clothes earlier, I wiped them for you. Why don't you wash them tonight?"
She was worried that if Zhao Qingsong insisted on standing up, his recovery time would be affected.
"Fine."
Zhao Qingsong didn't take a shower, so Li Rong took advantage of the fact that it was still dark and went to the bathhouse to take a bath.
She couldn't do it without washing. She had been running around all day and had sweated many times. If she smelled carefully, she could still smell the sour smell of sweat on her body. She couldn't stand it anyway.
There are many large bathhouses in the north, especially in public places in the city.
Such as a hospital.
Li Rong didn't really want a bunch of people taking off their clothes and washing them there.
Fortunately, the toilet was independent, right next to the bathhouse. When there were not many people around, she fetched hot water and took a bath without affecting the use of the toilet.
Although I washed it in a hurry, I felt refreshed and comfortable after washing it.
She didn't wash the clothes, so she put them in bags.
Although Zhao Qingsong did not come down to take a bath, when he returned, Li Rong still filled a basin of hot water for him and asked Zhao Qingsong to wipe his body again.
When Zhao Qingsong saw Li Rong fetching water for him, he was quite aggressive and shouted that the clothes on his body smelled and he needed to change.
Li Rong grabbed Zhao Qingsong's clothes and smelled it. It really smelled like sweat. Maybe Li Rong didn't wipe it clean when he sweated before.
I changed his clothes, this is the last one.
Li Rong finally washed all the clothes she changed into.
I still didn’t see many people in the ward. When I came back and went out again, I actually just sat in the lobby outside and watched TV.
There are TVs in the hospital, but not in every ward. There are only one or two in the entire hospital, placed in the lobby on the first and second floors.
Around six or seven o'clock, other people in the room began to come back, and the room became more noisy and lively.
Except for the younger couple Zhao Qingsong, the patients in the other three beds are all elderly.
They also don’t have family members to accompany them. They probably can take care of themselves and their family members didn’t come.
The three uncles and aunts had very loud voices, but because it was getting late, they chatted for less than an hour. At eight o'clock, the nurse came over and told them to keep their voices down and go to bed quickly.
They were probably older and fell asleep soon after lying down.
Li Rong was actually very sleepy. She didn't sleep last night and worked hard all day. She didn't even squint for long in the afternoon and now she was yawning.
Zhao Qingsong squeezed Li Rong's hand and lowered his voice: "Go to sleep, your eyes are as dark as a giant panda."
"Have you ever seen a giant panda?" Li Rong yawned again and asked casually.
"What didn't you see during the guerrilla war?"
The escorts in the hospital usually don't have beds to sleep on.
Li Rong never accompanied her in her later life, but I heard someone said that if the ward was not full and there was an empty bed, you could lie down in it.
But now the room is full of people, and there is no extra bed for her.
She moved a small bench and planned to lie down next to the bed to sleep like she did in the afternoon.
How could Zhao Qingsong be willing to let her sleep like that? He pulled Li Rong and said, "Come up and join us."
He was talking about sleeping on the same hospital bed.
Li Rong glanced at it: "Forget it, this bed is quite small."
Zhao Qingsong, a tall man about 1.8 meters tall, was helpless when lying on it. If Li Rong lay down on it again, anyone who moved would have to fall off.
"What are you afraid of?" Zhao Qingsong's bed was against the wall. He turned sideways, leaving nearly half of the bed vacant, and pulled Li Rong to lie down.
Li Rong thought for a while, then lay down, facing Zhao Qingsong, and being held by him, the two of them seemed to be just right.
Not long after, Li Rong fell asleep.
Zhao Qingsong stared at her for a while, hugged her, and fell asleep.
The most fearful thing about escorts is getting wet at night, and the escorts cannot sleep too much.
Fortunately, Zhao Qingsong didn't need to hang up the water at night, and all the burdens on Li Rong were relieved, and she slept very deeply.
The patients in the room in the morning probably woke up early because they were older and had less sleep.
Several people greeted each other, did not get up to wash up, and waited for family members to bring food.
The aunt who had talked to Zhao Qingsong was quite enthusiastic and wanted to take care of everything. When she saw Zhao Qingsong and Li Rong sleeping together, she whispered to the other two patients: "This couple has such a great relationship."
good."
The two patients were both men. They looked to be in their fifties or sixties. They nodded in agreement: "That's right."
Another said: "It must have been a newlywed, so we are so clingy. I think back then, when my wife and I had just gotten married, we would have loved to be together every day."
The aunt shook her head: "The two of them have been married for several years, and I heard that my son knows how to do soy sauce."
Several people whispered, and Zhao Qingsong woke up not long after.
But seeing that Li Rong was still sleeping, he continued to close his eyes and hugged Li Rong tighter to his arms.