Even if Qi Jin didn't look up, he knew that the woman's face was bloodless in an instant.
You don't have to look at her face, just look at her feet - the soles of the shoes that had just been worn on the floor stopped suddenly, the toes stood on tiptoes, the tendons on the back of the feet were stretched, and the whole body was stiff of.
When Qi Jin observed this, he made up his mind to continue talking.
"I have been living by myself for the past few years, and I haven't even made many calls, because my family will hang up if I don't say a few words." Most of the past statements are true, and so are the feelings, "To be honest, I can't live alone, I have a job, I have a salary, and I can provide myself with food and accommodation so that I won't sleep in the wild... But whenever it's a New Year's holiday, my colleagues will I went home for a reunion, and it’s a lie to say that I’m not uncomfortable.”
Having said this, his right hand rested lightly on the cast of his left arm, reminding him of what had happened to the listener.
"You are also in the hospital. Can you imagine the feeling of waking up alone in the hospital bed after the anesthesia of the operation, with no one around me seeing my relatives?"
The woman slowly put down her tiptoe feet and landed again, as if she was firmly grasped by what he said.
Qi Jin lowered his head slightly and took a deep breath.
Looking back on the experience at that time, even if it was for a certain purpose, I couldn't help but feel a little fluctuating when I said it. He secretly admonished himself not to get so caught up in memories that he couldn't extricate himself.
"However, I'm actually quite lucky, because leaving home has already been done after graduating from college. After all, as an adult, I can still handle it both materially and spiritually."
He paused here for a moment, then quietly looked at the woman's feet again.
"Compared to those children who have been abandoned by their parents since childhood, this level of pain... It's really nothing—" Qi Jin said slowly.
The woman's feet spasmed violently.
If it was not the concrete floor but the sand underfoot, it is estimated that two deeply sunken scratches on the ground could be seen. Just like the scars that those words scratched in her heart.
She turned her face away, gasping for breath, her hands tugging at a knot on the hospital gown, her fingers and the strap tightly twisted together.
At this moment, Qi Jin suddenly smiled calmly, and changed the subject as if nothing had happened.
"Auntie, I have an extra breakfast here, would you like to try it?"
The woman was still hesitating, looking at him as if she had lost her soul, forgetting how to organize the sentence for a while, so she did not answer.
Qi Jin didn't say anything, just silently opened the lunch box he took out from his satchel.
The heat preservation effect of the lunch box is good, and the food inside is still warm. On the upper layer are a few sliced fried egg rolls, a ball of corn mashed potatoes, a few nutritious biscuits made of coarse grains, and half a box of preserved eggs and lean meat on the lower layer. Porridge.
Without waiting for the woman to refuse, he took the lead in handing over the lunch box and said with a slight smile: "I just had it at the breakfast shop outside the hospital today, and I didn't know that my friend would bring me breakfast. It's completely untouched and clean, it's a pity to waste it like this—Auntie, you're welcome, try it."
After such a long sentence, the woman only understood the word "friend", raised her head, and stared straight at Qi Jin.
"Friend..." she repeated mechanically.
Qi Jin looked back at each other calmly and carefully examined the emotion in her eyes.
The exact emotions are still vague, the only certainty is that those emotions are violently turbulent—
"Ah," he shouted suddenly and briefly, as if he was remembering something, "by the way, my friend, auntie, you saw the one who stretched out his hand to help you yesterday—"
The woman gasped and almost dropped the lunch box in her hand. He managed to hold it steady, but his hands were shaking.
"Has he... been here?" Knowing that she was in the hospital, he still came here without seeing each other.
"Well, he's been here before." Qi Jin's face didn't change.
"When… "
"It was about half an hour ago," Qi Jin lied a little based on the current situation, and deliberately made up a few details, "but he was a little strange today, he called me to meet at the hospital door, and he didn't Ken came in. And... he looked very bad and left after delivering."
"The complexion is very bad... What do you mean?" The woman's voice began to tremble slightly along with her hands.
"His mental state is very poor," Qi Jin frowned slightly, which is true. It's just that when he described some details, he selectively removed some details and added others, "I don't know what happened, he has been reluctant to speak since yesterday, and he refused to answer any questions he asked. But— "
He deliberately paused here, hesitating to speak.
"But what?" The pause was successful, as the woman raised her head sharply.
The interview is not simple either. There are only two things that come and go, one is asking and the other is answering.
How to ask a question is very particular, and the method of getting the answer is not necessarily generated by "asking", but also "citing". A woman is not a person who can easily ask things out, so she needs to change her method to get the information she wants to hear.
Qi Jin let out a long sigh.
"Last night, he suddenly called me... He sounded like he was drunk or something, and he was not very conscious. At first, he was choking, but he started crying afterward. I was terrified, but people were still there. There was really no other way in the hospital, so I could only listen to him cry while persuading him. In the end, his voice became hoarse, but he still refused to tell me the reason."
The woman sat like a clay sculpture, moved woodenly, and lowered her head.
After really listening to these descriptions, she was not as excited as she was just now, and her eyes looked as if they were hollowed out.
Then, she made an unexpected move - she broke off a piece of egg roll in the lunch box with her hands, handed it to her mouth tremblingly, and pushed it hard as if a bit of scum was afraid of falling out.
Qi Jin was stunned for a while, unable to describe his mood at this moment.
He asked in a low voice, "Auntie, does it taste good?"
The woman said nothing and nodded slightly.
Qi Jin noticed that the moment she nodded, something fell straight down, flashed in mid-air, and landed in the lunch box.
He breathed a sigh of relief, not knowing why he could finally say the following words with confidence.
"Very nice, right? My friend...is actually as nice as the food he cooks. But as you probably wouldn't expect, he once said that he had a similar experience with me, and I didn't believe it at all—I I don't believe him, how could a parent who is so good have the heart to abandon him? How could an abandoned child become such a considerate person when he grows up, taking care of others and taking care of them."
Having said this, he smiled and explained: "Ah, he is a veterinarian who has rescued many small animals, is he very caring?"
—Even, helped me.
Recalling the past, his eyes became soft involuntarily.
The woman slowly raised her face, and she didn't even care that Qi Jin looked at the two wet marks on her face, or how embarrassed and embarrassed the tears were crawling.
Qi Jin looked calm and determined to look back at each other.
"I just want to know, did the person who abandoned him... ever had even a little bit of remorse. What do you think?"
The woman blinked, forced the tears from her eyes, and took a good look at the young man in front of her again. The pure white sunlight of the winter morning was imprinted on Qi Jin's face through the window glass, and the temperament was still the same as when we first met, but the line of sight cast over it changed, becoming straight and clear.
She opened her mouth, her voice hoarse: "You, you actually know who I am... right?"
Qi Jin was silent and smiled silently.
With a beep, the text message came.
Shen Yan was slightly shocked.
He clearly heard the text message prompt, but he didn't have the courage to take out his phone to check the message immediately.
He subconsciously looked at the wall clock on the wall of the ward, it was almost lunch break, and no one else would text him at this time. However, thinking that the person was having a conversation in the hospital at this time that he could not guess the direction of, he was very uncertain.
Most of the mornings are spent in the operating room to kill time. The operation requires full attention, and the mobile phone is also left in the office as the only communication tool, so that he can focus on his work smoothly, and he does not have to think about it for the time being.
It's a pity that what we have to face always has to face-
He hesitated for a few steps in the ward, and his eyes suddenly stopped on the seriously injured puppy that was abandoned by its owner because of a crash.
The dog is recovering well. Today's eyes are obviously longer than yesterday, and he has an appetite to eat, but his ears are still wilted and drooping weakly on the sides. Even so, it would raise its head when Shen Yan reached out and stroked it, and licked his fingers softly again and again.
As if encouraged by it, Shen Yan's eyes moved slightly, and she smiled in confusion and bitterness.
Finally, he opened the interface of the SMS mailbox.
【benign. 】
- Results of the pathology report.
Just the two-word message made him choked up. When I had mixed feelings, I could only hold the phone tightly with both hands, panting softly, and slowly buried my head on it.
Even the dog on the hospital bed looked up at him curiously, and dazedly murmured a little.
"Ok..." is benign.
He was delighted with the result from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't deny his emotion, and he was not ashamed of it.
It is a fact that he was deeply hurt by his mother.
But he couldn't harbor any malice, expecting her to receive a "malignant" diagnosis. When he entered his later years, he was struggling with illness and could not rest in peace for the rest of his life.
Grandpa wouldn't want him to be like that.
Neither will Qi Jin.
"what… "
Thinking of Qi Jin, Shen Yan gradually calmed down, and her breathing finally returned to her normal rhythm. His thumb rubbed back and forth on the keyboard a few times, and he paused, not sure whether to make a call or not.
Since Qi Jin could send him the report results, he must have just talked to the doctor, or... talked to his mother herself.
While hesitating, his own phone rang first, startling him.
"Hey?"
"Huh?" Probably the apprehension in the voice passed, and the man laughed lazily in the receiver, "What's the matter, are you still worried when you see the test results?"
Shen Yan subconsciously shook her head, although the other party was not in front of her at all.
There are indeed places to worry about, but it has nothing to do with the condition.
"She..." Has she met you
"She's still sitting next to me now," Qi Jin replied calmly as if she knew how to read minds, and after hearing Shen Yan's breath suddenly stop, she gave him a boost with a slight smile, "You do The breakfast... Auntie has already eaten it, and she said it was delicious."
At this time, Shen Yan finally realized Qi Jin's intention to pack an extra breakfast.
But what Qi Jin said, he couldn't react for a while, as if stepping on a cotton field, he walked two steps ignorantly, not sure that he was in reality.
Qi Qin didn't hear him speak for a long time, so she continued gently: "We've been talking for a few hours, I've talked about a lot of things... Most of them are about my own family, and I've been working in various ways over the years. Social incidents, family cases, etc. heard through the channel. Let her know that this kind of thing is not just happening to her."
After a while, he continued.
"However, no matter how much I say, I can only represent myself. Using my own experience and feelings as an example, there is no way to replace you. Only you are qualified to say your true thoughts. I am an outsider in this matter. In the end, it's up to you two."
"Well..." Shen Yan's breathing was heavy, and she answered very reluctantly.
"Shen Yan," Qi Jin said in a low voice, "there are some things she wants to say to you in person, but it's only suitable to say in person—can you come over after get off work?"
Generally, companies or units usually leave work early on Fridays, but the pet hospital is on the contrary, because many pet owners are in a hurry to send their "children" at this time, but it becomes a hospital for a week except Saturday. the busiest time of year.
Shen Yan couldn't get away, and some operations had already been scheduled, so it was not very good to leave the post without permission, so she had to follow the normal commute time.
However, the mood is more uneasy than any other day.
At four o'clock, he was still writing the emergency report in front of the ward door. Qi Jin had already returned from the hospital and appeared in the corridor to greet him with a smile, which surprised him.
"Qi Jin?" Shen Yan called out that name in surprise, thinking that she had identified the wrong person.
"I came back ahead of time." Qi Jin replied and walked over with a light smile. However, there were other nurses and customers coming and going in the corridor, he didn't lean over, he just stopped beside Shen Yan, his little finger rubbed the back of the other's hand knuckles vaguely, "Everything that needs to be said. It's been said, and... she also needs some alone time to be mentally prepared."
Mental preparation.
Hearing this word, Shen Yan's eyes were slightly shaken, because he was not sure whether he was mentally prepared. After all, Qi Jin clearly wanted them to meet alone.
Qi Jin tilted her head and looked at him quietly for a moment, smiling still: "I found a good restaurant near the hospital, with a small cubicle and good food. I guess you arrived at the hospital just in time for dinner. I have already reserved two seats for you, and I will write the address on the paper for you, and you and auntie will eat slowly and talk slowly."
As he spoke, he took out a note from his pocket with the address of the restaurant pre-written.
"Also, when I interviewed the people's hospital before, I knew a few leaders there, and asked them to arrange a separate ward for her tonight, and then allow her family to stay and take care of her. You can stay for one night, so you don't have to worry about it. Visiting time restrictions or something."
"Qi Jin," Shen Yan said slowly in a hoarse voice after listening, "Thank you. Thank you for everything you have done for me."
Qi Jin lowered his eyes, half a smile, and suddenly an irrelevant word came out: "You come over first, I have a private message to tell you."
Shen Yan didn't know why, and really lowered her head.
Qi Jin's eyes swept around, everyone was busy with other things, and without paying attention to them, she suddenly pulled Shen Yan's collar down with her hands, and kissed him heavily on the side of the face. One bite.
Looking up and seeing Shen Yan's stunned and funny expression, Qi Wei couldn't help but buries on his shoulders and giggled for a while.
It wasn't until the nurse's footsteps came from the corner of the corridor that he pursed his lips, shoved a note with the address into Shen Yan's hand, and took a step back with the corners of his eyes slightly bent.
"come on."
"Ok… "
Shen Yan unconsciously raised her hand and touched the place where she had just been kissed, and promised in a low voice.
Qi Jin took another two or three steps back, and the outline gradually merged into the light from the window at the end of the corridor.
He asked one last time: "If you want me to go with you, just say so. I can run again."
Shen Yan clenched the note in her palm, kept silent for a moment, but finally shook her head gently: "No, I'd better go by myself."
At this point, the voice inadvertently flowed out a bit of anguish.
"Sorry, Qi Jin... I don't know how much I'm going to talk to my mom, and how long it will take. I may not be able to do your two games tonight—"
"You're actually thinking about this," Qi Jin smiled helplessly, "Idiot, you can't listen to the game anytime, serious business is more important."
Shen Yan hesitated: "When I just signed up, I said that I wanted to pull a game back for you, and finally abstained."
Qi Jin raised her eyebrows, raised her chin slightly, and her tone was the same: "I also said when I just signed up, I want you to do the dubbing without any burden at all, not for anyone else, of course this 'others' also Including me. And for a role like Tongjatai, I am more than enough to clean up by myself-"
To be honest, if Shen Yan didn't mention it, he almost forgot the existence of the great god of Tongquetai.
Of course, this kind of thinking cannot be known to the fans of the Great God.
At least, he won't let fans know until he "apologizes" to the great god in public. Because all good shows are the finale, right? Qi Jin glanced at the time on the watch and smiled thoughtfully.