Ding Meng rushed to the hospital and first went to the information desk to inquire about Qiao Yichen's ward.
The nurse at the information desk looked at the blood on her clothes in disbelief, but did not move. Ding Meng hurriedly explained: "These are not my blood, where is Qiao Yichen's ward?"
It sounded worse without her blood. The nurse looked at her again, checked it on the computer, and reported a ward number.
Ding Meng hurried over. When she got out of the elevator, she saw Qiao Yixing and the person in charge of the program group talking at the end of the corridor. She didn't call them, but knocked on the door of the ward and walked in.
Mother Qiao was sitting inside alone, looking back at the door. Before Ding Meng could speak, she was shocked and said: "Oh my God! Why are you injured?! Is it serious? I'll call a doctor for you. !"
Ding Meng quickly stopped her: "No, the blood on my body belongs to Qiao Yichen. He was injured just to save me."
Mother Qiao was stunned for a moment, then quickly regained her composure, and then suddenly realized: "Oh... It turns out that the singer that the program team said was you. I'm still wondering when he became so helpful."
Ding Meng: "..."
Although she thinks this is true, her son is still lying on the hospital bed. Is it really okay to complain about him like this...
After knowing that Qiao Yichen was injured to protect Ding Meng, Qiao's mother's view of the whole matter changed qualitatively: "In this case, his injury is not wrong at all, and protecting his daughter-in-law is a matter of course and right."
Ding Meng didn't think so much as she did, but she had seen Qiao Yichen's bloody appearance, and she was still flustered when she thought about it: "How is he? What did the doctor say?"
Mother Qiao took her hand and patted her soothingly: "It's okay, the doctor gave him a few stitches, and he is still sleeping now. It is estimated that there are sequelae such as concussion, and he will stay in the hospital for a few days for observation."
Ding Meng glanced worriedly at Qiao Yichen on the hospital bed, his face was very pale, and even his eyelashes, which usually looked foul, were lifeless.
Seeing her worried face, Qiao's mother continued to comfort her: "Don't worry, our dog Dan's body is strong. After so many years, the dog egg is not barking in vain." Although Qiao Yichen was very weak when he was born, but The family has been raising them well, and the older they grow, the stronger they grow.
Mother Qiao firmly believes that this is all due to her giving her son a good name.
At this time, the door of the ward was knocked again, and Qiao Yixing and the person in charge of the program team walked in. When the two saw Ding Meng in the ward, they were a little surprised.
In the end, the person in charge spoke first: "Ding Meng, are you here too?"
Ding Meng nodded and said, "He was injured to save me, I'm a little worried."
The person in charge didn't think much about it, after all, if there was no Qiao Yichen at that time, she would be lying here now. Thinking of this, he was a little afraid that Ding Meng might be injured, so he asked, "Since you're here, would you like to check it out? It would be bad if you didn't find any injuries, we will reimburse all the expenses. ."
Ding Meng was sure that she was unscathed, so she rejected the proposal from the person in charge. Qiao Yixing, who had not spoken, suddenly said, "Go back first, take a shower and change your clothes."
Mama Qiao just remembered this, and nodded again and again: "Yes, you go back first, just have us guarding here."
Ding Meng didn't want to leave without seeing Qiao Yichen wake up, but the blood on her clothes... Although she didn't mind herself, others would definitely be uncomfortable. She had no choice but to nod: "Okay, if he wakes up, remember to notify me."
As she said that, she glanced at Qiao Yichen again, then opened the door of the ward and walked out. Unexpectedly, Qiao Yixing also followed. Ding Meng looked at him puzzled, Qiao Yixing said with no expression: "I'll take you back."
Ding Meng quickly refused. He looked like a very busy person, and she was very embarrassed to have to trouble him to send him back.
Qiao Yixing said: "If you dress like this, no taxi would dare to take you out."
Ding Meng choked. Indeed, if the driver hadn't been really anxious to see her when she came, she would probably have refused the ride.
"Thank you then."
Qiao Yixing suddenly smiled: "You are my brother's wife, we are a family, what's there to thank?"
When he said this, Ding Meng felt even more embarrassed.
Qiao Yixing took her to the downstairs of the apartment and drove away. When he returned to the company, and when he returned to the hospital, Qiao Yichen had already woken up.
And the person in charge of the program group is being trained.
"Don't you know how many actors and singers have been killed or injured due to stage accidents? If the lamp really hit Ding Meng today, do you think it could be solved with just a few stitches?"
The person in charge of the program team knew that he was wrong, so he kept apologizing: "Today this is really our fault. The props and lighting teams have re-checked all the props and lights, and we promise that there will be no next time."
Qiao Yixing pushed open the door and walked in, and glanced at Qiao Yichen, who was still wrapped in gauze on his head: "You can still scold people in such a spirit, it doesn't seem to be seriously hurt."
Qiao Yichen sometimes really doubts whether he is his younger brother.
"Since he's awake, you can go back first. The finals are coming soon. The program team should be very busy." Qiao Yixing took a step, and the person in charge immediately said goodbye along the steps and left.
Qiao Yichen raised his eyes and looked at Qiao Yixing, Qiao Yixing glanced at him lightly, and said with a smile: "What does this look mean? Do you want me to condolences to you? In order to protect my wife from being injured, it should be. "
Qiao Yichen didn't speak, Qiao Yixing said again: "But I feel a little sympathetic to the person in charge. If it was Ding Meng who was lying here today, he might be scolded to death by you." No, maybe it was torn by hand.
Speaking of this, Qiao Yichen asked, "How is Ding Meng?"
"It's okay, you came to see you once when you were asleep, and I've already sent her home."
Qiao Yichen's brows immediately wrinkled: "Go home? The day after tomorrow is going to be a competition, shouldn't she be rehearsing today?"
Qiao Yixing: "..."
He looked at him for a while and said sincerely, "I think it's a miracle that she hasn't divorced you yet."
On the other hand, after Ding Meng returned home, she first took a bath, changed into clean clothes, and then started to make soup for Qiao Yichen.
She had to make up for so much blood, so she called her mother specifically and asked about the family formula, but she didn't dare to tell her about Qiao Yichen's hospitalization.
The soup had been simmering for more than four hours, Ding Meng did not dare to leave, so she stood by for more than four hours. When she was done, she found a large thermos and poured the chicken stock into it.
Qiao Yichen's mother had called her to inform her before that Qiao Yichen had woken up, and now she sent the soup, just enough to drink.
She walked to the hospital with chicken soup and knocked on the door of the ward, which was opened by Qiao's mother. She smiled and raised the thermos bottle in her hand: "I boiled some chicken soup and brought it over for him to drink."
"Oh, well, come in quickly." Mother Qiao quickly let her in.
Qiao Yichen was closing his eyes, and when he heard her coming in, he opened his eyes and took a look.
Ding Meng didn't know how to face him, so she laughed twice: "This is the soup I made, the recipe my mother gave it, it's delicious and nutritious, I've loved it since I was a child!"
She opened the thermos and poured the steaming chicken broth into the lid.
Qiao Yichen looked at her from the side, and said without emotion: "Why are you here? You should be rehearsing at this time."
Ding Meng's movements paused, then pursed the corners of her mouth: "But you..."
"I'm fine, just concentrate on the game."
Ding Meng held the lid in her hand and didn't speak, but Qiao Yichen's voice came over again: "I will drink the soup, you go back to the training camp, don't be distracted, I will still attend the game the day after tomorrow."
Ding Meng frowned: "Didn't the doctor say you want to stay in the hospital for observation?"
"Come back after the game."
Ding Meng: "..."
How dedicated is this.
"You go first."
Ding Meng finally raised her chin and glared at him after being ordered to evict him again, and left without looking back.
After the door of the ward was closed, Qiao's mother finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Did you really have your brain broken, ah? Do you treat your daughter-in-law like this? Other men are sick and hospitalized, and they wish they had a daughter-in-law. It hurts, what are you doing so fiercely towards others? I find it a bit incredible that you can still get a wife just like that."
Qiao Yichen: "..."
He exhaled softly and closed his eyes again: "I don't need her to do this for me."
Mama Qiao said coolly: "Oh, you don't need it, some men need it."
Qiao Yichen opened his eyes and looked at her.
Qiao Yixing pushed the door and walked in, interrupting their eye contact. He saw the steaming chicken soup on the table at a glance, raised his eyebrows and walked over: "This soup smells good, since no one drinks it, I will drink it."
Qiao Yichen said viciously, "Put it down!"
Mother Joe hehe.
Qiao Yixing made an OK gesture to Qiao Yichen, and put down the chicken soup: "I really shouldn't have eaten with the root cause, I'll reflect on it." He looked at Qiao's mother, "Mom, I want to drink soup too. "
Qiao's mother continued: "His daughter-in-law boiled this soup for him. If you want to drink it, find a daughter-in-law too."
Qiao Yixing: "..."
Didn't he agree that he would take over the company, so he wouldn't be forced to marry
Qiao Yichen picked up the soup that Ding Meng had just poured, and drank the soup silently.
This Ding family's unique recipe seems to taste really good.
After Ding Meng came out of the hospital, she went to the training camp. Because of today's unexpected situation, the program team adjusted her rehearsal time to the end, and she was able to catch up.
Just can't keep calm.
Judging from Qiao Yichen's attitude just now, it must have been a concussion. The concussion is a disease that is not too big or too small. He also had stitches on his head, and his IQ might leak out.
So she brought another pot of soup to the hospital the next day. Although Qiao Yichen's face was still not very good-looking this time, she was not in a hurry to drive her away.
Ding Meng felt that staying in the hospital for a day was still somewhat curative.
But thinking that there was still a rehearsal in the afternoon, she didn't stay long. When she packed up and was about to leave, another person came to visit.
Ding Meng never expected to meet Gu Xin here.
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Thank you for supporting the genuine little angel ^_^, sending a small story of more than 1,000 words, the Qixi Festival love letter incident ยท Part 2 23333
The scandal between Qiao Yichen and Zhen Shuai was widely spread. On this day, except for going to the toilet, Qiao Yichen stayed in the classroom all the time. But during the Meijie class, there were always girls from outside classes who couldn't bear the loneliness and ran over to watch, crowding at the door and chatting: "Ah, that's Qiao Yichen, I've seen it in the corridor before, he's quite handsome!"
"Well, it's a good match for us handsome!"
A "Well" appeared on Qiao Yichen's forehead.
After Ding Meng finished calculating a math problem, she raised her head and glanced at the door, thinking seriously: "You said that I can make a lot of money by staying outside today to collect tickets?"
There is one more "well" on Qiao Yichen's forehead.
After the school bell rang, the girls finally left. When school was over in the afternoon, Qiao Yichen deliberately dawdled until there were not many people in the school before picking up his schoolbag and leaving.
Passing outside the classroom of Class Three, I heard the voices of several boys talking inside.
"Zhen Shuai, Qiao Yichen from the second class really confessed to you?"
"I heard that I also wrote a love letter, take it out and show it to us."
Followed by Zhen Shuai's voice: "No, I read that love letter, and it has a signature below it, and it is written by Ding Meng."
"Ding Meng?" The man thought for a while, "Could it be that fat man?"
The boy's laughter came out, and one person said with a smile: "Zhen Shuai, your taste is greasy enough. You can't stand it when you are thinking about such a big piece of fat?"
Then came the disgusting voice of Zhen Shuai: "Don't say it, it's disgusting."
Qiao Yichen walked in with a schoolbag.
There were a total of four boys in the classroom, not all of them were in the third class. When they saw Qiao Yichen come in, they were a little stunned.
Zhen Shuai asked inexplicably, "Qiao Yichen, what's the matter with you?"
The one next to him smiled and said, "Isn't it here to send love letters again?"
Qiao Yichen said: "A group of boys are talking about a girl behind their backs, don't you think that you are very incompetent?"
The boy who laughed at him just now was angry: "Who are you saying is not good? Are we wrong, she is a fat person."
Another boy said, "Seeing how excited you are, you don't like that fat man, do you? Oh, no wonder you sent her a love letter yesterday."
Qiao Yichen didn't speak, he threw away his schoolbag, went straight up and punched the man.
The boy's anger ignited at a moment, and several people suddenly became a group.
Ten minutes later, the grade leader who arrived after hearing the news brought them all into the office.
Looking at the five boys in front of him who were in different degrees, the grade leader felt very tired: "Say, why are you fighting?"
No one speaks.
The grade leader narrowed his eyes, lost in thought. Today, she also heard more or less the rumors about Qiao Yichen and Zhen Shuai. She didn't take it seriously at first, but now it seems... Is the confession rejected because of love and hate
She pursed her dry lips, wondering if it was bad to persuade them to fall in love early, or it was bad to like gays.
"That..." She held back for a long time, and then she said, "Students should still focus on their studies, and don't think about those messes all day."
The five boys opposite looked at her with different expressions. When they were silent just now, what was she thinking about
The next day, they probably understood.
"Have you heard? Qiao Yichen and Zhen Shuai fought after school yesterday! I heard that he was rejected by Zhen Shuai, because of love and hate!"
Qiao Yichen: "..."
Countless "wells" appeared on his forehead.
Ding Meng held the pencil in her hand, thought for a long time, and said hesitantly: "Well, although I understand your feelings of rejection, but if you really love him, you should let him be happy!"
Qiao Yichen: "..."
There is only one thought in his mind now.
She deserves no love for her.