Sang Yu has always been soft-hearted and easy to speak, and when she saw this tone, she couldn't help but wonder if she was too fierce.
She pondered for a moment and replied to the other party, "But I did get caught." ” The third second arrived, "It's a problem with the data source, and it must be fixed before tonight." ” The green white fingertips hung on the screen, repeatedly entered a few lines and deleted them, Sang Yu was helpless, she didn't stretch out her hand and didn't hit the smiling person, she was so patient and sincere to apologize and promise, she really didn't want to blame again.
She was just about to send an expression to ease the atmosphere, and the fourth one appeared, "Really." ” I'm really sorry.
Will really fix it.
Sang Yu made up a lot of brains from the two words, and the boredom in his heart was swept away unconsciously, the corners of his lips curled, and he smiled.
At first glance, he is a newcomer, and there are too few users of the program developed by heart, so he will cherish any one of them.
She was able to install it at the beginning, purely because she received an advertisement when she was in a low mood, and she clicked on it to try, but she didn't expect the style to be warm and cute, and she has been using it to this day.
I have to admit that although the forecast is not very accurate, the various hand-drawn small icons and warm tips in it are quite tempting, and now add one more, the developer has a good attitude, humble and responsible.
So she replied briskly, "Okay, I'll wait." ” On the second floor, the man lying on the bed has a needle in his left hand, letting the liquid medicine flow slowly into his body, holding a mobile phone in his right hand, his eyes are half-drooping, his eyelashes are hidden, and he is quietly staring at the three words "I wait" and the content of the conversation on the program page like a chat box.
He was relieved, the corners of his dry lips were lightly constricted, and a shallow smile was bent.
Towards the time of needle removal, the rainstorm finally subsided significantly, and the gloomy sky began to show signs of clearing.
Sang Yu went upstairs in advance and waited by the bedside, at first he was very attentive to the last bit of medicine dripping, but he was distracted when he looked at it, and his attention was all attracted by the man on the bed.
With the blindfold covered, he seemed to be asleep, his breathing was soft, and his lips were bloodless, pale and pale.
But even so, every contour of this face is still impeccable, and because he is sick, his unconscious expression adds some contradictory stoicism and vulnerability, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.
People with such superior conditions have to rely on nutritional injections to get by.
Sang Yu's chest was a little stuffy, even if she was a stranger who met in Pingshui, she couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
When the needle was removed, the man's hand trembled visibly, and the clear phalanx tensed slightly.
Sang Yu was startled, her skills were definitely good enough, it couldn't hurt better than when she stabbed in, and hurriedly asked, "Sir, I hurt you" He reacted quickly this time and immediately shook his head.
Sang Yu was distressed, this person was only willing to nod and shake his head, but he didn't talk to her.
"There is no dizziness and nausea" Shake one’s head.
"Is that where it's uncomfortable?"
Keep shaking your head.
Sang Yu couldn't cry or laugh, such a beautiful doll, so beautiful that even she, who was not very face-controlled, couldn't resist it, but insisted on communicating silently with a stubborn and honest method.
She couldn't ask him to speak out, she couldn't dislike him for being silent, so she had to be patient and reassuring, "Don't worry, there are no side effects, if you adapt well, according to the doctor's arrangement, I will come back at this time the day after tomorrow." ” After listening to her words, the man gradually relaxed, and the cold white fingers lingered in her temperature for a while, slowly retracted to his side, and secretly clenched up.
Pulling out the needle meant she was leaving, but it would be nice to be able to come back.
Before Sang Yu left, he took out two bags of snacks in his bag and handed them to Uncle Chen, "I minored in nutrition in college, and I took the professional dietitian certificate this year. ” She explained, "I think the patient needs to stay in bed and inject nutrient solution, it may be severe anorexia, so I brought some, but it depends on the condition of the husband" In his case, he did not have the yellow muscles that are common in anorexia patients, and it should be other symptoms of eating difficulties, and he was in the early stage, and he had not had time to make a noticeable change in his physical appearance.
He couldn't get his nutrition by eating, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to eat it.
Sang Yu's heart sank, and he handed the bag to Uncle Chen, "It's clean, it tastes good, many patients and family members like it, if you want, you can stay and taste it." ” She was ready to be politely rejected, but Uncle Chen's reaction was completely unexpected.
His eyes lit up, as if he had seen some rare treasure, he stretched out his hands and grabbed the two bags at the same time, cherishing them in his arms, "Willing to be of course willing Miss Sang, you are so sweet, can you next time" Bring another 10 bags and 8 bags and a basket The excited words rushed to his mouth, and Uncle Chen remembered Mr.'
s request in time, and he must not scare Miss Sang with a gaffe, so he endured it with great difficulty, took a deep breath, and said as reserved as possible: "Can you bring some more next time?"
With this, his husband will be able to save his life.
Sang Yu's hand was still extended, his clear eyes blinked twice, and he nodded blankly in agreement, "Yes." ” It's so strange that it's so urgent, and you think you're covering it up well It's just a snack, not so much.
Rich people have special hobbies Sang Yu didn't understand, so he simply didn't waste that brain capacity, rode the little sheep, and rolled all the way back to the rehabilitation center on the wet ground.
She first went to the nurse's station to register the detailed process of the visit, then checked the situation of several patients in the hospital, inquired about the records one by one, and after helping the critically ill elderly deal with nasogastric feeding, she happened to meet the two little sisters who had just come out of the ward.
Six eyes face each other, sparks flying.
"Little fish, it's done" "It's finished."
"Patient Cooperation" "Cooperate."
Not to mention cooperation, except for not opening, it is definitely obedient and easy to get along with.
"No trouble, no complaints" "Not at all."
Not only did it not, but it was treated with special warmth.
The two little sisters clenched their little fists and pounded her shoulders, "We little fish are the chosen daughters" Sang Yu was amused and laughed, walked into the locker room to change clothes, and the loose black hair was softly draped over his shoulders, "It's time for me to change shifts, see you tomorrow." ” Saying that, she reminded, "Remember not to eat too many snacks, it will help digestion, and you will be hungry easily." ” "I know," the short-haired little sister Jian Yan leaned against the door, looking at Sang Yu's palm-sized face as white as mutton fat, her eyes were black and wet, always like water, and she couldn't help but praise her like a little fan, "The good-looking and ingenious girl is really a treasure, and the healthy snacks she makes are much more delicious than those sold outside."
Sang Yu raised his eyebrows, "Don't bombard with tenderness." ” "You can see through it," Jian Yan covered her face, "I just want you to take the time to do more." ” The ponytail little sister Meng Xixi also took the opportunity to chase and ask: "Xiaoyu, you have indeed done less recently, and the business in the cake shop has also stopped, is there something going on at home?"
Sang Yu tightened her shoelaces, got up and tied up her long hair casually, and explained: "It's just that I'm too busy, I take on a lot of short-term catering work, and I often rush to the middle of the night, so I really don't have the energy to cook." ” She suddenly remembered that she had agreed to Uncle Chen's request, and added with a smile, "But there will be one the day after tomorrow, and I guarantee that you will have enough to eat." ” Making a promise to the two foodies, Sang Yu picked up her bag and jumped downstairs briskly.
She had two nutritional meal sheets left in her hand and had to hurry home, the customer asked for a high price, and after the other party received it, the amount in her bank card could jump up again.
Sang Yu was planning, and the mobile phone in his pocket rang loudly.
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She saw the caller's name and hurriedly answered it, and as soon as she called "Mom" sweetly, a low and helpless soft cry came from the earpiece.
The smile on the corner of Sang Yu's mouth froze instantly, he slowly lowered his head, and his long eyelashes hung down weakly, "Mom, are they forcing you again?"
The sobs continued for a while before they subsided with difficulty.
"I don't just want to hear your voice," although the woman is nearly half a hundred years old, her voice is still as soft and timid as when she was young, and after crying, she trembles, "Mom misses you." ” "I miss you too," Sang Yu's throat ached, not wanting her mother to hear it, and her tone tried to keep it up, "I have saved a lot of money, I can buy a house next year, and I will definitely take you over when the time comes." ” The woman cried again, sobbing and whispering, "You are so hard" She muttered about her uselessness and the drag on her daughter, and sighed repeatedly.
Sang Yu walked out of the building and paced into the small garden in the backyard of the rehabilitation center, looking for a corner where no one was around, with her back to the wall.
I recall that when my father was alive, the family used to go out for a walk on such a sunny summer evening after the rain, come back from grocery shopping after dark, and leisurely barbecue and drink in their small yard.
Dad dipped his chopsticks in some liquor and fed her laughter when she wrinkled her nose and stuck out her tongue.
The mother added vegetables softly and gently, and her eyes were full of attachment to her husband.
This attachment lasted for decades, until her father passed away for many years, she still couldn't get out of the pain, and she couldn't face the predicament, and now there was nothing left at home, and all she could rely on was a daughter in her early twenties.
Sang Yu rubbed his eyes.
Mom is attached to her as it should be, and she has to do it.
"Mom, I'm not hard, you wait for me."
After hanging up the phone, Sang Yu's legs were a little sore, and there was still a distance from the carport where the little sheep was parked, she suddenly lost her strength, squatted down, picked up a small wooden stick in the corner, and dug the wet soil at her feet as if she were disengaged.
Clusters of green plants in a circular circle grew luxuriantly, and she was so large that she shrunk into them, only a thin and small clump, which was difficult to spot.
Sang Yu indulged herself quietly and uncomfortable for a while, and her emotions were about to fall to the bottom, suddenly "Meow."
A little chubby cat covered in snow white came from among the greenery, squatting obediently and rubbing at her feet.
The stray cats near the rehabilitation center are all adopted, dewormed and injected and kept in a small garden, and there are often cat-loving patients to tease them, which is beneficial to the body and mind.
This white cat is the most special of them, and I heard that it has been taken by an old expert, and he plans to take it home and treat it well.
Sang Yu softly shouted the name she had given the little white cat, "Kiss." ” Kiss and lick her, and open a pair of strange and beautiful eyes.
One light brown and one pale gray.
Sang Yu reluctantly touched its head, "Our kiss is a different pupil, the eyes are so beautiful, and we will definitely please the master in the future." ” A person and a cat look at each other quietly.
The heterochromatic eyes are bright and flickering, and they are crystal clear.
Her chin rested on her knees, her thoughts wandering, inexplicably remembering the art-like patient at noon, half of her face was stunning, and she didn't know how many brilliant eyes she should have under the cover of a black silk blindfold.
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Uncle Chen carefully divided the multigrain cake and hawthorn custard left by Sang Yu into four portions and put them away, one of which was unpacked on a tray and served to the restaurant with a pot of water at a suitable temperature.
He was about to go upstairs to shout when he heard the sound of the stairs, and the meticulous man in black pajamas lowered his eyes, and slowly walked down the stairs by pressing the handrail.
It was almost evening, the dark clouds were torn by the sun, and the thick light curtain quickly spread into the sky, and flooded into the floor-to-ceiling windows where the traces of water remained, and the fog covered the man's body, enveloping his thin and straight bones.
Uncle Chen was stunned for a while, screwed down sourly in his heart, and hurriedly went over to help him.
His husband, his young master Lan Qin, even if he is weak and weak, his back is still straight.
"Let's eat something," said Uncle Chen, "Miss Sang made it herself." ” Lan Qin waved his hand, refused to help, walked to the dining table and sat down in silence, reached out and grabbed the porcelain plate, the tape on his hand was torn off, the pinholes were red, there was a little dark blood, and the surroundings were blue and white.
He scooped a small piece of custard with a spoon and held it in front of him for a long time.
Uncle Chen waited anxiously beside him.
After a full two or three minutes, Lan Qin finally took the spoon closer, touched it to his lips, and put it in his mouth.
The long-lost taste, sour and slightly sweet, with a light milky aroma, was dissolved by the temperature of the tip of the tongue, flowed through the scarred throat, and smoothly slid into the stomach.
Uncle Chen clenched his fists and nervously observed his reaction, for fear that he would spit it out again.
After a moment, Lan Qin's fingertips trembled, a relaxed smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he scooped another spoonful.
Uncle Chen was pardoned, "Sir, you can eat it" Since Miss Sang's consignment of pastries in the cake shop was out of stock, his husband has not been able to eat so smoothly for more than half a month.
Lan Qin swallowed the second bite, and his hot and sore throat and esophagus, empty and wrinkled stomach for a long time, and his floating heart seemed to be soothed by a simple piece of hawthorn custard.
He nodded seriously to Uncle Chen and raised his eyes.
Under his thin and long eyelashes, his eyes reflected the light of the sky outside the window, as clear as glass, but the color was completely different.
One light brown and one pale gray.
The author has something to say: we Qinqin are mandarin duck eyes It's not mixed-race, it's just a genetic problem, it's a rare normal phenomenon.
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