Meng Xiaozhi Sugar Core

"Hey! Xiaomeng, you went to the hospital? Why did you go to the hospital? Where is Teacher Song?" Tang Xin's series of questions swept over like a dense array.

"Can you please not say this in class? Something happened to Teacher Song."

"Okay, what's wrong?"

"Teacher Song was in a car accident and is now lying in the hospital. My aunt and I are taking care of him. But it's not particularly serious and won't be life-threatening, but it's not light either. His leg is broken." I said softly.

"Ah? How could this happen!" Tang Xin asked worriedly, "Then I'll come over to help!"

"No, no, no, the two of us are enough for now. It's not good to have too many people in the hospital. When we are tired, you can come and take over." Even if Tang Xin came, she couldn't help much, so I stopped her tactfully.

"Oh, then tomorrow is Saturday, I can always come over to see her." Tang Xin was still a little worried.

"Okay, okay, don't let the classmates know for now, do you hear me?" I reminded him again.

"Oh...I see."

After hanging up the phone, I turned around and saw my aunt sitting on the bed, looking a little tired.

"Did you work overtime again last night?" I looked at her worriedly.

"It's not too late, probably around one o'clock." Aunt yawned.

"Aunt, do you want to talk to Sister Lin and get you a lighter job?"

"I have to work hard to make money to support you! If I change my job and have no money, who will pay your tuition when you go to college?" My aunt touched my head and said helplessly.

"I can also learn from my aunt and work part-time to earn money for my studies!" I flexed my arm muscles, but that part was as smooth as tofu, with nothing on it.

"Forget it." Auntie's eyes returned to Teacher Song. "Working and studying in college is too tiring. I still hope you have a wonderful college life."

"Aunt, are you hungry? Shall I go to the front desk and order two box lunches?" I sighed and looked at the time. It was indeed late, almost six o'clock in the evening, so I stood up and walked out the door.

"Okay." Aunt nodded.

The lunch boxes sent by the hospital to the inpatient department tasted ordinary and the quantity was small. At 10 o'clock in the evening, my aunt and I were both hungry again.

"Xiao Meng, can you go out and buy some porridge? Buy three servings." Auntie suddenly spoke.

"Three servings?" I was a little confused.

"Well, I'll go get some hot water. I'm worried that Yaxin will wake up in the middle of the night and be hungry and have nothing to eat. There's no takeout in the middle of the night, so why not prepare some and heat it up when the time comes."

"it is good."

Sure enough, at 11 o'clock in the evening, Teacher Song whimpered and gradually woke up from his coma.

"Siyue? Li Xiaomeng? Where am I?" Maybe because he had just had general anesthesia or because his head had received an impact, Teacher Song was still a little confused when he woke up.

"Ah! You're awake!" Auntie wiped away the tiredness on her face and looked at Teacher Song with joy.

"I am..."

Teacher Song seemed to want to sit up, but was immediately stopped by her aunt: "Don't move, your calf is broken. The doctor just fixed it for you. Your ribs are broken too."

"I remember that I was crossing an intersection, and then everything went black in front of my eyes and I don't remember anything..."

"Don't think too much, it's okay. The other party is fully responsible, just think of it as a terrible dream." Auntie gently stroked Teacher Song's forehead.

"Is that so...then where is my car?" A trace of panic flashed in Teacher Song's eyes.

"It's scrapped..." said my aunt, biting her lower lip.

"Is that so..." Teacher Song's voice trembled a little.

"It's good that you're okay. Your being alive is more important than anything else." Auntie held Teacher Song's hand and tried her best to comfort her.

"Well... I know. But that car means a lot to me." It was the first time I saw Teacher Song's eyes red and full of tears. "This is my 20th birthday gift from my brother. He bought it from the United States."

"Buy a better one later." Auntie didn't know how to comfort him. "When I make money, I'll buy it for you."

Auntie's consolation was somewhat effective. "I don't want it. Siyue works too hard to make money. If I drive the car Siyue gave me, I won't even dare to step on the accelerator."

"Teacher Song, stop thinking about material things. Does your body still hurt?" I was standing aside and asked her hurriedly as I saw them talking further and further away.

"It's okay, it just hurts a little bit. And I also feel a little bit urgent to pee." Teacher Song blushed slightly.

"Ah, let me put the bedpan in for you." Aunt said as she took out the hospital supplies she had bought from the hospital in the afternoon from under the bed and prepared to put it in for Teacher Song.

"Let me go out first."

I felt a little embarrassed to be standing by and looking at the teacher's private parts, so I walked out the door. As soon as I walked out the door, I saw a young man running down the stairs to the nurse station not far away.

"Ms. Nurse, may I ask, does Miss Song Yaxin live on this floor?" He was out of breath and his face was very pale.

"Oh, yes, sir. Are you her relative? Over there...Ward 301." The nurse pointed to where I was standing.

"Thank you!" He raised his leg and walked over quickly.

"Wait...wait a minute, you can't go in." I quickly stretched out my hand to stop him, "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" He was stunned, and when he saw me, he blushed a little, "Who are you? Let me in..."

"Wait! Don't..."

Before I could finish my words, he pushed open the door and rushed in. Just then... Auntie lifted the quilt and half-naked Teacher Song was about to pee...

Five minutes later, he was sitting on the other side of Teacher Song with his head down, his face flushed, and hesitant to speak.

"Okay, okay, don't be embarrassed. It's not like we haven't taken a bath together when we were kids." My aunt couldn't help but speak first.

"Siyue, stop talking. I don't feel bad about my car at all." If Mr. Song couldn't move now, he would have several handprints on his face. And this person was Song Yaxin's biological brother Song Zhirong.

"Sister, I really did book an extremely expensive flight ticket this afternoon and ran back from Japan."

"Japan? What did you do in Japan?"

"On a business trip! I was having lunch in Japan this afternoon when I received a text message about a vehicle collision warning that threw me for a loop. I couldn't get through to you or my parents. After three phone calls, I immediately booked a flight back home!"

"Thank you, brother..." Although there were some small accidents just now, it can be seen that the relationship between this brother and sister is quite deep.

"I'm sorry, brother, the car is scrapped." Teacher Song finally couldn't hold back and burst into tears.

"It's good that she's okay, it's good that she's okay. Does it hurt?" Because he had just told him about Teacher Song's physical condition, his brother was temporarily relieved. But he couldn't help but feel sorry for the pain his sister had suffered.

Chapter 118 Sour

"It hurts a little." By midnight, cold sweat broke out on Teacher Song's forehead. The effect of the anesthetic had completely worn off. The pain from the wound must have been heart-wrenching.

"Be good, I'll wipe your sweat." Auntie kept going to the bathroom to wash towels and wipe Teacher Song's sweat.

"Xinxin..." Song Zhirong was so anxious that he kept turning around and pacing, but he was completely helpless.

"Brother, stop walking around. It makes me dizzy." Teacher Song's voice was a little weak. At this moment, she no longer had the sonorous and powerful tone she had at the podium, and became weak and limp.

"I'm sorry! OK... OK!" Song Zhirong apologized quickly. He suddenly looked at me and asked, "Oh, by the way, you haven't introduced these two yet... If you're tired, then don't ask."

"I am Teacher Song's student. She is my aunt and also a good friend of Teacher Song." In order to save Teacher Song the effort of speaking, I introduced the two of us before her.

"Xinxin's good friend? Are you?" Song Zhirong's face changed.

"Brother, don't interfere in our affairs." Teacher Song said strugglingly, and she seemed a little anxious.

"I know... I just don't want you to work so hard. Is it worth it to make the relationship between my parents so strained?" Song Zhirong sighed.

"Brother! No one can separate Siyue and me!" Teacher Song said firmly, "It's just that the person I love happens to be a girl! Do you want to stop me?"

“Stop, stop, stop!” Song Zhirong sat up in fear. “Don’t shout so loudly, or your wound will burst again.”

"Yaxin..." Aunt was a little restrained, and she looked at the brother and sister with a complicated look.

"Brother, you flew here from far away this time. Is everything okay with the company?" Teacher Song's tone softened again.

"No matter how big the matter is, is it bigger than yours?" Song Zhirong smiled, "Don't worry, your sister-in-law is in charge of the company's affairs."

"Sister-in-law?" When Teacher Song heard this, her eyes lit up, and it seemed as if all the pain in her body was gone. I even doubted whether she could sit up.

"Ha... I was so busy that I forgot to tell you. I found a girlfriend~" Song Zhirong smiled embarrassedly, glanced at his aunt, and said, "Although I can't compare to... brother-in-law? What should I call my sister-in-law?"

"Just call me Li Siyue." My aunt was still a little reserved.

"Don't be afraid of me." Song Zhirong scratched his cheek, "I'm on my sister's side."

"Thank you." Auntie lowered her head and thanked him, then continued to wipe the sweat off Teacher Song's face.

"Did you meet him in the United States?" asked Teacher Song.

"Well, she's my junior?" Song Zhirong chuckled. "She's very good. She helped me make a lot of money."

"Brother, be careful not to get cheated." Teacher Song was a little worried.

"Is this the kind of person I am? When have I ever been cheated by anyone?"

"But brother, how many times have you been in love?" Teacher Song asked back.

"Uh..." Song Zhirong was stuck for a moment, "That...that's different. She is my true princess!"

"When can you bring it to me for inspection?" Teacher Song smiled rarely.

"Next time! I will bring him back to you next time I return to China." Song Zhirong glanced at me again, "Why are your students here too?"

"What's wrong with being close friends?" Teacher Song said unhappily, "I'm her teacher. If something happens to the teacher, isn't it normal for her favorite student to come visit?"

"should……"

"Brother, it's time to rest today...it's already late." Auntie smiled, "If you want to chat more, come over during the day tomorrow, okay?"

"Oh oh oh! That's right! Go to bed early, or I'll stay with my sister at night! You two can go home and have a rest?" After Song Zhirong said this, his aunt and Teacher Song looked at him as if he were an idiot.

"Aha~ Then I'll go find a hotel nearby to check into. Hahaha..." Although Song Zhirong looks handsome, he seems to have low emotional intelligence. I'm a little worried that he has been deceived by a woman.

"Xiaomeng, let's go back too?" my aunt said to me.

"Forget it, Li Xiaomeng, let her stay. There's no one in the two beds next to her anyway. I'm a little worried about you going back so late. Li Xiaomeng is so beautiful. If something happens to her at night, I'll never be able to forgive myself in my life." Teacher Song said quickly.

"It's not that easy for something to happen, right? The security is pretty good at night." My face felt slightly hot.

"You still say no, have you forgotten about the first year of high school?" Teacher Song said sternly, "Just let Song Zhirong take you back to school tomorrow."

"That's fine." Auntie nodded. "You don't need to cover yourself with a thick quilt in the summer. There are plenty of blankets here."

Perhaps it was because too many things had happened. After helping Teacher Song wash up and just turning off the lights, two regular and rhythmic snoring sounds were heard.

"Everything will be fine, aunt, Teacher Song. Good night..."

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