MTL - Atypical Heroine-Chapter 110 Ji Yu【5】

Ji Yu was lying on the bed and panicked, when suddenly there was a small knock on the door, "Please come in."

She opened her mouth, and the door opened slightly, and from her angle, only a hairy top could be seen walking in.

Ji Yu sat up and pushed away the thick quilt on his body.

"What's wrong?"

"…"

Liu Zhiwen held back for a long time before whispering, "...Sister, I'm afraid."

Ji Yu realized that today is the day when the child goes to the operating table.

Shouldn't it be lying around in the room with it now, waiting for the cart to come in before surgery? How can you sneak out.

"Where's your aunt? Are you busy again?"

The little head nodded.

Ji Yu sighed deeply, "Your aunt is really a big name...it's nothing, it's good to praise her." Big eyes met small eyes, looked at each other dryly, she sighed again, and resigned herself to doing ideological counseling work .

She also had surgery when she was a child, and she was not afraid at all.

Possibly insane? I always feel that when I go to the operating table, I just lie down and let the doctors become magic. After processing it, I will come out with a healthy and healthy body.

Of course this is not the case. She had a knife and was not cured.

But Liu Zhiwen's problem is not serious and can be completely cured. If it is so serious, his parents wouldn't dare to stay in their own hospital now.

Ji Yu coaxed him for a long time, and out of the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of a greaseproof paper left by the takeaway on the table.

She took out a pencil from the drawer and instructed with interest: "You go and sit there, my sister will draw you a picture."

Zhao Ziyi knocked on the door a few times, and when he came in, he saw Liu Zhiwen here.

Immediately, I heard Ji Yu's words:

"My sister is an art student, drawing is great!"

"You can play with him first," Zhao Ziyi said hurriedly, having other things to do, "His parents will be here soon, and it's okay to go back to the ward at that time."

Ji Yu gave her a good gesture, "Okay."

…

Ten minutes passed.

Zhao Ziyi came to lead someone, and as soon as he pushed the door in, he saw Liu Zhiwen sitting there and rubbing his eyes with his hands.

"Oh, don't cry, don't cry," Ji Yu saw that he was about to cry, but couldn't help but refrain from crying, and hurriedly raised his hands to surrender, "Sister is wrong, sister is wrong!!"

"…"

Zhao Ziyi took a look.

On the white paper, there was a big-faced monster with rich colors. I didn't know the crayons from her. The lines in the painting are distorted, the red face and dark eyes exaggerate Liu Zhiwen's appearance.

Zhao Ziyi couldn't help but chuckled, raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Are you bullying at school?"

"I'm not not..." Ji Yu stumbled rarely, shook his head, pinched Liu Zhiwen's cheek, "Sister was wrong, really wrong! I'll re-paint you a handsome one later!"

Liu Zhiwen was mainly nervous, otherwise he would not be so easily made to cry by her.

With red eyes, he quickly returned to normal, "It's okay...it's okay."

Seeing his grandma's cute appearance, Ji Yu couldn't help pinching his cheek, "Come back later, my sister will draw you another picture, my sister is really an art student!"

"Draw you so handsome, and take it to the kindergarten where all the little girls revolve around you! Okay?"

Liu Zhiwen nodded: "Okay...Okay..."

Ji Yu: "Hey, you are so cute!"

Zhao Ziyi patted off her paw and said to Liu Zhiwen, "Okay, come with me."

Ji Yu waved the back of her hand that was slapped red by her, and said goodbye to him, "Remember to come and find my sister later."

"Well." Liu Zhiwen looked back at her three steps at a time.

—

Ji Yu's ward was quiet again.

The window was open, and the wind ruffled her long hair.

Ji Yu did not stretch out her hand to smooth it, her broken hair covered her eyebrows, she leaned sideways against the narrow table, and continued to draw on the blank page of the medical record book Zhao Ziyi gave her last time with a few crayons.

The lines are thick and easy to look at, and the coloring is rough and informal.

After a while, it could be vaguely seen that it was the profile of a woman.

Her movements slowed down, the corners of her lips raised slightly, much more delicate than the previous painting.

The wind pushed the clouds outside the window, sometimes it was sunny and sometimes cloudy, and the ever-changing light reflected on her side face, a rare serious expression.

I don't know how long it took.

After Ji Yu finished painting, she found that her buttocks hurt and her legs were numb from the cervical spine to the lumbar spine. She had been twisted into a twisted sitting position for so long, and she was not very good when she put down the pen.

She was like an old lady, her mouth was soft, and she slowly moved back to the bed with her hands on her waist.

Lie down quickly.

You can almost feel the bone meridians that have been awkward for a long time returning to their original shape.

The wind was blowing and she soon fell asleep.

"…"

Awakened by a knock on the door.

Ji Yu opened his eyes in a daze, and found that it was completely dark outside the window.

"Why don't you turn on the lights?" Zhao Ziyi's voice.

"You help me open it."

The lights come on.

Ji Yu sat up, and Zhao Ziyi came over and said in a light tone, "Liu Zhiwen's surgery is over, and it was a success. After a few days of observation, he will be discharged from the hospital. Compared with yours, his illness is only a small problem, don't worry."

"I'm not worried."

Ji Yu leaned back with a smile, "After the operation, he is no different from a healthy child, right?"

Zhao Ziyi hummed.

She looked at the painting on her bedside table, picked it up unconsciously, looked at it for a long time, raised her eyes in blatant surprise, "Did you paint this?"

Ji Yu said coolly, "No, the crayon moves by itself."

Zhao Ziyi chuckled lightly, looked down, and after a while, asked, "Who painted it?"

Ji Yu didn't let her play stupid: "You know."

"…"

After a while of silence, Zhao Ziyi hummed softly, raised her eyes and smiled, looking at her, "Okay."

"The aunt who brought you food should be here soon, right? You have a good rest, I'm going to work."

Zhao Ziyi had no time to spare and was about to leave.

"Wait, my..."

That painting Ji Yu didn't say that he would give it to her.

Zhao Ziyi took it in his hand, and naturally he would take it away.

"This is originally my case book," she stopped, Zhao Ziyi turned around, carefully flipped the cover down with lowered eyes, and held it in his hand, "I didn't say I would send it to you last time, it's back to the original owner. "

Ji Yu was stunned: "You clearly told me to take it away last time!"

"Take it, I don't mean to give it to you," Zhao Ziyi said with a gentle smile on his lips, both reasonable and unreasonable, with bright eyes shining in the light, "I want to bring it back."

"…"

Ji Yu regained his composure and couldn't help laughing, "Okay, take it away."

"You like it so much, can I not give it to you?"

Zhao Ziyi seemed to blushed a little, and whispered, "I don't like it." She waved her hand, took this casebook, and closed the door.

Liu Jiyu smiled foolishly alone, raised his hand and pressed the corner of his eye.

Muttered and repeated, "...I didn't like it."

I really want to get a camera and record it.

Dr. Zhao's super love written on his face filled the air, and Ji Yu was about to float along.