Chapter 1005 Who Will He Give It To?

Chapter 1005: who won't he give it to?

"Discharged?"

Jiang Nuan was visibly shocked by the nurse's words and immediately blurted out:

"Can she be discharged from the hospital in this condition?"

"Of course, her condition is that she can't be discharged."

The nurse patiently explained on the phone:

"But cheng yun' er Miss strongly requested to be discharged from the hospital. She said she wanted to go back to spend the new year with her family and didn't want to be alone in the ward, so she went through the discharge procedures for her."

Jiang Nuan listened to the nurse's explanation and understood that doctors would not issue a hospital certificate for patients who did not recover, but if the patient insisted on leaving the hospital, just write an application and the Hospital would go through the discharge procedures.

"Does she have a gift for me?"

Jiang Nuan asked doubtfully.

"Yes, a delicate brocade bag. It may contain trivial things. Tell us to hand it over to you. Please come and take it. I will be on leave tomorrow. It is not easy for other nurses to keep it."

The head nurse said over the phone.

"Well, I'll come over later and take a look..."

Jiang nuan answered and hung up.

"Wangma, I'm going to Tong shun hospital. I'll write these three when I get back. You and dad should paste them first. Fortunately, the one at the gate has already been written."

Jiang Nuan put down the pen in his hand and said to Wangma.

"To Tong shun hospital?"

Wangma frowned and looked at Jiang Nuan.

"Not to mention that Wenren Zhen's father has been discharged? Why are you going to the Hospital?"

"Wenren Zhen's father was discharged from the hospital, but the nurse just called and said that a friend of mine was in trouble at the Hospital. I'd better go and take a look." Jiang Nuan explained, not wanting Wangma to know that she went to the Hospital because of Cheng Yuner.

Besides, Cheng Yuner had already left the hospital, and it wasn't because of Cheng Yuner that she went to the Hospital.

"Sis, I'll drive you there. It's not easy to take a taxi in the west garden of yuancheng. My brother-in-law hasn't come back yet."

Jiang Ningyuan, who was playing with Wen Yan on the side, heard this and quickly walked up to him.

"Yes, yes, yes. Let Ning Yuan drive you there."

Wangma echoed Jiang Ningyuan's words.

"But if you drive, no one will look at Wen Yan."

Jiang Nuan shook his head and said,

"Forget it. Wait until Wenren Zhen comes back. Otherwise, wen yan will cry. He doesn't know Wangma or my father well."

"All right, I'll bring Wen Yan back. You can continue writing the couplets until my brother-in-law comes back."

Jiang Ningyuan turned around again to coax Wen Yan.

"Is your friend in a hurry at the Hospital?"

Wangma saw that Jiang Nuan picked up the brush again and quickly asked.

"No rush, it's nothing serious."

Jiang Nuan continued to write the couplets in ink.

As soon as he finished writing the eight couplets, Wenren Zhen's car drove back. Jiang Nuan immediately put down the brush in his hand and went up.

Sure enough, Master ching was sitting in the passenger seat. She quickly helped him open the door of the passenger car, and then took the initiative to help him down.

"Grandpa, slow down."

Jiang Nuan warned cautiously.

Master ching smiled and patted Jiang Nuan on the back of his hand.

"Don't worry. I'm in good health. Besides, the road in Wohuaxi is flat. I won't fall."

As soon as Master ching's words fell, Jiang Nuan heard footsteps behind her. She turned around and saw her father, who had been upstairs, coming out of the door.

Jiang Yuanhang's expression was rather calm. He looked at Master ching, who was walking over with Jiang Nuan, and after a long time, he called out softly:

"Mr. Zeng is here?"

Master ching was startled for a moment and looked at Jiang Yuanhang carefully. After a long time, he nodded and said with a choked voice:

"It's... So big."

"..." Jiang Nuan didn't know what to say to Master ching.

Father is fifty-three, can he not be big? She's already thirty this year.

"Grandpa zeng, come in and have a seat. It's windy in the yard. Although it's in the south, it's cold at night in winter."

Fortunately, Jiang Ningyuan came over with Wen Yan in his arms, which resolved the temporary awkwardness.

"Yes, yes,"

Master ching nodded excitedly, then looked at the child in Jiang Ningyuan's arms and asked in surprise:

"Jiang Nuan's?"

"Well,"

Jiang Nuan reached out to take Wen Yan from Jiang Ningyuan and whispered to Wen Yan,

"Wen Yan, call me grandpa zeng."

"Hello, great-grandfather zeng."

Wen Yan's soft and soft voice sounded crisp and immediately made everyone laugh.

"Good, good, good."

Master ching touched her body excitedly and finally took out a jade pendant and handed it to Wen Yan.

"Grandpa zeng came in a hurry and didn't prepare any gifts. This jade pendant was left to grandpa zeng by grandpa zeng's father. It's for you now."

"Grandpa zeng, I can't do that."

Jiang Nuan said quickly,

"Wen Yan is still young. He is a child..."

"Why not?"

Master ching glared at Jiang Nuan.

"I have a little affection for the child. I gave it to the child, but I didn't give it to you."

"But grandpa zeng just said that this is something that has been passed down from generation to generation."

Jiang Nuan was a little anxious.

"It's because it's an ancestral thing, that's why I gave it to him."

Master ching added,

"Then you said I wouldn't give it to him. Who would I give it to?"

..." Jiang Nuan was immediately stumped by Master ching's question.

"Okay, grandpa zeng gave it to us. Let's put it on Wen Yan."

It was Wenren Zhen who came over, reached out to take it for Wen Yan, and quickly hung it around Wen Yan's waist.

"That's right, that's the way it is."

Master ching said happily,

"This jade pendant, Wen Yan, is the most elegant. I'll make it look like an old cucumber with green paint. It looks tender."

"Hahaha."

Hearing Master ching's words, everyone laughed. I didn't expect Master ching in his seventies to be so humorous.

Then everyone walked into the hall together, and Jiang Yuanhang still gave Master ching the upper hand.

"Come on, Wen Yan will bring it for you."

Jiang Nuan gave her son to Wenren Zhen.

"I want to put up a couplet with Ning Yuan?"

Wenren Zhen looked at her and said,

"It's late at night. We have to hurry up and put up the couplets."

"Oh, I'll post the couplets later. Ning Yuan and I are going out."

Jiang Nuan looked at Wenren Zhen and said,

"We'll be back soon, at most an hour."

"It will be dark the day after tomorrow in one hour."

Wenren Zhen frowned and looked at Jiang Nuan.

"What's the hurry? And I want you and Ning Yuan to do it?"

"Oh, it's a small matter."

Jiang Nuan was in no mood to explain to Wenren Zhen:

"We'll be back soon anyway. Besides, Wen Yan is tired of playing. He's almost going to sleep. You can post it when he's asleep."

"Oh, okay,"

Wenren Zhen was a little helpless, and when he took Wen Yan, he looked at Jiang Ningyuan again.

"Ning Yuan, is that your business?"

..." Jiang Ningyuan didn't know how to answer.

"Didn't I just tell you? It's between me and Ning Yuan. Why are you so nosy?"

Jiang Nuan gave Wenren Zhen a look that he didn't like to talk too much.