Chapter 7

After getting up, bao'er began to change the dirty sheets last night. There was a red plum blossom floating on it, announcing her first time, so it was gone.

Bao'er is nothing different, and her heart is much calmer than yesterday. Most of the time, she thought about something, so she wouldn't be obsessed with it all the time. Otherwise, if you get into a dead end, isn't it not worth the loss? Moreover, some of the ideas her roommates usually instilled in her made her realize that in today's society, a film can't explain anything and doesn't necessarily play a big role.

Bao'er doesn't want to continue worrying about losing her virginity. So after cooking something hastily, she changed into a high collar dress, picked up her big schoolbag, packed some things and rushed to the airport.

The first time I took a plane in my life, I arrived before I came and felt it. The short journey of dozens of minutes is the most luxurious time in bao'er's life. In the past, she had to be careful not to spend as small as a dollar and fifty cents, but now she is so abnormal that she is willing to take a plane. H city is a relatively backward third tier city, or just a poor mountainous area. However, this is not true anywhere in H city. For example, the urban area of H city is relatively developed, so there is an airport. After getting off the plane, bao'er secretly rejoiced that the Municipal People's hospital was not far from the airport. Then she continued to be extravagant. Instead of taking the bus, she called a taxi.

In fifteen minutes, bao'er's destination will be there.

Carrying a bag full of supplements, she went straight to the inpatient department.

The pungent smell of the hospital's unique disinfectant immediately came to her face. Bao'er frowned and walked slowly forward.

She doesn't like the hospital. The taste is one of them, but the hospital makes her a little resistant. She once lived in the hospital for some reasons. During that time, she saw too many cases of birth, old age and death in the hospital. The doctor saw numbness, but she, an ordinary person, who doesn't like the hospital, still thinks of those who are sick, dead and old, which makes her relatives separated from their yin and Yang.

When she arrived in the ward, it was more than two o'clock in the afternoon. The person she wanted to visit this time, her father, was sleeping with her back to her. Next to bao'er's mother, she also fell asleep.

I can't say what it's like in my heart. There's no joy or sorrow.

Boa put down the tonic slowly and sat down on another empty bed. This is an ordinary ward with four beds. Now only two people live in it. Not only her father, but also another old man in the ward is sleeping, so she sits on the sickbed and waits slowly until they wake up.

The white father turned and was still sleeping, but his old face was facing her at the moment.

The gradually relaxed skin, some senile spots on the face, and gradually graying hair are all telling about the aging of my father, and so is my mother.

At the moment, the weather beaten face was obviously tired. Xu is the reason why he has not fully recovered after the operation. He is still morbid pale, intertwined with his old face, which makes the person in front of him look a few years old.

Just at this time, it seems to feel something, the white father who used to sleep with his eyes closed. "Brush" opened his eyes and his vision was right on bao'er's.

"Come? How long have you been here?" the tone was light, the same as the original, but the voice was low and hoarse.

"No, just arrived." bao'er walked to the bedside and smiled at the corners of his lips. He poured him a glass of water to drink. After drinking, he felt relieved to see that his dry lips were much better.