Chapter 97： Be good, don't be so close to me...

Song Qiaoxi's hand was held by Chu Jin, and the two followed Aunt Fang to the end of the corridor and took the elevator to the top floor of the inpatient department.

Chu Jin never let go of her hand from start to finish, Song Qiaoxi's hand was warm, and Chu Jin's fingers were still a bit cold.

"Hello, we are already here." Aunt Fang took out her mobile phone and dialed. Within a few minutes, a hospital staff ran all the way and opened a ward door marked with room number 701 for them.

"Here is the key." The staff handed the key to Aunt Fang, "The room has just been cleaned, and you can call me again if you need it."

Song Qiaoxi followed Aunt Fang and walked into the VIP ward.

It's not so much a ward, but rather the room in front of you is more like a hotel-style apartment, or luxurious.

A spacious living room, sofa, dining table and chairs, refrigerator, cooking table everything.

If it weren't for the windows and the beds with complete medical facilities, Song Qiaoxi couldn't believe that this was a ward, and could only say...

The world of the rich is luxury.

"You two are studying here," Aunt Fang took off Song Qiaoxi's schoolbag and put it on the chair by the dining table. She went to the corner of the living room and opened the refrigerator to take a look, then took out her mobile phone and made a call, "Xiao Liu, Buy some mineral water, ice tea and other beverages and send them to the VIP ward on the top floor."

Soon, the driver ran up carrying a large bag of drinks and mineral water of various flavors, and stuffed Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin a full refrigerator.

"I'll go down and guard with Zheming first. You guys study hard and do your homework here at ease. When you are tired, you will rest on the **** bed and sofa for a while. I will notify you as soon as I have news." Aunt Fang has always been quick to work, and Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin explained, closed the door of the VIP ward, and went downstairs.

Song Qiaoxi took out the SAT papers, Wenquxing, vocabulary book, exercise book and pencil case from her schoolbag, and started to do the questions with peace of mind.

There were only two of them in the room. Chu Jin took out his laptop, put on headphones, connected the power cord, and danced his fingers on the keyboard. He began to do "work" that Song Qiaoxi would never understand.

Neither of them spoke. There was only the sound of turning over a book, the sound of the pen across the paper, and the mechanical sound of the computer keyboard.

After writing for a while, Song Qiaoxi felt thirsty, stretched, got up from the dining table and chair, opened the refrigerator door, and took a bottle of mineral water.

The body of the bottle felt hard, as if gasping. Song Qiaoxi held the bottle in one hand and unscrewed the cap with the other.

With a sound of "pouch", the rigid bottle suddenly became soft and stomped. With a force on her hand, half of the bottle of water was sprayed out of the bottle and spread all over her chest.

It didn't help to take a step back, as the one-tenth of a second made the clothes wet.

"Ah..." Song Qiaoxi whispered in annoyance, and was taken aback for a moment.

"What's the matter?" Chu Jin took off the earphones and got up from the chair, seeming to hear the movement.

"There is something wrong with this bottle..." Song Qiaoxi was a little embarrassed, shook the water bottle in her hand awkwardly, "It was still very hard just now, and it became very soft and soft after unscrewing."

"It's okay, it's not your fault." Chu Jin said softly.

He went to the bathroom and took out a stack of paper towels, took the water bottle from her hand, bent over and carefully wiped the water stains on her body.

The little girl has been frivolous since she was a child. Chu got used to helping her clean up all kinds of stains on her body as early as possible. The soy milk marks and ink spilled over breakfast made her all over her body. She opened her with a coke and sprinkled a skirt... ..

Fortunately, this time it was just sprinkled with water, otherwise, I really don't know where to find a replacement for her.

Chu Jin shook his head and smiled helplessly.

The sixteen-year-old is still so uncomfortable, like a child, continue to dry her water stains habitually.

It wasn't until he wiped it twice that he realized that the girl's exquisite figure appeared in front of him.

Song Qiaoxi wore a thin white shirt with a square neckline today, and her lower body was pink-blue culottes. Now her chest was wet, and the large water stains made the white shirt almost transparent.

Cold water sprinkled on her chest, and the square-collared shirt revealed the delicate collarbone. Under Song Qiaoxi's left collarbone, there was a small bright red mole. The small mole embedded in the snow-white skin was so red that it was dazzling.

The girl's front was almost drenched, and the thin shirt cloth soaked in water was tightly attached to her body, like a second skin.

Under the transparent shirt is a goose-yellow girl's bra. Chu Jin can even see the piping lace on the bra, and a pudding dog...

His fingers paused.

I just accidentally touched Song Qiaoxi’s clavicle skin, but at that moment, the soft and smooth touch of the fingertips, such as the bursts of electric current transmitted to his whole body...

For a moment, Chu Jin remembered the almond tofu that Uncle Song took them to eat in junior high school.

If he had to compare it with anything, he could only think of the delicate and white almond rot.

The young man withdrew his hand suddenly, straightened up, and facing Song Qiaoxi's wet apricot eyes, he rudely stuffed the remaining tissues in her hand.

"You wipe it yourself." Chu Jin said in a low voice, with a forbearance.

He turned around and went back to the computer, put on his headphones and continued to work on his own affairs, forcing himself not to think about the picture just now.

Chu Jin wanted to cherish her and protect her, but he couldn't hold back the strange and rude thoughts in his heart.

The white jade-like almond tofu is beautiful and fragile. He wants this fast tofu to belong to him only, and he has the urge to crush the jade-like soft tofu.

-

McDonald's at midday, the thief Rado.

The long line in front of Song Jianguo, coupled with the frequent show of affection from the high school couple in front of him, "stimulated" the poor old father, and he gradually became a little irritable.

It was finally Song Jianguo. He first ordered Xixi’s favorite fish set meal, pineapple pie and taro pie, strawberry milkshake and vanilla milkshake. My daughters and daughters liked these flavors, so he bought them all in one go. .

Chu Jin is not picky about food, he can eat anything, as long as it is not too greasy, he can accept it. Song Jianguo bought him a Big Mac set meal, and also bought a sizzling chicken drumstick set meal for Aunt Fang and Zheming.

After a while, Song Jianguo came out of McDonald's, carrying the paper bag of McDonald's in his hand, and ran back to the main hospital building in a panic.

He first delivered Zhe Ming's meal and came to the door of the intensive care unit to find out how apart from Zhe Ming, Aunt Fang and the driver Xiao Liu were also sitting at the door.

"Hey, didn't you go to the VIP ward to wait?" Song Jianguo asked questioningly, distributing the food in his hand.

"Thank you, Mr. Song, we have come down first, so let's wait for the old man to be more at ease." Aunt Fang smiled and shook her head, took the McDonald's paper bag, and said, "Furthermore, the two children are doing homework and studying there. We How embarrassed it is for the adults to stick there, and bother them."

"No..." Song Jianguo clenched his fists and asked with a frown, "The VIP ward is where the two of them are there, no one else?"

"Ah..." Aunt Fang nodded, wondering what he was nervous about, "Just two people, Xixi and Jin, and help Xixi to review that, that NBA?"

"Puff," Zheming, who was eating a hamburger, laughed out and hurriedly corrected her, "It's not the NBA, that's basketball, Xixi is studying the SAT."

Aunt Fang smiled embarrassedly, "Oh, I'm a fifty-year-old lady who knows what foreign language, mainly because Xixi learns that we can't help, right?"

"..." Song Jianguo cursed secretly in his heart, what he was really afraid of.

Adolescent boys and girls, just now in McDonald's, in front of so many people can be so "presumptuous", if this is in a place where adults can't see, the young couple still don't know what to do!

"Sister Fang, which floor is the VIP ward?" Song Jianguo asked gritted his teeth, thinking that if someone would do something to his girl, regardless of whether the other party was a child raised by himself, there would be nowhere to vent the fire in his stomach.

He must, see the two children immediately, to make sure nothing happens to them.

If something really happens, Song Jianguo is afraid that he can't control his violent temper today...

"The ward? The VIP ward is on the top floor, ward 701." Aunt Fang held the burger in her hand and looked at Song Jianguo's condition, "Mr. Song, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'll go up there and give the children something to eat, I'm afraid I'm starving..." Song Jianguo took a deep breath, walked to the end of the corridor, and pressed the elevator button.

Heh, Chu Jin is a good boy, see if I won't reward you with a meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots, it's really hard to guard against a thief...

Rabbits still don’t eat grass on the edge of their nests!

Adolescent boys, even if Chu is a child raised by Song Jianguo, he has no character or quality to say, but Song Jianguo himself is a man. He knows best that adolescent adolescents can't care about anything when they are impulsive.

The moment the elevator door closed, Aunt Fang reacted, looked at the paper bag on the chair, and patted her thigh, "Oh, Mr. Song forgot to bring the food to the children!"

"That, I'll send it to Mr. Song." The driver Xiao Liu Hanhan smiled and volunteered.

Song Jianguo had arrived at the door of Ward 701. He opened the door of the ward with a "bang" and rushed into the ward fiercely.

"Dad?" Song Qiaoxi was almost startled by the door opening, frowned and raised her head from the book, holding a pen in her hand and calling him.

"Uncle Song..." Chu Jin took off his headphones and looked at Song Jianguo calmly.

Two people sat at the head of the dining table and the other at the end of the dining table. There was a pile of books and sundries in front of the other, and the tables were scattered with calculated draft papers and draft English compositions.

"You two..." Song Jianguo wanted to find something strange on their faces. After carefully observing for a long time, they did not find any flaws. Both of them were in a state of embarrassment, and they studied hard at home. Looks like nothing else.

Could it be that I had a vision just now? Xi Xi and Chu Jin didn't hold hands just now?

Song Jianguo fell into deep self-doubt, and for a while he felt that he saw it, and for a while he didn't.

For a while, he felt that Chu Jin was the child he had raised with his own hands. He should know the best that Chu is so good. This child is so sensible, so talented, and working so hard. The character is very upright, it is impossible to do that kind of thing.

After a while, I felt that no matter how good Chu Jin was, he was only a seventeen-year-old boy. At this age, he was the easiest to be impulsive, and he didn't care about hormones.

In the end, Song Jianguo, who had "fighted between heaven and man" for a long time, was defeated by "Chu Jin is a good child raised by him" in his mind.

He let out a long sigh of relief, his attitude visibly softened. Although the muscles on his face twitched a bit, he still made himself smile and face the two children, "Have you two been studying homework?"

"Hmm..." Song Qiaoxi nodded.

What happened to her father today, the whole person is weird?

"It's okay, Dad, Dad, I'm afraid that you are hungry, so I bought McDonald's for you, and also bought your favorite pineapple pie and taro pie, wheat ayu, strawberry milk..." Said, Song Jianguo took the paper bag in his hand to his daughter as if he wanted to offer a treasure.

But he suddenly realized that he was empty with both hands, grabbing two packets of air...

"Puff..." Song Qiaoxi laughed at her dad like this, "Dad, where is the McDonald's you bought?"

Even Chu Jin couldn't hold back, pressing his knuckles against the tip of his nose and chuckled softly.

It can be said that it was the scene of the death of a large company. The person involved, Song Jianguo, said that he regrets it now, and regrets it very much.

It's so shameless. "Grabbing the bag" didn't say anything, and completely lost the dignity of being a father in front of the two children. What can I do in the future!

-

Mr. Chu was transferred to the general ward, and it was already the next afternoon to stay in the VIP ward, which was later than the doctor expected.

Although his physical signs have stabilized, Mr. Chu is still in a coma.

As for when I can wake up, even the doctor can't give a definite answer to this matter.

Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin survived until the next day, until Grandpa Chu was pushed to the VIP ward and saw the old man who seemed to be sleeping, and was forced to take home by Song Jianguo.

That night, Zheming stayed to accompany the bed. The nurses from the hospital and the Chu family's medical staff were all in place, and Zheming could also take a rest.

Aunt Fang left early and brought Zheming a change of clothes.

After arriving home, taking a shower, Song Qiaoxi fell on the bed and found out that she was indeed overdrawn and her mind was dead. It seemed that she could not even think except sleep.

So many things happened in just two days.

It was a happy outing with my friends. At night, I tasted the sweetness of the first kiss in the courtyard of my grandma's house, but the next day, I received the news that Grandpa Chu was sick.

Fortunately, everyone was fine in the end, I just hope Grandpa Chu will wake up soon...

The phone vibrated, and the screen turned on in the dark.

Song Qiaoxi clicked to see that it was a multimedia message from Ding Miao.

The MMS is two photos, one is the sunrise of Mount Tai, and the other is a selfie of Ding Miao, Zhao Xin, Ding Yi, Liang Shanshan and Wang Junyang.

[I’m missing the two of you. When we graduate from high school, we will climb Mount Tai again. You must not be absent at that time! 】

Ding Miao's text message also arrived.

In the dark, looking at the phone screen, Song Qiaoxi's eyes were crooked and she smiled sweetly.

She returned a message to Ding Miao.

[I will PS, wait for me to find a photo of Chu Jin and I, P to this photo! O(∩_∩)O】

It's really a happy thing to have good friends.

Elder Chu woke up, it was already ten days later.

Before that, because it was summer vacation and there was no need to go to school, Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin would go to the hospital to visit Grandpa Chu every day.

Before Grandpa Chu woke up, the two children were quietly doing homework in the ward. When tired, Song Qiaoxi moved a stool and sat on Grandpa Chu's bed to talk to him.

Anyway, she is a silly talker, and she can talk about any topic for a long time without getting tired. She often tells the unconscious Grandpa Chu about the funny stories of Chu Jin when she was a child, and the nurse and Aunt Fang who accompanied the bed laughed.

Although there were nurses and the Chu family's own medical team to help Grandpa Chu rub his body, turn over, and do massages, Chu Jin remained silent, but at first he silently watched him. Later, he also helped Grandpa Chu do the massage himself.

A few days later, Qiao Qin rushed back from Qizhou and brought a lot of Qizhou specialties to Aunt Fang and the others. Fortunately, she also had summer vacations, which could help a lot.

Ten days later, Chu Youhe woke up.

Although he woke up, the sequelae of the stroke were quite serious. He temporarily lost his language ability, and no one could understand what he was saying.

He couldn't hold things in his right hand, and was trembling all the time, and he needed someone to feed him.

The doctor said that it is still up to the time and the patient's family to make the specific recovery, or whether it can recover, and how long it will take to recover.

Chu Jin checked a lot of information on the Internet, including the Internet and domestic patient forums. He didn't say anything, but finally put the integrated information in the folder where Zheming contacted the rehabilitation physician.

Grandpa Chu was speechless and could only communicate with others through his eyes.

When people get old, they are always called "old kids".

But they can be called "old kids" because they have reliable relatives and family members around them. When people get old, they can get old with peace of mind.

Before Chu Youhe, he had never dared to grow old. He once thought that he had no relatives in this world.

But now, he felt that God really loved him so much that he found Chu Jin.

For several months, Chu Youhe was called "Grandpa Chu like a baby" by Song Qiaoxi.

Because little babies, they will shed tears and cry at every turn.

Elder Chu himself felt the same way. He couldn't speak, but his tears always seemed to be out of control.

Chu Jin wiped his face with a warm towel, he would cry; Chu Jin held his arm, helped him train his leg muscles, and helped him when he almost fell, he would cry; Chu Jinhe He trained his hand muscles together. When he couldn't hold the bowl and sprinkled a whole body of porridge on his body, Chu patiently cleaned up the stains on his body, and he cried again.

Time was walking so slowly and quickly. After Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin started their second year of high school, the daily schedule of the two children became very fixed.

At school and after school, after school, first go to the Chu House opposite to Building No. 7 to take a look at Mr. Chu, talk a few words with him, then go home to study, and accompany Mr. Chu to do rehabilitation on weekends.

Chu Youhe's health is not very good. From the doctor's point of view, although the family and the medical team have exhausted 100% of their efforts, the recovery is slower than most people.

But, bit by bit, it slowly gets better.

-

In a blink of an eye, it was the second semester of high school.

In June 2007, Chu Jin passed her eighteenth birthday in March, and Song Qiaoxi was about to celebrate her seventeenth birthday. She was about to face the first important test in her life, the SAT in June.

There is no limit to the number of SAT tests, but the tutor recommends that you do not exceed three times, which will easily give the impression of high scores and low energy to the university you are applying for.

Generally speaking, the SAT in June is a trial test for high school students. After that, the test will be summarized and re-tested, and then the test will be taken from other times, and the best result will be taken at the end.

There is no SAT test center in the mainland. Song Jianguo and Qiao Qin discussed with the tutors of the tutoring class, and also consulted the parents of other candidates, and decided to let Song Qiaoxi go to Macau to take the test. .

Unexpectedly, Chu Jin also signed up together.

Song's parents didn't think it was any surprise, because their daughters would also come back to prepare for the college entrance examination. If Chu Jin wants to try the SAT exam, they are also supportive. It is always an experience.

Song Qiaoxi was surprised. After dinner, while Chu Jin was washing the dishes, she leaned in the kitchen and asked him, "Are you really going to take the exam with me?"

"Yeah." Chu Jin washed the dishes slowly, his hands were covered with foam, and his fingers with well-knotted joints slowly moved across the edge of the porcelain white bowl.

Song Qiaoxi tilted her head, her heart beating a little fast.

He is so enchanting, why does someone even wash a bowl like they are tempting people...

"With me, you dare not be lazy, and you won't be so careless." Chu Jin smiled, paused, and then said, "Moreover...Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao, you may not have time to accompany you. You go, I don’t worry about going to Macau by yourself."

"It's not going to go by myself. There are classmates in our class who go to the exam with me, as well as classmates in the remedial class, and other parents. They are arranged like a tour group." Song Qiaoxi smelled the faint mint fragrance on Chu Jin's body. , Try to calm yourself down.

She thought, if she really went to Macau with Chu Jin...

This is the first time for them to travel alone away from their parents.

Isn't it possible to have a small date after the exam?

The two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding. After returning to Beijing that night at my grandma's house, they all naturally became "good friends" mode.

No matter whether it was in front or behind, there was no arrogant behavior. Except for the day Grandpa Chu had the accident, Chu Jin took her hand in the hospital, and the two never acted intimacy again.

The seventeen-year-old girl is at the age of dreaming...

"I checked, Macau has delicious pork chop buns, Portuguese egg tarts, seafood porridge, beef offal, and coconut ice cream, all of which you like to eat," Chu Jin washed his hands clean, with some water on his hands. Gently tap the tip of Song Qiaoxi's pen, "If you behave well, I will take you to eat."

"Really!" Song Qiaoxi got excited when he talked about eating. Kissing is important, but it doesn't seem to be more important than eating.

She raised her head and leaned in front of Chu Jin, Xingxing’s eyes were shining with stars, and her lips were soft and seductive like marshmallows, and she said coquettishly: "But, tell me, what is the best way to behave? Woolen cloth?"

Suddenly by her, the girl's breath was sweet and fragrant, her body was softly supported on his chest, and the memories of that night swept over like mountains.

Chu Jin gritted his teeth and took a step back, "Song Qiaoxi, please behave a little bit, don't be so close to me..."