Chapter 12: Dregs not **** (12)

Qi Ya usually had to spend at least twenty minutes in the sun on the downstairs, but today I don't know why I always feel that there is a dim sum. I stayed in the garden for ten minutes and asked the head nurse to push myself back.
Although her daughter is now very expensive, but she is only part-time, she still has to hurry to embroider something for home use.
The two walked on the other side of the elevator, so they did not notice a few people on the other side of the corridor. Zhang’s head nurse pushed Qi Ya into the ward and saw a trainee nurse sweeping everything on her desk to the trash. In the bucket, include a cup filled with water.
When the head nurse Zhang saw her resentful movement, she frowned. "How many times have you said that the cup has to be poured to lose it?"
The intern nurse had a good action, and his face was not so good-looking. He slammed his hand on the picture of the newspaper cut down on the table.
Qi Ya quickly called her, "Don't throw it..."
But she did not hear the general, with a hand wave, this Qi Ya looked at the photos of the house for many days, then went into the trash can full of water stains.
Qi Ya lived, obviously just a photo, but the heart seems to be completely empty.
That is, Cheng Qing said that she would buy her house...
The intern nurse was thrown away and raised his face and pouted. "Sorry, I lost your waste paper."
"You are saying this!"
At the same time as Zhang’s head nurse couldn’t bear to reprimand, at the end of the corridor, Wei Mingyan’s eyes were staring at the door of the ward where the woman was pushed, and limping with a cane.
He has a broken leg and can't walk too fast. He usually remembers this point. He walks on the road without hesitation. However, at this moment, he seems to have forgotten the leg injury. He walks with his cane on his leg. Fast.
"General Wei, Wei total..."
Joe Panpan didn't know what happened to him. He had to follow him and tried to stop the man who was full of stubbornness. "You always stop, you can't go so fast on your legs..."
"Wife, wife, my wife!"
The man who knows that he is always self-sustaining at the moment is like a madman. He is stopped, and he still wants to go forward.
Before Joe Panpan was busy with his head and moving things, he didn't see his mother's figure. At this moment, he saw that Wei Mingyan's calf wrapped in gauze had already shown a red heart, even if he panicked.
"Well, you are going where we are going to help you, don't make any more wounds."
However, her words can't be heard by the man. He has no eyes, just saying the same thing, his legs are like no pain, and he is trying to move.
"It's my wife, I saw her, she is..."
A few people looked up at the empty corridor, but they could only comfort themselves as much as possible: "General Wei, Wei, you calm down..."
Not far away, the elevator door opened again, and the office sister Zhang, who was carrying a bag of medicine in her hand, came out and saw the scene in front of her suddenly smashed.
"Wei? Panpan?"
"You are this..."
The words have not finished, the man has been vigorously motivated to stop his hand, a few people dare not hurt him, can only watch Wei Mingyan with a blood-stained gauze, limped into a In the ward, I quickly chased it up.
"Wei..."
They didn't think much about it, and quickly chased it up. Zhang didn't understand what it was. It also followed the past. There was only Joe standing in the corridor standing still, and his hands still kept the posture of stopping Wei Mingyan.
The ward where Wei always rushed in was a mother.
Combine what he just said...
The girl's face is full of confusion.
Wei Mingyan slammed into the ward a few seconds before, and the intern nurse who was reprimanded by the head nurse just ridiculed, "I look at the broken newspaper every day, the old woman who runs a man does not look at herself. I can’t afford it, I’m not allowed to throw it!

"you!"
Qi Ya's face was white, but he didn't know what to say and squatted back. His hands were shaking.
Zhang’s head nurse is even more angry than her.
What are you talking about, you...

When she had not finished speaking, Wei Mingyan rushed in.
As soon as I entered the door, my eyes were locked in a wheelchair, a gentle and elegant woman.
The handsome man's pupil narrowed sharply and looked at her incredulously. He shook his hand and slowly stretched toward Zia. "Wife..."
His eyes were red, his tears were full of life, and even his voice was shaking. "It's you, it's really you..."
Ziya also couldn't believe it. She was shocked to see the man in front of her eyes. The tears ran down the white cheeks and dripped on the blankets covered in the legs. "Chengqing...?"
"It's me, it's me, I'm Cheng Qing, my wife!" The name was called, the man cried and laughed, and the big tears didn't slip out of money. He was like a child, slamming. In the past, I hugged a woman.
His voice is sobbing, because he is too excited to be intermittent, and his voice is not upright. "You are still alive, you are still alive..."
"Chengqing, really is you." Being held by a man, Qi Ya responded. She cried and cried, and bit her lip, not letting herself cry too loudly. A pair was rough because of too much embroidery. A lot of hands are on the back of a man.
"Where have you been in these years, where have you been, have you ever thought about me, have you ever thought about your daughter..."
Was stunned by her, Wei Mingyan hugged the woman's hand, his voice hoarse, confusing response, "I'm sorry, it's my fault, it's me, I won't be in the future, don't leave, don't leave me." , beg you, beg your wife..."
He begged, like a lone wolf pulled down, dumb and screaming hard, "Don't leave me alone, wife..."
As he spoke, the man cried out, like a child crying, but full of depression and collapse.
Qi Ya was a little better than him. At this moment, she finally noticed that it was wrong. She discovered that her husband was trembled fiercely, holding her hand like holding the only life-saving straw.
She suddenly panicked. "Chengqing, what's wrong with you? I don't leave, I am here, I have been waiting for you, my daughter is waiting for you, we are not going..."
"Daughter, daughter..."
The man has been in a chaotic brain. After hearing these two words, he finally woke up. "Our daughter, our sister, oh..."
"Yes, she grew up, very embarrassed, eyes like me, nose like you..."
His appearance is too bad. Qi Ya subconsciously uses a soft tone to try to appease the man. "I named her Pan Pan, Joe Pan Pan, and I hope you will return."
"Panpan, Panpan..."
The man murmured and repeated, his hand finally reluctantly left from Qi Ya, slowly turned over the face full of tears, red eyes, and the girl standing at the door, looking at the shocked face.
There was a tearful smile on his face, choked with a hoarse voice:
"my daughter……"