Back To Twelve Chapter 6

There are more than 40 minutes to start, the door has not been opened, the waiting room is crowded with people, Meng Qingqing had to find a quiet corner to stand and wait, despite this, she still attracted some people's attention, she looked at herself, Although the heart is already twenty-five years old, but the body is only twelve years old, because she has been helping her grandmother to work in the field for a long time, she is very dark in the sun, and she is shorter than her peers. Black and thin, to save trouble, let her grandmother cut a short hair, wearing black trousers, an old shirt with blue and white flowers, and carrying a big blue cloth bag, this dress is in the village. Ok, but here, it is very earthy. At first glance, it is a gimmick from the village. It is another person, of course, it will cause others to be curious.

If Meng Qingqing stood there, no one stood there, thinking of his own thoughts in his heart. What is the meaning of his image in the eyes of others is not important. She did not care about it. She cares about seeing her father.

Finally, when the car arrived, Meng Qingqing got into the car. When the driver saw her a little girl, she asked a series of questions. “Are you going to the provincial capital alone? No family is with you? Do you know? When you go to the provincial capital the day is still not bright! You are not afraid? What do you do in the provincial capital alone? Does the family know?”

The people in the car are also curious to see.

Meng Qingqing knows that the driver is also kind. In the face of his series of questions, she lied: “My father will pick me up at the station.” If her father is healthy, of course, but… Meng Qingqing sighs. Take a breath.

Listening to Meng Qingqing said that others would not ask much.

Sitting in the seat, Meng Qingqing thought that his age and size are also a child in the eyes of others. Many of her decisions may not be adopted by others in the future. For example, I advise my father not to believe too much in the uncle. How can I make my father recognize their faces? Dad is very ill now, cannot be stimulated, let Dad see the face of the uncle, and cannot let his father suffer too much emotional impact, this is a nerve-racking problem.

Meng Qingqing fell asleep as he thought about it. When he woke up, it was dark. Look at it at 10 o'clock in the evening. Most of the people in the car were sleeping. Meng Qingqing was very hungry, and he opened the bag and took the mustard. Two hoes, and continue to sleep, when I woke up again, the car has arrived at the pa.s.senger station of the provincial capital.

When the car entered the station, it was only at 4:30 in the morning. Although Meng Qing was a living person, he never went there at this time.

Originally, she planned to stay in the waiting room of the station until dawn, but I did not expect to have a taxi at this time. Meng Qingqing temporarily changed his mind. It is better to take a taxi in the cold and clear waiting room for two hours. The hospital is looking for a father. You can also see Dad earlier.

Meng Qingqing looked for a long time, those taxi drivers are men of a st.u.r.dy body, too, in the middle of the night, which woman is so courageous, dare to pull out the guests.

While hesitating, a middle-aged man looking good at the question asked: “Little girl, are you going to take the car?”

Meng Qingqing nodded. “I want to go to the People's Hospital.”

“Go to the People's Hospital for ten yuan, let's go!”

Meng Qingqing thinks, will not be bad people everywhere? A taxi is a regular car. So, she got into the car.

Meng Qingqing took a taxi to the People's Hospital.

She has lived in this city for more than ten years. She had never been to this hospital since she had a small illness. However, after the work, the People's Hospital has a physical examination every year, so she is not unfamiliar with this hospital. She is guided by the help desk. The nephrology department of the inpatient department was quickly found.

Currently in the hospital, quietly, the patient and the doctor and nurse were sleeping. There was no one in the aisle. Only Meng Qingqing walked alone. Her footsteps were particularly loud in this empty walkway.

Meng Qingqing's footsteps awakened the nurse on duty who was sleeping there. She looked up and looked at Meng Qingqing with dissatisfaction and wanted to continue to sleep.

“h.e.l.lo! I want to ask Meng Zijun in that ward?”

The little nurse raised her head again and saw Meng Qingqing's little girl. She looked and dressed in a rustic style but said that she was a standard fluent Mandarin. The little nurse can't help but be surprised.

When Meng Qingqing went to the provincial capital, she went to the provincial capital to go to school. Because he said a thick dialect, he once let the students laugh for a long time. Later, she secretly practiced until she went to high school. Speak Mandarin. But it is very standard and fluent.

“Sister, my father is Meng Zijun, he is hospitalized in the nephrology department, but I don't know which ward he is, trouble sister to help me check.” Meng Qingqing is polite and articulate.

The little nurse couldn't help but wonder about this child. “How do you see a patient alone at this time?”

“I came from my hometown and I just got off the bus.”

“How many kilometers does the home get here?”

“There are thousands of kilometers! I took the bus for fifteen or six hours.”

The little nurse opened his eyes. “So far, you are alone? Your mother?”

Meng Qingqing's eyes are red, whispered: “My mother died when I was a child. I only have two relatives, Dad and Grandma, but my father is sick again now. I have to look at my father anyway.”

The little nurse listened to the nose and the sympathy was born. She said softly: “Small sister, you are not easy, well, I will help you find it.”

The little nurse took out a thick roster, and the long-haired white fingers rummaged and read, “Meng Zijun.”

“Your father is called Meng Zijun, is it? he is in the 7-9 ward, the bed number is 9, and you can go along this side.” The little nurse pointed to a walkway next to it. Added: “Do you need me to take you there?”

“Thank you, sister, I should find it.” Meng Qingqing thanked the little nurse and went to find it.

Sure enough, instead of going over, I found the 7-9 ward.

Meng Qingqing gently pushed the door in. There were three patients sleeping. There were two patients next to them. The patient and the accompanying nurse fell asleep at the bed. Only the No. 9 bed near the window was a lonely one. People are lying there.

The light in the ward was very dark, and only one wall lamp gave off a faint light. However, Meng Qingqing still saw at a glance that the bed on the 9th was a familiar father.

Meng Qingqing gently walked to Dad's bed and looked at the sleeping father, tears could not help but flow.

In the past life, after her father and grandmother pa.s.sed away, she became an orphan. One person lived in this world. Although her uncle had taken her in, she was always lonely. It was not until the death of her previous life that she understood that the uncle's detention of her was just to cover up an ugly fact. They were not even alms to her, and now they are born again, and they can see the loving father again, but he has already He is ill, and according to the fate of his past life, he has only been in this world for more than a month. Although she is born again, she is just an ordinary girl, and she can't help her father. Can only be so helpless to see his father suffering from the pain.