Picking the stars

After coaxing Pei Ji to sleep, Song Wei did not sleep. She first contacted the cook in her family. People with fever usually have a dry mouth and can't eat anything, but they need adequate nutrition.

She told the chef about the situation and asked him to prepare a nutritious meal suitable for the patient.

Then she waited for Pei Ji to finish the infusion and pulled out the needle for her before holding her and closing her eyes.

It was a little after she woke up, and she slept for two hours. Song Er glanced, just as the chef said that he had brought breakfast over. She hurriedly got up to open the door and fetch the food container.

During the time she was in hospital, her chef had already trained the cooking skills of patient meals to the utmost level. After opening the food box, the simple and delicious breakfast was still steaming hot.

Song Er took it into the room and woke up Pei Ji.

Pei Ji opened his eyes, still a little confused in his sleep.

"You have to take the medicine. Before taking the medicine, you must eat something to cushion your stomach, otherwise it will hurt your stomach." Song Wei deliberately made the sentence longer to give Pei Ji time to react.

But Pei Ji was slow to respond, not knowing whether he was too uncomfortable or did not wake up. She just raised her head and looked at Song Er and blinked.

Song Wei restrained the urge to squeeze Professor's face and asked her a multiple choice question: "Eating on the bed, or going to the table?"

At this time, Pei Ji reacted, and she subconsciously made a choice: "Go to the table."

"Okay, get up then." Song Er brought the food box to the round table in the bedroom.

Pei Ji also got out of bed.

Song Wei turned his head to look at her, and saw that she was walking fairly stable, so he was a little relieved.

After a brief wash, Pei Ji woke up completely and restored her usual appearance. Without Song Wei coaxing her, he took the initiative to swallow as much food as possible, swallowed medicine, and measured her temperature.

The body temperature didn't drop much, it was still very high. Pei Ji looked at the thermometer, looked up at Song Er, and said annoyedly: "The fever will not go away."

People who are not very sick always have a menacing posture when they get sick.

Song Er comforted her: "The medicine hasn't worked yet, it will be fine after a while. Please take a leave of absence, don't go to work, and take a good rest at home these two days."

She has taken a lot of leave these days, probably because she has been the least active in work and study after she has self-awareness. But I was sick, and I couldn't help it.

Pei Ji contacted for assistance, and after explaining the situation, he sat there and spent a few minutes in a daze.

In order to take care of Song Er, she took a long time off and delayed her work a lot, but she didn't think there was any problem. But now, because of her own physical leave, she feels a sense of guilt for wasting time.

After taking the medicine, she did not lie back. In order to alleviate a little guilt, she wanted to work remotely again. Song Wei stopped her and listed a reason for her to rest well.

Pei Ji was persuaded, but his eyes reluctantly stuck to her notebook computer silently, as if to see some unobtainable beloved object.

Song Er thinks that the sick professor is very cute, slow in response, and very soft, which makes people want to come forward and touch her.

She didn’t work and didn’t want to sleep. Pei Ji was a little idle. She sat there, because her throat was dry and painful, so she had to drink more water. She didn’t like the smell of water. Every mouthful was painful, but she didn’t like the smell of water. Had to work hard to drink more.

Really like a baby, and a very assertive baby. Song Wei sat next to her, thinking that the professor was particularly cute. She couldn't help but quietly grabbed Pei Ji to play, pinched her fingers, and pinched her heart.

Pei Ji glanced at her, did not pull it back, nor showed resistance.

It seemed that the time of the worst breakdown yesterday had passed. She regained her sanity and recovered some of the emotions she had learned during this time, and no longer kept Song Wei from her defenses. Song Wei felt happy, so he squeezed Pei Ji and didn't let go.

Pei Ji felt a little uncomfortable at first, because one was caught and lost his freedom, but slowly got used to it, ignoring the one who was pinching around.

Her gaze stayed at one point, and she was immersed in her own thoughts, quietly fascinated. Until a long time later, Song Wei asked her: "What are you thinking?"

Pei Ji's thoughts were interrupted, and he turned back to Song Er and said, "I feel that I am very irrational and immature in thinking about problems. This is not what an adult should be."

She was saying that she got the genetic test yesterday, knowing that she was the only one who was hiding it, as if she was completely out of control, and her emotions were not controlled by her consciousness. Now when I think about it, it seems like a dream.

Yesterday was a dream. In the past 25 years, the part related to family relationships was also a dream.

"You just can't pass this hurdle." Song Ye said gently, "You care, so you can't control your reason."

Pei Ji shook his head: "I don't like this."

She doesn't like losing control, and she doesn't like herself who cares about these things.

Pei Ji's eyebrows drooped, she sighed lightly, and her whole body looked very weak.

Some things exist as long as they exist, whether you care about them or forget them deliberately, they are always there, becoming a knot, popping up from time to time, like an awl, piercing the heart with blood.

Song Wei squeezed her and loosened it a bit, but soon she squeezed it again, and said with a smile: "Let’s talk about something happy. Um..." She made a thinking expression, thought for a while, and asked , "Then have you ever met someone who is kind to you? Who is the first person in your memory who is particularly good to you?"

Pei Ji didn't think at all, and blurted out: "Mr. Li."

Teacher Li, isn't it Teacher Sun Peiye? Song Wei was puzzled, but still asked, "Which Teacher Li?"

"My kindergarten teacher Li." Pei Ji replied, saying a name, "Teacher Li Tiantian."

It was actually a kindergarten teacher, it must have been more than ten or twenty years ago. Song Wei didn't expect it to be such a long time ago, but she was also very curious. She stretched and touched Pei Ji's forehead. It was still hot, so she coaxed her to lie down: "I'm so sleepy, I didn't sleep well."

Pei Ji immediately looked at her nervously and said, "Go to sleep."

"But I don't want to be alone. I still want to hear your kindergarten story. Will you stay with me?"

Pei Ji hesitated for a while, but nodded.

When they returned to the bed, Song Er took a towel to wipe her, and finally put a soaked square towel on her forehead: "This will make it more comfortable. After you were wiped last night, you will sleep well. point."

Pei Ji agreed with her: "The moisture will evaporate and take away the heat, so it will be much more comfortable."

Song Wei looked at her and smiled, his smile full of indulgence and a kind of pride of "My professor is so cute". She lay down, grabbed Pei Ji's, and signaled that she could speak.

Pei Ji didn't know what to do. It wasn't that she was shy, but she felt that there was nothing worth talking about. In addition to the scientific research results, she thought that everything about Pei Ji was lackluster.

But Song Yi wanted to hear, she still tried to speak more brilliantly.

"She is a kindergarten teacher. She teaches everything. She is very young. She may not be young anymore. I remembered things very late, and when I got the impression, she was there. She was the first person who thought I was a genius and praised me. She taught me literacy, arithmetic, know animals, taught me natural weather, and told me some stories. The best one is "Little Horse Crossing the River."

Song Er said: "No, the best story should be the adventures of small cells."

Pei Ji stopped. She didn't seem to agree with him. Song Wei showed a sad expression: "Is it right? Don't you like the Adventures of Small Cell?"

Pei Ji had no choice but to surrender: "Well then, the Adventures of Small Cell is the best."

After finishing speaking, I don't know if it was a psychological suggestion brought by words. Pei Ji actually felt that the small cell adventure that Song Wei told before going to bed last night was the best.

Hearing her concession, Song Er's eyes were soft and soft, and stopped teasing her: "The best thing to hear is "Little Horse Crossing the River", then what?"

"Then..." Pei Ji said slowly, "I remember that she and other teachers also praised me, saying that my intelligence is very high. But other teachers don't believe me. I was too slow when I was a child, and I couldn't speak well. The kind of children who don’t communicate with others and don’t respond to the instructions of teachers. If it weren’t for Teacher Li, I would probably be treated as a child with intellectual problems. In order to prove my intelligence, she Let me read a long set of numbers, just read it once, ask me to recite it, and then I recite it, and then the whole kindergarten believes that I am a genius."

Having said this, Pei Ji told Song Er seriously: "I thought it was because I was more sensitive to numbers, so for a long time, I thought I could be a mathematician or a physicist. Later. I found that it was not. It was my memory method. I remembered all the details in the picture with numbers written on it. Many children have this ability, but my memory points are more detailed and the memory lasts longer."

She said back to Teacher Li Tiantian: "She used many methods and a lot of patience to help me build confidence. Later, I had doubts about many things, except for the fact that my intelligence is superb. There is no doubt about it, because the whole All the teachers and children in the kindergarten recognized me as a genius."

A dumb kid appeared in Song Er's mind. He reacted very slowly and was not sensitive to feelings. He was not as sweet as other children, nor was he as lively as other children. She always stayed in the corner and looked like Problem children.

But she was very lucky. One day her teacher discovered her special place and took her to integrate with other children.

"When I think about it now, I also feel very happy." Pei Ji said finally, "Later, there was no such happiness."

Fortunately, when she was young, there were people who gave her warmth. Song Wei thought about it this way, feeling that there was a soft place in his heart, as if he had been treated kindly and warmly.

She was grateful for every kind of treatment she loved.

After they said a few more words, they fell asleep together, and it was noon when they woke up. It was probably because the injections and anti-fever medicines worked together. Pei Ji's body temperature dropped a little, leaving only eighteen degrees and nine.

The doctor came to see it again and said that he wanted to rest, and then he was covered with water.

Pei Ji had an opinion. She didn't think she had to hang it for so long. Song Er glanced at it, and had to swallow her dissatisfaction, but she still insisted on her opinion in her heart and didn't need to hang it for so long.

On the first day, Pei Ji's fever had completely subsided, and his mental state was restored.

After the last shot, Song Wei had a whim and wanted to visit Pei Ji's kindergarten. Pei Ji was reluctant, but Song Wei insisted on going.

"Revisiting the old place, still such a happy old place, have you ever visited Teacher Li? Go and see her, she must miss you very much."

Song Er is not really interested in the kindergarten, but she feels that the professor is still holding back depression, and the professor is not good at expressing it, so she has been so suppressed.

The happy part of the past may make her relieved.

Pei Ji always said that she couldn't, so he had to agree to her.

Song Er asked Si Lai to drive and sat in the back seat with Pei Ji.

The kindergarten is not far away, almost half an hour’s drive away. When Pei Ji got in the car, she was a little uneasy. She was very anxious and developed a mood similar to homesickness, but she didn't know it, and a little dissatisfied, said: "Why do you want to go, shouldn't you go," In case she doesn't remember me, isn't that bothering?"

"It's all on the road." Song Er can only calm her emotions. "Moreover, even if you don't remember, it doesn't matter. Let's see for ourselves. There are always graduates who go back to see where they grew up. I won't bother you. of."

Pei Ji stopped speaking. She curled her eyebrows and looked out the window, showing that she resisted this journey.

Song Wei coaxed her to talk, let her relax: "You never mentioned Teacher Li."

"I mentioned it." Although Pei Ji resisted, Song Wei asked her, and she answered, "I mentioned it in the acceptance speech."

She has won many awards. There is a cupboard filled with various medals and medals at home. There is no specific mention of which award is the most glorious one in her research career.

Song Yi used it to search. Scientific research is too far away for ordinary people, and the public seldom feel interested in things in this circle, so there is not much dissemination.

Song Er had some difficulty in finding it, but she was really found in the end, in a reporter's Weibo.

When I found it, I was about to get off.

The car did not drive outside the main entrance of the kindergarten because vehicles are not allowed on that section of the road. They can only get out of the car and walk over.

Song Er put on his ears and clicked on the video as he walked.

At first, there was warm applause, and then the host congratulated the winners in English, and the camera cut to the young immunologist.

Pei Ji appeared on the screen. She stood on the stage, facing the microphone, her usual serious appearance, with the stubbornness and purity of scientific researchers, and said: "As everyone knows, I graduated from Xiaokuihua kindergarten. My teacher Li Tiantian, I’m the enlightened person who knows the world and knows science."

When she said the first few words, the guests sitting underneath in formal clothes were still smiling. When it came to the back, most of them showed confused expressions. I don’t know if they are in the confused little sunflower kindergarten or confused themselves. Why are you not in the well-known crowd? Is it because you are isolated when you don't know.

Pei Ji was still that simple and pure to a little naive, and said seriously and seriously her acceptance speech: "Medical workers and scientific research workers should be in awe of life forever..."

She said her respect for science and her ideals, her experience, and she also thanked the people she later met who helped her. Professor Sun Peiye was on the list. She also thanked her research team. Her list of gratitudes is very special. Long, she looked very serious when she said each name.

Song Wei laughed when he saw it, because there were many things that were mentioned, which were probably trivial things in the eyes of ordinary people, but the professor remembered them clearly and listed them carefully. She looked serious and was too cute. But soon Song Er couldn't laugh again.

Replaced by a sadness.

The professor rarely said thank you, but in her most glorious time, she did not forget anyone.

She remembered that she had read a passage. One person said that a person with such a bitter heart can be filled with sweetness, and another person refuted her. A person with a lot of bitter heart can be filled with only a little bit of sweetness.

The professor is such a person, contented and grateful, she remembers her good people, because to her, every good point is precious and will be kept in her heart.

She held it and watched the video finished, and the screen went dark. She was pulled, raised her head, and saw that Pei Ji was looking at her and said: "Walk well, don't play."

Song Wei looked at her, speechless, very depressed.

Pei Ji was a little overwhelmed. She thought it was right to walk or not to play, but Song Ye seemed very unhappy. She looked at her helplessly, and finally compromised and said: "Well then, you can play, I will lead you."