dkrc Chapter 170: Discharged from the hospital!
Chapter 170: Discharged from the hospital!
Before you knew it, Lin Shuyao had been in the hospital for a month.
The stitches were removed, and she could finally take a shower. The first thing she did after being discharged was rush to the public bathhouse and wash her hair and body thoroughly. The dark residue on her face was washed away, revealing her originally fair and delicate skin. After a month of recuperation in the hospital with little sun exposure, her skin was even whiter than before, dazzlingly white under the dim lights of the bathhouse.
While she was taking a shower, several women in the next room kept staring at her, their eyes practically glued to her.
"It's no wonder those lecherous men are attracted to her; who wouldn't like such delicate, fair skin?"
"Yeah, look at that tiny waist, it's probably about the width of my palm."
"Look at that perky butt, it's like a ripe peach, tsk tsk."
"And those breasts..."
The women exchanged glances, their expressions conveying a clear understanding.
"Oh dear, I feel like we're pretty much the same as that stinky man, hahaha, stop looking, stop looking, or the girl will get shy."
Lin Shuyao vaguely felt someone watching her, but she couldn't hear what they were saying. Since they were all women, she didn't feel any qualms and washed herself. When she first came to the North, she wasn't used to bathing in public bathhouses, where everyone was naked and there was absolutely no privacy. But if she didn't go to a bathhouse, she could only boil water at home to wash, which wasn't as comfortable as a bathhouse. A strong current flowed, and she didn't have to worry about running out of hot water; she could wash for as long as she wanted.
She came out smelling wonderful after her bath, and Zhou Chunmei was waiting for her outside.
"Oh dear, quickly let your godmother carry this, don't tire yourself out." Zhou Chunmei quickly took the small basket containing soap and shampoo from her hands.
"My godmother who doesn't sink, I've been lying down for a month, and now I feel refreshed and full of energy."
"With your small frame, your brother alone could take on three of you."
"Pfft, godmother, you're exaggerating. I'm at least 1.68 meters tall, and Yuanzhou is only about 20 centimeters taller than me."
"Why don't you compare your weight? You're so thin, I don't know where all your food went."
If the women in the bathhouse had heard this, they would have definitely retorted to Zhou Chunmei—"Where did all that food go? It didn't go anywhere, it all went to her breasts! She just has a thin back and a small waist, so her breasts aren't very noticeable. Once she takes her clothes off, she's a real sight to behold! Her figure made all the women blush. They wondered which lucky man would be able to have such a heavenly wife."
To get to Zhou Chunmei's house from the bathhouse, you have to pass the basketball court. At this time, Lin Yuanzhou was practicing with his teammates on the court, and Zhou Chunmei thought she'd call her son along.
"Shuyao, let's go around from the basketball court."
"Okay, godmother." Lin Shuyao had no objections.
During her hospitalization, when Zhou Chunmei was too busy, Lin Yuanzhou would bring her meals. He never said much to her, just told her the menu each day and left. After she finished eating, he would come back to pick up the lunchbox when he had a spare moment. There was almost no communication between the two of them.
……
On the basketball court, several people were playing a heated game.
Lin Yuanzhou, wearing a white tank top, sweat dripping down his neck, was dribbling his way through the defense. Liu Dayong spread his arms wide to defend him, muttering, "I said I'd beat you at least once today!"
Lin Yuanzhou ignored him, changed direction to get past his opponent, took three steps to make a layup, and the ball fell steadily into the net.
"Brother Zhou, your mom's here!" Sun Zhiqiang shouted as he stood on the sidelines drinking water.
Lin Yuanzhou turned his head and saw Zhou Chunmei walking towards him along the path beside the court. He was about to raise his hand in greeting when his gaze suddenly froze—
There was another person following behind Zhou Chunmei.
She wore a pink plaid shirt and black trousers, her hair was half-wet and draped over her shoulders, her small face was pure and beautiful, and her skin was so white it seemed to glow. As she walked, her waist swayed gently with each step, like a tender willow in the wind, so graceful and beautiful it was unbelievable.
Lin Yuanzhou stood there, stunned. The basketball slipped from his hands, bounced twice, and rolled to the sidelines.
"Zhou-ge? What's going on?" Liu Dayong followed his gaze and stared wide-eyed. "Holy crap, who's this?"
Sun Zhiqiang was drinking water when he saw the person, and he almost spat out the water in his mouth, choking and coughing.
Several people stood motionless on the sidelines, as if they had been frozen in place.
Lin Yuanzhou was the first to come to his senses.
He bent down, picked up the basketball, dribbled it twice, and walked towards Zhou Chunmei.
"Mom," he called out, but his eyes involuntarily drifted toward Lin Shuyao.
Zhou Chunmei smiled and pulled Lin Shuyao over: "Your sister was discharged from the hospital today. I just took her to the public bathhouse and then asked you to come home with me."
younger sister?
Lin Yuanzhou's Adam's apple bobbed as he stared at Lin Shuyao.
That face was completely different from before.
Before, her face was patchy with dark and light patches, making it difficult to discern her features; he only knew that her eyes were bright. Now, her face is completely clear, fair and radiant, as if she were a completely different person.
"You..." He opened his mouth, his voice a little dry, "Didn't you say that what you had was some kind of animal skin birthmark?"
Lin Shuyao couldn't help but laugh, her dimples spreading across her face: "I was just kidding, you actually believed me?"
Seeing her son's stunned expression, Zhou Chunmei patted him with amusement: "Shuyao's makeup was just painted on; it can be washed off."
"Oh." Lin Yuanzhou looked away from her face, a hint of red spreading across the tips of her ears.
Zhou Chunmei looked at him and said, "Are you done training today? Come on, let's go home."
"Okay, I'll tell them." Lin Yuanzhou dribbled the ball twice, then turned and walked back to his teammates while holding the ball.
Liu Dayong and Sun Zhiqiang immediately crowded around, craning their necks to look in Lin Shuyao's direction.
"Hey Zhou, who's this? Did your mom find you another date?"
"He's much prettier than that dark-skinned one. If you don't like him, consider me, brother!" Sun Zhiqiang chuckled, putting his hand on Lin Yuanzhou's shoulder.
"You're dreaming." Lin Yuanzhou shoved his hand away.
"That...that's the same one?" Liu Dayong's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.
"Yes, the same one. Before, they drew it on their faces with a pen." Lin Yuanzhou said in a nonchalant tone.
Liu Dayong froze for two seconds, then slapped his thigh, extremely annoyed: "Huh? Did she hear me calling her ugly that day?"
"What do you think?" Lin Yuanzhou glanced at him sideways, the corners of his mouth curving slightly, the curve of which was hard to tell whether it was gloating or just being too lazy to pay attention.
Liu Dayong's face fell, and he deflated like a punctured balloon: "It's over, it's over... Do I still have a chance?"
What do you think?
Liu Dayong was finished. He squatted on the sidelines, holding his head in his hands, muttering to himself, "My damn mouth..."
Sun Zhiqiang leaned over and nudged Lin Yuanzhou's elbow, lowering his voice: "Brother Zhou, seriously, you have to seize this opportunity. This one is really beautiful."
Lin Yuanzhou slammed the ball to the ground, caught it, and slammed it again, without even lifting his eyelids: "Don't be so shallow. No matter how pretty you are, you still just have two eyes and a nose, right? Haven't you ever seen a woman before?"
Sun Zhiqiang swallowed hard, his eyes still glued to Lin Shuyao: "I've seen her before, but never anyone this beautiful. She's fucking gorgeous."
"Get lost." Lin Yuanzhou threw the ball into Sun Zhiqiang's arms. "No matter how good it looks, it has nothing to do with you."
"I'll just take a look."
"If you look again, I'll gouge your eyes out. You're spineless." Lin Yuanzhou dusted off his hands, turned and walked towards the sidelines, then turned back after a couple of steps. "I'm leaving, you guys practice on your own."
Liu Dayong squatted by the sidelines, watching his retreating figure, then turned to Sun Zhiqiang and said, "Do you think Brother Zhou is being stubborn this time? Such a beautiful girl, how could he not be interested in her?"
Sun Zhiqiang smiled meaningfully: "You actually believe that? When has Brother Zhou ever abandoned us in the middle of a game? In the past, Aunt Zhou would call him several times and he wouldn't come back, but today he just called once and left."
After they finished speaking, the two exchanged a knowing glance.
Tsk tsk.