Ten minutes later, Tang Xiaobao pushed open the door, wiped the sweat off his face, and said with a relaxed look, "It's done. Dean Zhong, please ask someone to take my sister to a better ward and give her a blood transfusion. I'll go get her some food to nourish her."

Zhong Aimin was shocked, and then asked anxiously, "How did the operation go? Can the leg be saved?"

Tang Xiaobao looked puzzled: "Didn't I tell you that the leg can definitely be saved? Otherwise, why would I need surgery?"

"You're not kidding?" Wang Qingquan swallowed, a look of surprise on his face. "The operation was completed in ten minutes? And the leg can be saved?"

Tang Xiaobao finally had time to pay attention to Director Wang. He glanced at Wang Qingquan and said, "Just because you can't complete it doesn't mean I can't. Don't look down on others in the future."

"Xiao Tang is still trustworthy. If he says he can be saved, then he definitely can be saved. Haha, it's worth waiting this late to finally witness a miracle with my own eyes. It's truly incredible. Director Wang, immediately arrange for someone to send the patient to the intensive care unit and give him a checkup..."

Tang Xiaobao has already turned and left.

There are many restaurants near the hospital, but unfortunately it’s already ten o’clock and they are all closed.

Luckily, Tang Xiaobao finally found a restaurant. The owner had closed the restaurant long ago and three people were playing Landlord. They probably lost too much and were cursing and complaining non-stop.

When Tang Xiaobao asked for soup, the boss waved his hand and said impatiently, "We closed a long time ago. Why are you still doing business? Go find another one."

"I'll pay more." Tang Xiaobao was also forced to say it very simply.

The boss glanced at him and said, "You want more money? How much? Five hundred yuan for a bowl of soup, you still want it?"

Tang Xiaobao said without hesitation: "Yes."

Fearing that the boss would regret it, he immediately took out his wallet, took out five hundred yuan and handed it over.

The boss was stunned. He was just joking, but he didn't expect... to get 500 yuan!

In fact, he only lost more than 300 yuan, but now he can make 500 yuan in half an hour. Of course he has to do this business.

The boss happily prepared fish soup, casually added a few dishes, cooked half a bowl of rice in the rice cooker, and even prepared a half-sized basin for Tang Xiaobao to hold the fish soup, saying only that he could return it when it was empty. In fact, he didn't care about the basin anymore...

Tang Xiaobao carried a basin with several servings of food. He didn't feel any pain at spending money, but was instead grateful. What is money? Money is a bastard. Spend it and earn it again. At this moment, being able to buy Liu Qingqing the meal she needed most was worth any amount of money.

When I returned to the ward, Liu Qingqing had woken up and was chatting with Zhong Aimin.

As soon as she saw Tang Xiaobao, Liu Qingqing asked anxiously, "Xiaobao, the dean said my leg can be saved. Is this true?"

"It's absolutely true, you still don't trust me?" Tang Xiaobao smiled and moved a table in front of the bed, preparing to feed Liu Qingqing fish soup.

Liu Qingqing finally smiled. This time, her smile was particularly genuine, without a trace of bitterness. Instead, it was filled with endless joy and emotion. She looked at Tang Xiaobao busying around and said, "I don't believe anyone else's words, but you!"

"Come, drink a bowl of fish soup first, open your mouth."

Tang Xiaobao fed her fish soup very carefully, and Liu Qingqing cooperated very well, opening her mouth obediently with a satisfied and shy smile on her face.

She glanced at Zhong Aimin on the side, seemed a little embarrassed, and said with a red face: "Why don't I do it myself."

"Don't move. Your leg will be fully recovered after a week of rest. What do you think? I'm awesome, right? But you can't go anywhere this week. If you have any problems, leave it to me." Tang Xiaobao smiled and handed over another spoonful of soup.

"Yeah, by the way, is Yaoyao okay?"

"It's okay, she's fine. She was going to come tonight, but I talked her out of it. She has classes tomorrow."

Zhong Aimin looked at the couple in front of him with a strange look in his eyes. He felt a little suspicious, but he also knew that staying any longer would spoil the mood. So he stood up and said to Tang Xiaobao with a smile: "Xiao Tang, I'll wait for you in the office. Come over when you're done. I have something very important to discuss with you."

Tang Xiaobao asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

"Let's talk about it later. By the way, I will send a nurse over later. When you are not free, let the nurse take care of her. It will be more convenient." After reaching the door, Zhong Aimin turned around and said.

Tang Xiaobao quickly said, "I'm fine. I'll take care of him. I'll be more at ease. I'll also give him acupuncture every day."

Zhong Aimin said with a mischievous smile, "What if she needs to go to the bathroom? We'll have to ask the nurse to catheterize her. And you're about to take the college entrance exam, so you don't have that much time. You can't ask for leave, right? Okay, it's decided."

Tang Xiaobao blushed, wanting to say he didn't need to stay at school, but Zhong Aimin had already left. Liu Qingqing, also blushing, said, "Just follow Dean Zhong's instructions. Did you pay for my hospitalization? I'll get it back for you. I still have a lot of money left from the last time you gave me, but I haven't used it yet. I saved it."

"Sister Qingqing, why are you being so polite to me? What's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine—"

"Oh, that's not what I meant. Anyway, you don't have to worry about the hospital expenses. I've paid for it."

Tang Xiaobao was embarrassed again.

What do you mean by yours and mine? This is so ambiguous!

As expected, Liu Qingqing was also shy, but she whispered: "Well, then I won't be polite with you."

After feeding Liu Qingqing, Tang Xiaobao started eating on his own.

On the hospital bed, Liu Qingqing stared at Tang Xiaobao's sitting figure with a particularly sweet expression on her face.

Tang Xiaobao had just taken a few bites when he heard Lan Nu talking in the ring.

"Master, Lan Nu wants to eat too."

Khan, Tang Xiaobao asked: "Do you need to eat too?"

"It's okay if I don't eat it, but sometimes I want to eat it. It makes me happy to taste the delicious food." Lan Nu licked her little clove tongue.

"Okay, I'll take you to buy something you want to eat later."

"Master just needs to take me to the nearby supermarket."

…

After dinner, Tang Xiaobao put Zhong Aimin's words behind his mind. While the nurse was about to do the catheterization, Tang Xiaobao asked Liu Qingqing to sleep first and went out to do something. He would be back soon and went to the nearby supermarket.

This supermarket is quite large, open all night, and has a wide variety of food.

Lan Nu was in front, and Tang Xiaobao followed, ready to wait for her to make her choice and pay.

The result was that he was completely stunned...

Lan Nu went straight to the instant noodle shelf, sniffed around, and said to Tang Xiaobao with an intoxicated look on his face, "Master, Lan Nu is so full, but it tastes really good."

"You ate it right away?" Tang Xiaobao was shocked: "You just smelled it."

"Yes, that's how Lan Nu eats." Lan Nu explained.

"Is this the delicacy you were talking about?" Tang Xiaobao had a strange expression on his face.

Lan Nu nodded repeatedly: "Yes, it is, this is Lan Nu's favorite food."

Well, Tang Xiaobao said that he had learned something new. It turns out that this is how ghosts eat...