Lin Shu felt that it was still necessary to go to school, especially for girls, as education was even more important.

Dou Shiliu looked a little speechless. She really didn't want to explain anything, and she couldn't fight Lin Shu, so she could only say "okay" in a faint voice.

"Next time, make me orphaned, otherwise it will be very difficult to deal with."

You can't hit her, you can't scold her, she's so fussy, Dou Shiliu thinks it's really difficult.

He Zicheng showed them around and then took them home to move their things. Are you wondering why he didn't call a moving company?

Lin Shu said that even if they made money, they should still save. Dou Shiliu didn't care, and He Zicheng, seeing that she didn't care, also didn't care.

The Maserati parked at the entrance had been replaced by a Rolls-Royce, and Lin Shu blushed slightly; she had dirtied such an expensive car.

Sensing her embarrassment, Dou Shiliu's eyes fell on He Zicheng under the driver's seat, and she said nonchalantly, "He doesn't care about this. Young Master He Zicheng is rich and powerful."

Hearing this, He Zicheng's hand on the steering wheel twitched slightly, and he rolled his eyes. His 37 million yuan Maserati was gone just like that; no matter how carefree he was, he still felt a little heartache.

After arriving at her home, He Zicheng helped move her things, while Dou Shiliu called Zuo Huiye to come and pick her up to go to the hospital.

While Lin Shu was busy and flustered, Dou Shiliu brazenly slipped out.

Zuo Huiye drove up in a carefree manner, "Long time no see, Sister Li~"

Dou Shiliu pulled open the passenger seat and said in a nonchalant tone, "Hmm."

"Do you notice any changes in me today?" Zuo Huiye stared at her with sparkling eyes.

Dou Shiliu glanced at him and said dismissively, "Yeah, you're handsome."

"What's so handsome about him?"

Zuo Huiye thought Dou Shiliu had noticed his change and asked him with great interest.

Dou Shiliu Mo is only now giving him a proper look.

Zuo Huiye and He Zicheng are handsome in different ways. He Zicheng is a sunny, cheerful boy, while Zuo Huiye is gentle and refined, provided that he doesn't speak in a frivolous or joking manner.

After looking at it for a few seconds, Dou Shiliu fell into deep thought. She really couldn't see what was different. Wasn't it just the same as before, with two eyes, a nose, and a mouth?

"System, tell me, what's different about him?"

Bai Tuan: "He dyed his hair ash black."

Dou Shiliu looked at it with considerable surprise, and had to admit that she still couldn't figure it out.

However, seeing Zuo Huiye staring intently at her, she asked, "Did you dye your hair?"

Zuo Huiye opened her eyes wide and said disappointedly, "Sister Li, you don't care about me at all. I dyed my hair a long time ago!"

Dou Shiliu: "..." When did this happen?

Zuo Huiye's skin was already this color when she last saw her, but Dou Shiliu didn't care and didn't notice.

She coughed a few times without changing her expression: "Cough cough, is that so?"

Zuo Huiye clearly didn't want to talk to Dou Shiliu, this straight woman, even though he had his eyebrows done today!

Feeling down, I drove to the hospital. After watching Dou Shiliu get out of the car, I muttered, "I'm leaving. I'll call you later."

After saying that, he pressed the accelerator and drove off.

Dou Shiliu didn't care; after all, every 17-year-old boy has his irritable days.

Upon entering the ward, I could see through the glass that Zi Qingyan was quietly reading a book in bed.

After watching for an unknown amount of time, Dou Shiliu pushed open the door and entered.

Zi Qingyan slightly raised his head, saw the young girl coming over, and habitually patted his head before lowering his eyes to continue reading.

After he woke up, he didn't make a fuss, didn't cry, didn't ask who she was, didn't ask anything, and quietly accepted all the treatment.

His calm demeanor made Dou Shiliu feel that he wasn't a 17-year-old boy, but a prince immersed in a high fortress, untouchable.

The gauze on his face was removed, revealing a trace of surgery. Dou Shiliu's eyes swept over the fine scar.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

She really had to capture the female lead and feed her to the dogs, otherwise how could she be worthy of her cannon fodder master?

Zi Qingyan felt a chill from the girl beside her, trembled slightly, put down her book, and pulled the blanket over herself.

Dou Shiliu frowned as she watched him fall down again: "System, won't sleeping like this damage his health?"

Bai Tuan glanced at it and quietly said, "I think it was the host who scared him by releasing the cold air."

Dou Shiliu: "Me?"

"The cannon fodder was so scared that he wanted to hide under the covers."

Dou Shiliu's eyes fell on the bed, she pursed her lips, and turned to go to the dean's office.

"Knock knock"

There was a slight knock on the door. The dean glanced at it and said, "Come in."

Dou Shiliu strode in.

The dean was taken aback. "What's wrong with Miss?"

She was clearly radiating coldness; who had upset her?

"Can Zi Qingyan be discharged from the hospital?" Dou Shiliu asked indifferently.

He's been in the hospital for a long time, and she wants to take him back home.