Chapter 209 Might as well die of illness
Jiang Zhizhi stared at Zhou Xiye, completely at a loss for words.
After all, at this point, apart from those who have returned from studying abroad, how many people are truly fluent in English? You probably couldn't find more than a handful in the entire compound.
Those who returned from studying abroad were not having a good time.
Fang Hua, however, didn't think much of it: "She and Si Min are such good friends. Si Min is very good at English, so it's normal for her to learn from Si Min. I remember there was a time when Zhizhi failed her exams, and Si Min tutored her."
Jiang Zhizhi nodded repeatedly: "Yes, it was all because of Si Min who tutored me before."
She had completely forgotten about Li Simin, this genius who had started learning English on his own at a very young age. Back then, things weren't so strict, and he had studied with many teachers who had returned from studying abroad.
Zhou Xiye gave Jiang Zhizhi a deep look, his face serious and his eyes firm.
He knew that if he dared to have any doubts, Jiang Zhizhi would kick him out that night.
Fang Hua looked at Jiang Zhizhi's test paper and said with a face full of satisfaction: "Look, I knew Zhizhi could do it. One hundred points! It's just that thirty-eight is a bit low, but she's only been in school for a few days. Getting thirty-eight is very good."
Jiang Zhizhi smiled and leaned closer: "Mom, I've formed a mutual aid group with Sister Qinghua. I tutor her in English, and she tutors me in basic medical knowledge."
Fang Hua smiled broadly: "That's great, but let me tell you, when you teach others, you have to be careful. You can't teach everyone everything."
Zhou Xiye was puzzled: "Mom, you can't teach Zhizhi like this. If you're going to teach someone something, you have to do your best to teach them."
Fang Hua rolled her eyes at him: "I wasn't talking to you, you wouldn't understand."
He then said to Jiang Zhizhi, "People are all selfish. If you teach her and she gets a hundred, and you get a ninety, wouldn't you be upset? Conversely, if she teaches you and you get a better score than her, she'll definitely feel uncomfortable."
"If I teach you again, you'll start to have selfish motives. Does this school require students to get into the school based on their exam scores, and will the job placement depend on their scores after graduation? There are only a few companies that you've promised, so who doesn't have some selfish motives?"
Jiang Zhizhi nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Mom, you're right."
Fang Hua patted Jiang Zhizhi's hand with satisfaction: "You're young and easily trusting, so you need to be more vigilant."
Jiang Zhizhi nodded repeatedly: "Mom, now that you mention it, I think it makes a lot of sense. I will definitely be more careful in the future."
Zhou Xiye sat to the side, watching the two of them chatting intimately, and pinched his brow with a headache.
As they were chatting, Zhou Xiaochuan rushed back. Upon entering and seeing Fang Hua, his voice trembled with tears: "Mom, my...hand, I think I'm sick..."
Jiang Zhizhi followed Fang Hua and turned around, only to see that Zhou Xiaochuan's hands were covered with red bumps, densely packed with large and small ones, which looked rather frightening.
It was even on the palms of my hands, and it was spreading upwards to my wrists.
Fang Hua was startled and forgot how infuriated Zhou Xiaochuan had been earlier. She stood up and went over: "What happened? Does it hurt? Have you seen a doctor?"
Zhou Xiaochuan's eyes were bloodshot: "It doesn't hurt, it's just very itchy, an unbearable itch. I saw a doctor and was prescribed allergy medication, but it's not working."
Fang Hua frowned, feeling both distressed and anxious, yet he dared not touch her: "What did you touch? Is it anywhere else on your body? Come on, let's go to the hospital now."
Zhou Xiaochuan shook his head: "It's not anywhere else. It started with my fingers being very itchy, and then it gradually became more and more, and the bumps got bigger and bigger. That's how it is today."
Moreover, the bumps were very hard and looked a bit creepy.
Jiang Zhizhi was also surprised; was Zhou Xiaochuan poisoned?
Turning to look at Zhou Xiye, Zhou Xiye got up and went over to examine her closely: "Have you touched anything recently?"
Zhou Xiaochuan shook his head: "I just went to get off work and came home normally, and I didn't touch anything."
As he was speaking, he was about to sit down when Fang Hua stopped him: "Don't sit down. Don't touch or move around. I'm going to change my clothes. Let's go to the hospital now and see what's going on."
Zhou Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment, feeling a little humiliated: "Mom, are you disgusted with me?"
Fang Hua frowned: "Your illness hasn't been properly diagnosed. I'm worried about infecting other family members. Isn't that right? Stand still! I'm going to change my clothes."
After saying that, she hurriedly went upstairs to get a cotton coat and came down. Seeing Zhou Xiaochuan still standing aggrievedly in the living room, she said, "Zhou Xiaochuan, if I really dislike you, I won't care about you anymore. Hurry up and leave."
Zhou Xiye checked the time, then turned to Jiang Zhizhi: "You rest at home first, I'll go with Mom and the others."
Jiang Zhizhi nodded. Although Zhou Xiaochuan was quite infuriating, he was, after all, a child of the Zhou family. If he really got sick, they couldn't just ignore him.
The hospital emergency room couldn't find the cause either, and told Zhou Xiaochuan to come back tomorrow morning.
Fang Hua thought for a moment and insisted that Zhou Xiaochuan be hospitalized first: "I'm afraid this disease is contagious. Could you set up an isolation ward so that he can stay there first?"
The emergency room doctor had never seen such a disease before and thought Fang Hua's words made sense. What if he went back and infected others?
A ward was set up, thoroughly disinfected, and then Zhou Xiaochuan was admitted.
Zhou Xiaochuan's dissatisfaction had reached its peak. Wang Xiaoliu had never shown any disgust towards his illness and even shared a washbasin with him. He never expected that his mother would be so disgusted with him after he returned home.
Coupled with the excruciating itching on her hands, yet not daring to scratch too hard, she gritted her teeth, her eyes red, and looked at Fang Hua: "Mom, is this really necessary? I'm with Xiao Liu every day, and he's not afraid of catching it. You're my own mother, and you're actually disgusted with me, afraid that I have a contagious disease!"
Fang Hua frowned: "Zhou Xiaochuan, can't you use your brain? I'm doing this not only for your own good, but also for the good of the whole family. If this disease is contagious, would you feel at ease seeing your whole family get the same thing as you?"
"Don't you think about yourself? Think about others too. If your hands are contagious, and you keep touching and rubbing them, you might infect strangers. How can you live with yourself?"
Zhou Xiaochuan retorted, "How come Xiao Liu didn't get infected? You're just scared, you just wish I had a contagious disease! Mom, I'm your own son."
Fang Hua was so angry she was dizzy: "You really are..."
Turning to Zhou Xiye, she said, "Tell him, was what I did right?"
Zhou Xiye frowned at Zhou Xiaochuan: "Who have you been in contact with lately? Have you taken anything you shouldn't have? Your hand doesn't seem to be allergic anymore; everything above your wrist is fine..."
Zhou Xiaochuan puffed out his cheeks: "Brother, you're here too! Do you have to talk to me like you're scolding a prisoner? I already said no, no, my fingers just started itching for no reason... As for who I came into contact with, it was that night when I got home and saw Jiang Zhizhi, and my fingers started itching the next morning..."
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