Chapter 34 Can I Help You?

"He woke up half an hour ago and was taken away for a checkup." He looked to the other side, "Mom and Dad, you can go back. Don't worry about me."

"Go back and have a good sleep." Both of them had dark circles under their eyes.

Ji Diyin sounded a little surprised.

Wen Zhile is Shu Chengan's cousin. She is not surprised that Zhou Jihuai knows her. What surprises her is her son's attitude.

She knew her son well. He was always polite but cold towards outsiders, unless they agreed with him from the bottom of their hearts.

Zhou Zhanqi also noticed it, and he also realized that his son wanted to give them some space to speak, so he didn't say much and left with his wife.

"Goodbye, Uncle Zhou and Aunt Ji."

After the two of them left, Zhou Jihuai stretched his hand out from under the quilt and said, "Did you receive the notice? Let me see it."

Wen Zhile unzipped her schoolbag in surprise: "Brother, you are really smart."

Zhou Jihuai raised his lips: "I am the reincarnation of the divine fortune teller."

Holding the new notification letter with his knuckles, Wen Zhile asked anxiously, "What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said it's fine."

When Zhou Jihuai arranged her registration, he looked at her grades, so her first choice was the English Department of Jingzhou University.

As expected, Wen Zhile passed the exam.

He was not surprised and returned the notice to her.

The nurse found the right opportunity to interrupt: "Captain Zhou, let me help you sit up. The doctor told you to move as much as possible and not lie down all the time."

Zhou Jihuai suppressed his smile and said, "Hu Tu Zhang, my sister and I have something to talk about. It's not convenient for you to be here."

Zhang Hutu's face turned red and white at his blunt insult, but she still insisted on being gentle: "Call me if you need anything."

Wen Zhile often came to the ward and met the nurse many times, but this was the first time she heard Nurse Zhang speak so gently.

The little girl looked at Zhou Jihuai's pale but still beautiful face and understood.

As soon as the person left, Zhou Jihuai relaxed his expression, but was immediately speechless at Wen Zhile's teasing look: "Does my excitement look good?"

"It looks great." Wen Zhile walked forward with a smile, "Let me help you move the bed up."

"No need," Zhou Jihuai lifted the quilt, "Sister, you are so thoughtful, help me get down and walk around."

Wen Zhile hesitated a little: "Can I help you?"

"able."

"Okay then." The little girl walked to his side, and Zhou Jihuai cooperated by putting his hand on her shoulder. His arm was longer than her shoulder, so his hand was left hanging in the air.

Wen Zhile held his waist, and after Zhou Jihuai got up from the ground, his body swayed and he almost lost his balance.

"Brother, you're too heavy." His body was still stiff, and Wen Zhile couldn't help but complain.

Zhou Jihuai curled his lips: "My excitement is not that good-looking, sister."

“……”Small-minded.

The little girl helped him walk about twenty steps, then called the orderly in to help support him.

After her hands were free, she felt relieved.

Zhou Jihuai looked at her with a smile in his eyes: "You can hold on longer than I thought."

"Xiao Yu, what's in the hospital cafeteria? I'm hungry."

"Captain, the doctor told you to eat something light." Xiao Yu smiled palely, "I'll get you a bowl of porridge and soup."

Zhou Jihuai is very picky about food, otherwise he wouldn't know so many private restaurants.

Wen Zhile saw that he looked depressed: "I'll go buy it. What do you want to eat?"

Zhou Jihuai wanted the little girl to stay and talk to him. After being unconscious for so long, no matter how quiet he was, he couldn't help but want to say more.

He shook his head and looked at Xiao Yu: "Xiao Yu, go to Wangjing Pavilion and order a patient meal and some shredded pineapple."

Xiao Yu shook his head and asked, "Captain, where is Wangjing Pavilion?"

"Go out, hail a taxi, and ask the driver to take you there."

"Okay," Xiao Yu agreed cheerfully, "Captain, will you pay for the car fare?"

Zhou Jihuai looked around.

Wen Zhile unzipped her schoolbag and took out a hundred yuan and some change from it: "Here."

"Brother, don't look for it anymore. When you came out of the operating room, even your clothes were torn into pieces."

Zhou Jihuai: “…”

Xiao Yu looked at Zhou Jihuai, and Zhou Jihuai motioned for him to take it.

After Xiao Yu left, he said, "I'll give it to you when I'm discharged from the hospital."

Wen Zhile smiled and helped him sit down on the bed: "No need to add more, this is my treat to you to celebrate your waking up."

She has money.

Her parents told her to keep the money and notes she brought out from the Dai family for her own use. There were nearly five thousand yuan in total, enough for her to use until she graduated from college.

In addition to this money, her parents would give her an extra 100 yuan in pocket money every month. After she enrolled at the university, the school would also give students subsidies and tickets every month. The subsidies would require students to fill out information about their family situation in advance, and the subsidies would be divided into three categories: A, B, and C.

In her previous life, Wen Zhile got the lowest grade, C, which was 18 yuan per month, but she had more money than two-thirds of her classmates.

Some of her classmates who were admitted to Jingzhou University had to borrow money from door to door to scrape together 200 yuan for tuition and travel expenses, while she only had 200 yuan in pocket money for two months.

Most employees now earn only one hundred yuan a month.

As full professors, Shu Ying and Wen Shuren's combined monthly salary is over 600 yuan.

Zhou Jihuai was used to her treating money like dirt: "After receiving the notice, won't your parents prepare a celebration for you?"

"We're ready." Wen Zhile let go of him when she saw him sitting down. "Let's go to the Wangjing Pavilion private room tonight. The whole family will go."

She spoke softly and obediently, and Zhou Jihuai tilted his head and looked at her.

He has a cocky look, and his parents also look cocky. He has had high standards since he was a child.

After the little girl gained weight and looked better, she became much more pleasing to the eye than before.

In the past, she only had good facial features and temperament, but other aspects lagged behind and lowered her beauty. Now, everything is perfect.

The Wen and Shu families were a little nervous about him going to college like this.

Zhou Jihuai thought of the group of hot-blooded male classmates in his college class and narrowed his eyes: "When does school start?"