Chapter 39 There is a female guest in Captain Zhou’s ward

Wen Zhile thought about several things and finally decided on one of them: "Brother, did you arrange the cake?"

If Wen Zhile could see Zhou Jihuai now, she would definitely be able to tell that he was a little bit cocky: "Do you like it?"

"I like it! I saved one for you. I'll send it to you after lunch tomorrow."

Zhou Jihuai asked casually: "Not coming in the morning?"

"I want to learn guqin in the morning." This was proposed by grandma at the dinner table, and Wen Zhile readily agreed.

Qu Jinghong was the last famous guqin master, but his two sons and grandsons had no talent in this area until his granddaughter was born.

She once thought about teaching Dai Nuan, but Dai Nuan didn't like learning the guqin and thought it was too tiring to learn it all day, so she stopped teaching her after just a few days.

But Wen Zhile was different. She loved the guqin very much. Whenever she encountered difficulties in her studies or felt upset in her previous life, she would play a piece of music. After playing, she would feel calm and have an idea in mind. She was also very talented in the guqin and could understand it quickly. Qu Jinghong often praised her for being a natural guqin player.

Zhou Jihuai replied: "That's amazing."

"When I learn it, I'll treat you to free music!"

"Then I have to prepare well and dress up to wait for you. Once you become famous, I won't be able to get a number." Before retiring, Ye Qin was the deputy director of the General Political Department's Art Troupe. She was best at playing the guqin. Ji Diyin is also proficient in the guqin. During this year's Spring Festival, she was invited to watch the Spring Festival Gala at Jingzhou TV Station, and she even went on stage to perform a song when she was in high spirits.

Influenced by his mother, Zhou Jihuai listened to a lot of guqin music since he was a child.

After the call was hung up, Xiao Yu wanted to help him back to the ward, but Zhou Jihuai waved his hand, stood there for a while, picked up the phone and made a call.

The guqin lessons the next morning went extremely smoothly, so smoothly that Qu Jinghong couldn't believe it.

She couldn't stop smiling at the pleasant notes that Wen Zhile played "randomly".

She personally escorted the little girl to the entrance of the alley and stopped a taxi: "Grandma will reimburse you for the taxi fare."

Qu Jinghong opened the car door with a smile: "Master, please take my granddaughter to the military headquarters!"

The driver replied: “Okay!”

"Grandma, please go back." Wen Zhile got into the car.

Qu Jinghong stood on the side of the road and waved, watching the taxi drive away before slowly walking back.

She went home, got a handful of lentils and a small basket, went out to the shade of the trees in the alley and chatted with her old friends. Her words were full of praise for her granddaughter.

Wen Zhile came to the hospital carrying a cake box. The nurses saw her pretty and charming smiling face and greeted her with a smile.

The little girl responded one by one. When she was about to reach the door of the ward, Nurse Zhang walked towards her. It was rare that he spoke in the same nice tone as when he was facing Zhou Jihuai: "Comrade Xiao Wen, are you here to see your brother again?"

"Yes." Wen Zhile's smile remained unchanged.

Nurse Zhang stopped in front of her and lowered his voice: "There is a female guest in your brother's ward. I heard your brother call her Xu Jing. Do you know her? What is her relationship with your brother?"

Wen Zhile had met Xu Jing before, but was not familiar with her.

She remembered that after Zhou Jihuai died in her previous life, Xu Jing was so sad that she fell seriously ill. Zhou Yusheng once said that he would love her as much as Xu Jing loved his brother.

Like Zhou Jihuai and Zhou Yusheng, Xu Jing also grew up in a military compound in the Southern Military Region.

The little girl thought about it and said perfunctorily: "Really? I'll go check it out."

She was a little curious about the relationship between Xu Jing and Zhou Jihuai.

Xu Jing was so sad in her previous life, so she and Zhou Jihuai must have had a good relationship? Maybe they even had feelings for each other.

She couldn't imagine what her brother Zhou was like when he liked girls.

Wen Zhile walked to the door of the ward with a curious heart, made a gesture to Xiao Yu to keep quiet, and then looked inside quietly.