Chapter 6 I'll bring you a can tomorrow
Pei Wu couldn't calculate how much money she had spent at the hospital.
Because of this, Pei Wu was speechless at her parents' constant refrain, "You will never be able to pay back what you owe us!"
He insisted on keeping his job in Changrong because of medical expenses.
After receiving two injections, Pei Wu left the injection room feeling light on her feet.
Zhou Yu was waiting for him in the corridor. There were still a few patients to go. He spoke quickly: "Rest more, drink more water, take your medicine on time. These two injections should work for a while. If you feel unwell again, come see me."
"Um."
“Don’t just say ‘hmm,’ you can’t even do the first one,” Zhou Yu pointed out.
"One injection of the special stabilizer costs 3,700 yuan," Pei Wu said calmly.
Zhou Yu was speechless for a moment.
He had been practicing medicine for twenty years and was more than ten years older than Pei Wu. He had seen all kinds of patients, but Pei Wu still left a deep impression on him.
When Pei Wu was first brought to the hospital by his parents, he was quiet and well-behaved. However, the illness was too expensive. His parents went from being anxious to becoming impatient. In just six months, when the second child in the family was born, Pei Wu could only come to the hospital alone. Several times, he didn't get injections, but only got the cheapest medicine. Zhou Yu knew that his financial situation couldn't keep up. For an ordinary child, once the family gave up, there was almost no way to survive. But Pei Wu was a good student. Zhou Yu watched him go from a key high school to a key university, from an intern to a senior executive in a large company. He gradually became able to afford the high medical expenses, which was truly inspiring.
But Pei Wu's eyes were filled with exhaustion. Zhou Yu understood; this disease was too torturous. Either the hidden glands of an Omega would disappear completely, or one day they would differentiate. Either way, it would be a miracle.
Pei Wu was still feeling down when she left the hospital, but once she got into a taxi and turned on her phone, she felt much more energetic.
[Lan Zhe said you took leave, where did you go?]
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This lemon tea is so awful, I'm not going to give anyone a pleasant look today.
Pei Wu, you'd better make your reason plausible.
Pei Wu: "!!!"
Being a nominal personal assistant when the boss needs you is a nightmare.
"Master, I'll pay more, drive faster." Pei Wu quickly calculated in his mind.
He had tidied up the tea room in the corridor; it was fully stocked, and lemon tea and the like were readily available.
When Pei Wu knocked on the office door with a lemon tea in hand, she looked up and saw Lu Xiwen sitting behind his desk with a gloomy expression.
As Pei Wu passed by Lan Zhe, she even saw his eyes filled with prayer.
It's highly likely that they encountered a very unprofessional contact person during the cooperation discussions this morning.
Lu Xiwen was holding back his anger and wanted to ask where Pei Wu had gone, but he keenly smelled the disinfectant.
"You went to the hospital?"
Pei Wu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "Mm."
The lemon tea had ice cubes and was garnished with two mint leaves, giving it a refreshing and sweet aroma.
Lu Xiwen looked Pei Wu up and down: "Are you sick?"
"I have a bit of a headache," Pei Wu said, picking at the things she could say. "It's an old problem."
Lu Xiwen frowned: "How old are you?"
"The doctor said it's not serious."
Pei Wu waited for Lu Xiwen to come and question him, but he never came.
Lu Xiwen didn't bring it up again. He held the lemon tea to his nose, smelled it critically, then reluctantly took a sip. His eyebrows twitched slightly, and he took another sip.
"Lan Zhe has finished all the projects that were completed by the half-day, and from now on, the two of you will be in charge."
Pei Wu breathed a sigh of relief. Assistant Lan, well, that's like adding wings to a tiger.
"Also, make sure you have some free time next Wednesday, and come with me to Haishi."
Pei Wu rubbed his hands together eagerly: "Okay."
The fact that he was kept by his side meant that the observation period was over and that Lu Xiwen was willing to personally mentor him.
"Isn't Assistant Lan going?"
Looking at Lu Xiwen, her beautiful eyes were full of insight, "When did you two become so close?"
Pei Wu: "I was just asking..."
Not to mention Pei Wu, even Lan Zhe was a little shocked. He had been observing quietly for several days and finally understood. No matter how picky President Lu was, he was actually very satisfied with Pei Zhu in every way. A breakfast and a cup of lemon tea could instantly extinguish the Tyrannosaurus Rex's temper. What he told Pei Wu that day was right. President Lu had subconsciously included everything about Pei Zhu in his private sphere.
Ultimately, Pei Zhu is too easy to use, and... he's too lenient with Lu Zong.
Although it may be inappropriate to think this way, Lan Zhe cannot find any other way to describe it at the moment.
“President Lu,” Lan Zhe said solemnly, “If we can work peacefully with Assistant Pei, our future work will definitely proceed smoothly.”
"Hmm." Lu Xiwen reluctantly accepted this explanation.
With the project nearing completion by midday, and Lan Zhe helping to handle the details and fill in the gaps, Pei Wu was finally able to say goodbye to overtime.
Lan Zhe was also very satisfied with the work handled by Pei Wu; it was well-organized, and even when he intervened halfway through, it didn't take much effort.
That morning, Pei Wu made two large rice balls with plenty of filling. As Lan Zhe was about to go in when she got out of the elevator, Pei Wu saw that he was wearing a wide-pocketed coat and casually tossed one in.
Lan Zhe clutched his pocket tightly and exchanged a calm glance with Pei Wu.
Intelligent people usually form friendships quickly.
Pei Wu didn't need to expend too much effort, so she had enough time to prepare lunch for Lu Xiwen. After heating it in the microwave, it still smelled delicious.
Braised pork, spicy chicken, stir-fried beef with cold bamboo shoots... As soon as Pei Wu closed the door and came out, she felt her phone buzzing. When she opened it, she saw that President Lu had generously given her money in private accounts again, and the red envelope he gave her was enough for Pei Wu to buy ten times the amount of ingredients.
Such a generous boss, what's wrong with cooking a meal for someone?!
Pei Wu felt refreshed. He wasn't too picky about food; as long as it wasn't pre-made takeout, the cafeteria aunties' cooking was pretty good.
"What's that crunchy stuff in your rice ball?" Lan Zhe asked, bringing his plate closer.
Pei Wu: "Radish cubes?"
"Link."
“No,” Pei Wu said. “I made it myself.”
Lan Zhe stared at him intently for two seconds and said, "I can perfectly wrap up the project that will be completed in half a day."
Pei Wu suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "I'll bring you a can tomorrow."
Lan Zhe slapped the table comfortably, then lowered his head and shoveled a mouthful of rice into his mouth.
Not far away, a group of people huddled together, chattering and glancing at them from time to time.
"Assistant Pei is indeed incredibly charming. It's only been a few days, and even the coldest Assistant Lan is speaking to him so politely."
"Yes, Assistant Lan just seemed very happy."
"Um……"
"These two wouldn't..."
Lan Zhe kept his word. In the end, only he and Pei Wu were nominated for the project. Pei Wu could dream about the bonus he received for several nights in a row.
Wednesday arrived in the blink of an eye, and the sky was overcast when she woke up. Pei Wu changed her thin sweater into a cashmere one and then took a paper bag she had prepared in advance.
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