"Zhang Qian?" A hoarse voice sounded.
Xihe put down her phone. Qiao Kuan had already woken up. She nodded and said, "It's me." She poured him a glass of warm water and handed it to him.
Qiao Kuan took it and drank it, a little confused: "Why are you here?"
He looked around and found that there was indeed no one else around except her.
Xihe handed over the black bag next to him: "I asked many people before I knew it was yours. Oh, by the way, I just went downstairs to help you pay for the medicine, using the money in it."
She handed over the bill again.
When Qiao Kuan opened the bag, he found the lost money in it. His expression was very complicated. He thought he could never find it back.
"Thank you." Qiao Kuan said.
"No, I'm just returning it to its original owner." This is your life-saving money.
Xihe looked around, a little puzzled: "You are so seriously ill, why is there no one to take care of you?"
There were several beds around, but he was the only one who was alone.
Qiao Kuan lowered his eyes and said, "I am the only one in my family."
"Oh, so that's it." Xihe was a little surprised and embarrassed, so should she leave now or stay and take care of the patient?
She is a poor girl now. If she doesn't work, she will have to sleep on the street.
Qiao Kuan immediately saw her embarrassment and smiled gently: "Thank you so much for today. When I get better, I will definitely thank you in person. I'm a little sleepy now and can't entertain you. I'm really sorry."
What I said...
Xihe was helpless. She handed the porridge over and said, "Then drink some porridge first. Then go to sleep."
Qiao Kuan was obviously stunned. If paying back the money was his duty, then buying porridge was really considerate.
"Thanks……"
He picked up the porridge and drank it. A warm feeling rose from his stomach. He blinked his eyes and suddenly felt sour in his heart.
Xihe didn't notice.
When she saw Qiao Kuan finished drinking, she immediately put the box into the trash can and waited until he fell asleep before getting up and leaving.
After leaving the hospital, Xihe went straight to a nearby Internet cafe.
Typing on the phone is too slow, she wants to type on the computer!
However,
After touching the computer, Xihe couldn't help but enter the dark web. Alas, there was nothing he could do because he was poor.
The dark web still had that dark style. She clicked in and chose a patching task. The salary was not high, only 5,000 yuan.
After finishing the submission quickly, Xihe started typing.
She was writing about the world of sirens. Her writing was impeccable, and suddenly a colorful world slowly took shape under her hands, with beautiful mermaids, pretty elves...
After typing 30,000 words, Xihe stopped and went to eat.
While eating, she was thinking about whether she should buy a computer.
You can't go to the Internet cafe every day, right?
Also, I should go see Qiao Kuan later, he is my creditor after all.
Thinking of this, Xihe packed a bowl of lean meat porridge after dinner and went back to the hospital. The ward was quiet and there were not many people. Xihe opened the door and found Qiao Kuan sleeping soundly.
She looked at him and saw that his lips were pale, so he probably hadn't eaten.
"Qiao Kuan, wake up, it's time to eat."
The young man's eyelashes trembled and he opened his eyes. He was a little confused at first, but soon he became sober.
Xihe found that this man was quite good-looking, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a very upright look.
"Zhang Qian? Why are you here?"
Qiao Kuan was a little surprised, and then refused, "If you want to take care of me because you think I'm alone, there's no need. I can take care of myself."
He speaks very directly.
There was resistance on his face, probably because he didn't want to owe anyone a favor.
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