Zhang Ying and Li Miao exchanged a glance; they were both incredibly excited.
Professor Ling means they can use computers freely now?
Almost a year into her studies, Zhang Ying is still not familiar with computer operation. She has always written binary code in a notebook. Now that she has real autonomy in using the computer, this feeling is wonderful.
Li Miao was also extremely excited, and the group went to the computer room.
Chu Yu divided the code to be improved into four parts, with each person modifying one part, hoping to fill in the details of the anti-bug software as soon as possible.
The moment to change history has arrived, and everyone is excited.
They absorbed knowledge with great eagerness, spending day and night in the computer room, eating instant noodles when hungry and sleeping on folding beds when tired.
Fortunately, the weather wasn't too cold. The group worked day and night coding, almost breaking their keyboards, and finally submitted the first version of the project and the anti-bug software to Professor Ling's email address on the weekend night.
After more than a week of hard work, Chu Yu's hair and clothes were filthy, but she didn't look haggard.
The reflection in the mirror still perfectly showcases her stunning beauty.
Chu Yu couldn't help but sigh, youth is truly wonderful; no matter how haggard you look, your face is still full of collagen.
The three of them went to the public bathhouse for a shower. When they came out, Zhang Ying called home and then returned home with a heavy heart.
"What's wrong?"
“My husband said that our daughter’s condition has been relapsed and he wants to bring her to Beijing for surgery. He has already bought the train tickets.”
Chu Yu kept introducing Zhang Ying to part-time jobs. The jobs she introduced were high-paying, and regardless of whether Zhang Ying met the requirements, she made her take them. To put it bluntly, she was taking care of her.
Over the past six months, Zhang Ying had saved up two or three hundred yuan. She and her husband had already discussed bringing their second daughter to Beijing for surgery during the summer vacation. Now that their daughter's condition was fluctuating, surgery was inevitable.
She was worried that her daughter wouldn't be able to withstand more than a day on the train.
She had no connections or money to buy a sleeper ticket, and the seats were too crowded. Her daughter was in poor health, and Zhang Ying was very anxious, fearing something might happen to her.
"What would I do if something happened to her?" Zhang Ying sobbed, burying her face in her hands on the desk.
Chu Yu patted her shoulder, "Don't worry, I'll find a way to buy you a sleeper ticket. There are fewer people in the sleeper carriage, and the child can sleep for a whole day and night, which will definitely be much more comfortable than sitting."
Zhang Ying looked up, her face streaked with tears. She gripped Chu Yu's hand, asking in disbelief:
"Chu Yu, can you really get a sleeper train ticket?"
“I definitely can’t, but my boyfriend can.”
Chu Yu didn't want to trouble Dai Donglin, but Zhang Ying's situation was special. Her daughter was so young, and no one wanted to see anything happen to her.
Everyone has their struggles; we should help each other out if we can.
Chu Yu called Dai Donglin, but he didn't answer. So she and Zhang Ying took the bus to Donglin Appliances.
The employees at Donglin Electric Appliances all recognized her, and they would shout from afar, "The boss's wife is here!"
Chu Yu smiled helplessly. Zhang Ying looked around. She only knew that Chu Yu owned a clothing store, but she didn't know that her boyfriend owned such a large home appliance store.
The store seems to be having a promotion; there are at least several hundred people snapping up items on site. Each appliance costs several hundred or even a thousand yuan. How much money must they make in a day? At least tens of thousands, right? Zhang Ying couldn't even imagine it.
Bang! The door to Dai Donglin's office opened, and the moment he saw Chu Yu, his eyes lit up. Through the crowd, his gaze was fixed on her with deep affection.
Look at her eyes, look at her nose, look at her figure.
She's lost even more weight; her waist is so thin you could wrap your hand around it.
Dai Donglin felt sorry for her.
"Why did you come here? Why didn't you call me? I could have come to pick you up."
"I called you but you didn't answer."
Chu Yu explained his purpose, and Dai Donglin immediately made a phone call to his friend. Ten minutes later, he received a reply.
They said the train station had reserved a sleeper ticket, and Zhang Ying's husband could take the child directly inside.
"Which hospital do you want to have the surgery at? Have you found a surgeon? Do you want me to put in a good word for you?" Dai Donglin asked.
It's so hard to find a renowned doctor in Beijing.
I heard that you have to sleep on the floor and stay in the hospital for a week before you can get an appointment.
Zhang Ying and her husband were prepared to sleep on the floor; enduring hardship and sleeping on the floor was nothing to them, as long as their child could be cured, she was willing to pay any price. But Zhang Ying never expected that Dai Donglin could help them find a doctor and arrange a hospital room.
In a place like Beijing, is it possible for anyone to pull strings like that? That doctor is the best in the industry; ordinary people might not even be able to get an appointment even after waiting in line for half a month. Chu Yu's boyfriend's background is just too powerful.
They quickly replied, asking Zhang Ying to bring her child for a check-up on Saturday, with surgery scheduled for Monday morning.
Zhang Ying was on the verge of tears. "Once my child gets better, I will definitely ask her to thank you in person."
Chu Yu knew Zhang Ying had a strong sense of self-respect, but as her roommate, she still wanted to ask:
How much more money do you need?
"I have over two hundred here, and my husband has over three hundred. That should be enough, right?"
Zhang Ying wasn't sure either, but this was all their savings, and her husband had even borrowed some money from their hometown; they really couldn't borrow any more.
Chu Yu pulled out a stack of ten-yuan notes and gave them to her. "Hospital treatment isn't cheap, and your daughter is having heart surgery. Take this money; if it's not enough, just let me know."
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