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Jiang Zhuo waited in the ward for a few minutes, and his sister Jiang Lie returned to the ward pushing the infusion pole.
"elder brother."
The fifteen-year-old girl is young and has a schoolboy haircut. She is pretty and sunny. She looks very similar to her brother. She also has single eyelids and is clean and good-looking. However, she looks sick and haggard. There is no color on her face because she lacks exercise all year round and her body shape Thin and thin.
Jiang Zhuo went over to help her push the infusion pole: "Lie down first."
Jiang Lie kicked off his shoes and sat on the hospital bed: "I'm much better today."
"Um."
Jiang Zhuo helped her tuck in the quilt.
The girl¡¯s eyes are bright, like stars in the sky, and she loves to smile: ¡°The test results are all right, too.¡±
Jiang Zhuo pulled up a chair and sat next to the bed, opened the thermos soup pot he brought from home, took out a bowl of soup and gave it to her.
She took a sip, looked at her brother¡¯s face, and pretended to be relaxed, saying, ¡°I think I can be discharged from the hospital. Running and jumping is no problem.¡±
"Can't."
My brother, who is usually very talkative, couldn't help but say in a tone of voice: "You have to stay in the hospital before the operation."
Jiang Lie has congenital heart disease, which he could control with medication a few years ago. In recent years, his health has gotten worse. His heart has been in chronic failure, and he has reached the point where he needs a transplant.
She muttered unhappily: "There is no heart source, so why are we wasting money on any surgery?"
Their mother passed away two years ago, and their father was no different. All her medical expenses fell on her brother. When their mother's funeral was held, his brother was only eighteen years old. He was forced to grow up and run away. Go west and work everywhere.
"Don't be willful. You have to keep your body in the best condition in the hospital. Once you have a heart source, you can do the surgery immediately." Jiang Zhuo comforted her, "You don't have to worry about money. I have saved a lot in the past two years." money."
In the past two years, she has never seen him rest. He goes out before dawn every day and returns late at night.
¡°It¡¯s the same if you take medicine at home.¡± Hospitalization fees are so expensive.
"Jiang Lie."
Every time he called her by her first name, he meant there was no need to discuss it. He was usually a very talkative person, but when it came to her illness, he became particularly serious.
Jiang Lie put down the bowl, lay down on his back, and ignored him.
She still feels sorry for him
Fool!
The phone rang, and Jiang Zhuo walked outside the ward to pick it up.
"Jiang Zhuo."
He is a teacher at his college.
"Hello, Teacher Liu."
Jiang Zhuo was recruited into the Conservatory of Music by Teacher Liu with a full scholarship. Teacher Liu was particularly partial to him and paid close attention to him.
"Did something happen at home?" Teacher Liu explained, "That's right. Several teachers have reported to me that your attendance rate is a bit too low."
He is busy working part-time and rarely goes back to school except for very important professional courses.
"I'm sorry, Teacher Liu, it's my own fault."
Teacher Liu doesn¡¯t know what the situation is. He cherishes his talent and doesn¡¯t want to let such a promising talent go away: ¡°If you have any difficulties, just tell the teacher. But you still have to pay attention to your attendance. After all, there are so many people watching.¡±
If this were an ordinary student, the criticism would be considered light.
Jiang Zhuo is special. He majored in cello and won an international music award at the age of fourteen. The teachers at the school were very optimistic about him, and several symphony orchestras even offered him an olive branch.
"Teacher Liu," he was silent for a moment, "I want to take a leave of absence next semester."
"Can you tell me the reason?"
He said: "My family is sick." He didn't say much else.
Teacher Liu knew that his family¡¯s financial situation was not good because he often took on private jobs. The college actually had regulations that students were not allowed to take on private jobs outside, but he turned a blind eye to him because he was excellent.
"If you can take both things into consideration, I don't recommend you to drop out of school. If you really can't help it, you can come back to me to get the application form." Jiang Zhuo was born to be a musician. He is extremely talented, and Teacher Liu still She felt that it was a pity to suspend her studies, "Do you want to stop considering it? I still want to recommend you to attend the Burary Conservatory of Music's international student quota next year."
The Bolari Conservatory of Music is a prestigious music school. Teacher Liu wrote a letter of recommendation to Jiang Zhuo and there is also interest there.
He hesitated for a while: "Thank you, Teacher Liu, I will seriously consider it."
"Don't be in a hurry, think about it slowly"??¡±
It¡¯s raining outside, and winter rain can make people cool.
Because Xu Tanxi had a bad appetite, Rong Li suggested going home to cook, and he did it.
Xu Tanxi asked him why? He said he wanted to learn.
After returning home from shopping for groceries, it was already past seven o'clock. There was no kitchen set up in Rong Li's side, and Xu Tanxi was cooking the food. He didn't let her help, so he just found a movie and let her stay in the living room.
Less than five minutes after entering the kitchen¡ª¡ª
"èÃèÃ."
Rong Li called Xu Tanxi in the kitchen.
The neighbor upstairs sold his house and was moving. The sound of moving furniture was very noisy. Xu Tanxi didn't hear it, so Rong Li called out again: "Yao Yao."
She ran over: "Huh?"
He was wearing her apron, which was plain, didn't fit, and was a little too small. He hasn't started cooking yet, the dishes are all in the sink. He first studies the cooking tutorials on the Internet.
"How much is a pinch of salt?"
"Fire for me." She was wearing a pink loose sweater, slim pants, and her legs were slender, long, and straight.
An image suddenly flashed through Rong Li's mind: the girl's thin white legs wrapped around his waist
He doesn¡¯t want to be an individual anymore lately.
Cheng Ji is right, men are all beasts.
He turned his face to the other side, not looking at her: "No need." If you look closely, you will find that the tips of his ears are a little red, "How much is a little?"
Xu Tanxi didn¡¯t notice anything strange, and taught him patiently: ¡°If it¡¯s a dish without soup, just put a spoonful of salt per plate.¡±
He opened the cupboard and went to get the spoon.
Xu Tanxi walked over and took his hand: "It's not that spoon, it's the little spoon used to scoop salt out of the salt box."
"oh."
He took out the salt box, looked at it for a few times, and put it aside. He also had other questions: "How much is a plate?" He grabbed a handful of vegetables and put them on a plate. "So much?" He asked again. Grabbing a handful, the vegetables were piled high, "So many?"
He felt he needed a digital scale.
The main problem is that the online tutorials do not indicate the weight. It is either a small amount or an appropriate amount.
"You can have either a large plate or a small plate." Xu Tanxi taught him as simply as possible, "Just add half a spoonful of salt first, turn down the heat a little, and taste as you cook. If it's bland, add more."
Rong Li is a highly intelligent person and doesn¡¯t find it difficult.
"You go to the movies and I'll call you when I'm ready."
Xu Tanxi was not at ease: "I'm here to see you."
"You being here will affect my performance."
With her here, it was hard for him not to be distracted.
Xu Tanxi obeyed him, returned to the living room, turned down the sound of the movie, and moved the chair closer to the kitchen door, fearing that she wouldn't hear him calling her.
Within a few minutes¡ª¡ª
"èÃèÃ."
She smiled and walked over: "What's the matter, sir?"
Rong Li frowned and stood next to the rice cooker: "On the Internet, it says that the amount of water used for cooking should be less than the height of your hand." He put his washed hand in, "Is it the fingers or the back of the hand?"
Xu Tanxi went over to take a look: "Anything is fine." She added a little more water in the bowl, "If you like to eat softer food, just cover the back of your hand."
Rong Li thinks it¡¯s not difficult.
"I know." He covered the pot, plugged in the electricity, and kissed Xu Tanxi on the face, "You go watch a movie."
Xu Tanxi returned to the living room again. She didn't watch anything in the movie. After a few minutes, she suddenly heard the sound of a knife falling to the ground and hurried to the kitchen.
"What's wrong?"
Rong Li picked up the knife, and there was nothing unusual on his face: "Nothing." He put his left hand behind his back.
Xu Tanxi walked over and pulled his hand out.
A rare embarrassment appeared on his face, and he awkwardly defended himself: "It's too difficult to shred potatoes."
The pad of his left index finger was cut, and a lot of blood flowed, with a few drops on the ground.
Xu Tanxi¡¯s eyes turned red with distress.
Rong Li immediately said: "It's just a little bit of skin, it doesn't matter."
She grabbed his hand and put it under the faucet to rinse it. The water flow was turned on as low as possible. She bent over and blew on his hand: "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt." Worried that she would feel distressed, Rong Li said, "It doesn't hurt at all. I used to be injured a lot and I'm not that sensitive to pain. It really doesn't hurt."
Her eyes became even redder.
Rong Li was a little panicked, so he leaned over and kissed her eyes several times: "Don't cry, okay?"
"I'll get the medical kit."
Rong Li stretched out his broken finger stiffly and followed her, as if he had done something wrong.
Xu Tanxi went to get the medical kit and pulled him to sit on the sofa. She unscrewed the cap of the disinfectant and poured a little to rinse the wound. She poured it very slowly. She looked up at him nervously.
Rong Li immediately said: "It doesn't hurt."
After disinfection, she put on gloves and applied powder to stop bleeding. She lowered her head and lowered her eyelashes quietly: "You don't want to learn to cook anymore."
It¡¯s a bit difficult to cut shredded potatoes, but Rong Li still thinks it¡¯s not difficult to cook: ¡°You¡¯ll get good at it after you do it a few times.¡±
"As long as I know how to cook, why do you have to learn?"
Rong Li tucked a strand of hair that fell from her temples behind her ear: "When you get better in the future, you will definitely have to undergo surgery. Sometimes you have to be on duty. Doctors seem to be very busy. My work is very busy. I You can cook more easily." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com); "I'll get the medical kit."
Rong Li stretched out his broken finger stiffly and followed her, as if he had done something wrong.
Xu Tanxi went to get the medical kit and pulled him to sit on the sofa. She unscrewed the cap of the disinfectant and poured a little to rinse the wound. She poured it very slowly. She looked up at him nervously.
Rong Li immediately said: "It doesn't hurt."
After disinfection, she put on gloves and applied powder to stop bleeding. She lowered her head and lowered her eyelashes quietly: "You don't want to learn to cook anymore."
It¡¯s a bit difficult to cut shredded potatoes, but Rong Li still thinks it¡¯s not difficult to cook: ¡°You¡¯ll get good at it after you do it a few times.¡±
"As long as I know how to cook, why do you have to learn?"
Rong Li tucked a strand of hair that fell from her temples behind her ear: "When you get better in the future, you will definitely have to undergo surgery. Sometimes you have to be on duty. Doctors seem to be very busy. My work is very busy. I You can cook more easily." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com