Can write letters

"Uncle Ke, Grandpa Xie doesn't have a phone, so I have no way to contact Grandpa Xie for the time being."

"It won't work this way, and that won't work either. Why is it so difficult to see old man Xie."

"You can write a letter." Zhang Xu suggested when he saw that Ke Baiwei was on the verge of collapse.

"Yes, why did I forget to write the letter? Little girl, please wait for me. I will write the letter soon." After Ke Baiwei finished speaking, he got up and walked towards the room where he slept.

"Uncle Ke, wait a minute. I won't be back in Harbin so soon, so you don't have to rush to write. You can write slowly."

Ke Baiwei stopped after hearing Lu Xiaoxiao's words, then he turned around and asked Lu Xiaoxiao: "Little girl, when will you return to Harbin?"

"As short as a week, as long as half a month."

"You have to stay in Beijing for so long, then I can make some delicious food for you to take to Mr. Xie and Mr. Fan. Maybe they will ask me to accompany them because they want to eat the food I cooked. "

After hearing what Ke Baiwei said, Lu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but complain in her heart: If Foreman Xie and Mr. Fan cared about a few mouthfuls of food, they wouldn't hide in Tianshui Village, so Ke Baiwei's idea was doomed to fail.

"Can we have breakfast?" Zhang Xu asked Ke Baiwei when he saw that the matter was resolved.

Ke Baiwei was in a good mood at the moment, so when Zhang Xu asked if he could eat, he rarely said anything to Zhang Xu, but directly announced that dinner was ready.

After breakfast, Lu Xiaoxiao and Zhang Xu came to the hospital. When they entered the mistress's ward, they saw that the mistress had woken up, so they asked the monkey, "How is the mistress doing now?"

"Doctor Hou examined the third son this morning and said that the third son's wound is recovering well. He also said that if the third son's wound recovers at the current rate, the third son can be discharged from the hospital in less than a month."

"Go and ask the mistress if he feels uncomfortable in any way?" Lu Xiaoxiao said after listening to the monkey's words.

"Why don't you ask yourself?"

"I'm not familiar with the mistress. I'm afraid that if I ask the mistress, I'll be embarrassed."

After hearing what Lu Xiaoxiao said, the monkey felt that what Lu Xiaoxiao said was very reasonable, so he walked to the hospital bed and leaned over to ask the mistress: "Little mistress, are you feeling uncomfortable in any way?"

"I'm fine now, I don't feel uncomfortable anywhere."

"My dear, the relationship between us is so good, do you want to lie to me?"

"I didn't mean to lie to you. I've already caused you a lot of trouble. I don't want to trouble you anymore."

After hearing what the mistress said, the monkey wiped his face with his hands, and then said to the mistress: "Little Sanzi, you are really troubling us by hiding your illness. If you don't want to trouble us anymore, you should actively cooperate with us. Strive to recover as soon as possible."

"Brother Monkey, you are right. I was wrong before. I will definitely cooperate with you and strive to recover as soon as possible."

"That's right. Please tell me what's wrong with your body?"

"My brain is a little swollen, and sometimes I feel like I can't breathe."

"Is there anything else uncomfortable?"

"there is none left."

After listening to what the mistress said, the monkey walked to Lu Xiaoxiao and said to Lu Xiaoxiao: "The mistress said that his brain is a little swollen, and sometimes he can't breathe."

"Besides these two points, does the mistress have any other discomforts?"

(End of chapter)