Children are in good health, have fast metabolism and good recovery ability.
However, within four days, Song Ye's wounds would not hurt as long as they did not touch him.
In order to make the wound recover faster, Jiang Zhiling also took great pains.
Every day he would make soup in different ways, for fear that Song Ye's health would not recover well.
As a result, while others would look haggard after surgery, Song Ye's face was much rounder than before.
In the ward, the nurse delivers the bill to each patient.
Song Ye looked at the small piece of paper in his hand, his brows full of worry.
Jiang Zhiling walked into the room carrying the thermos box and said with a chuckle: "Guess what delicious food I brought you today?"
As soon as he raised his head, he saw Song Ye's face twisted and he said pleadingly: "Mom, I'm fine. I'll be discharged from the hospital today, okay?"
"Are you tired of staying? If you don't bear it any longer, we will have to stay for another two or three days."
"I'm really fine. I don't need to stay in the hospital." Song Ye said anxiously.
Jiang Zhiling was confused and was about to ask when she noticed that he had been holding the hospitalization list in his hand.
"Are you afraid of spending money?"
Song Ye's eyes flashed with tears, full of self-blame: "Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't know hospitalization was so expensive."
These days, he enjoyed Jiang Zhiling's care, but he didn't think about how much it would cost to be hospitalized.
I just saw the bill and found out that the surgery cost only thirty yuan, and the medicine and examination fees for the past few days combined also cost more than ten yuan.
So much money, what a burden it must be!
Seeing the guilt on his face, Jiang Zhining chuckled: "I thought it was a big deal, mom is not short of money."
"I know this costs a lot of money." Tears rolled down, and Song Ye wiped them randomly, "Mom, I don't want to be a burden to you."
He fears being abandoned.
Jiang Zhiling felt a surge of love in her heart and hugged him tenderly: "Silly boy, you are not a burden."
Wrapped in a warm embrace, Song Ye couldn't stop his tears and cried silently.
Jiang Zhiling stroked his head gently: "Your father can make money, and I can make a lot of money. This little money is nothing."
"Really?" Song Ye didn't believe it.
"Of course. Otherwise, look at how expensive candy is, and other children can only have a toothpaste, but you can achieve the freedom of candy." Su Jinxi added.
After hearing this, Song Ye began to believe it.
"Besides, you are not a burden. You have always been a very sensible child. So be obedient and get well soon."
Hearing this, Song Ye raised his head and responded with tears in his eyes: "I will listen to the doctor and get better soon."
"Okay." Jiang Zhiling responded with a cheerful smile.
After calming down his emotions, Jiang Zhiling repeatedly assured that the family had a lot of money, and then he was relieved to receive treatment.
In the afternoon, Song Ye's classmates came to the hospital to visit him.
The originally deserted ward suddenly became lively.
"Song Ye, is that your mother? Your mother is so beautiful, even more beautiful than my aunt."
Hearing the praise from his classmates, Song Ye was proud: "My mother is the most beautiful."
Jiang Zhiling turned around and saw that Song Ye's eyes were shining when he said this.
She knew that Song Ye liked her as a mother from the bottom of his heart.
Jiang Zhiling came over with a bag of candies and said with a smile: "Thank you everyone for coming to see Xiao Ye. Do you want some candies?"
"Yes!" all the children shouted in unison.
So, Jiang Zhiling gave candies to every child.
"Thank you, auntie." The child who got the candy thanked him repeatedly.
"You're welcome, there are more here. If you want to eat later, tell Xiao Ye." Jiang Zhiling said in a friendly way, and gave the remaining candies to Song Ye.
Song Ye has a sensitive and timid personality, and she also hopes that through this sugar sharing, he can get along more harmoniously with his classmates.
"good."
After dividing the candies, Jiang Zhiling walked out of the ward to give the children some private space.
"Song Ye, I envy you so much. Your mother is so beautiful, and she even buys candies for you." The girl said enviously, holding milk candies.
"Me too, last time I wanted to eat maltose, my mother said she would beat me." Another boy said depressedly.
Hearing this, Song Ye said proudly: "My mother often buys candies for my sister and me. She said that childhood without candies is incomplete."
"But candies are very expensive." The friends said.
"My mother is very good, she can make money." Song Ye said proudly.
The eyes of his classmates were full of envy, and Song Ye suddenly felt an indescribable feeling that made him straighten his waist.
Because he didn't have a mother, Song Ye had a subconscious inferiority complex and always felt that he was inferior to others.
But now, that feeling is disappearing.
All this is because of Jiang Zhiling's arrival.
The students stayed in the ward for a long time. Before leaving, Jiang Zhiling gave each of them two candies, which made the children keep saying thank you.
After school, Song Chen came to the ward to accompany Song Ye, who kept talking about everyone's love for Jiang Zhiling.
Song Chen looked at the sparkling light in Song Ye's eyes, and looked at Jiang Zhiling with gratitude in his eyes.
"Song Chen, go back and rest early tonight, Xiaoye is here with me." Jiang Zhiling said casually.
"Okay." Song Chen lowered his head to peel the orange and stuffed the peeled orange into Song Ye's mouth.
Feeling a little thirsty, Jiang Zhiling was about to pour herself a glass of water when a peeled orange suddenly appeared in front of her.
Looking sideways, he saw Song Chen holding an orange with a suspicious blush on his ears: "Peel too much."
Hearing this poor reason, Jiang Zhiling did not expose it and took it with a smile: "Thank you."
As he said that, he broke half of it and gave it to him: "Half for each person."
"No, I don't like eating." Song Chen glanced at the oranges and looked away.
Jiang Zhiling didn't say any nonsense and stuffed half of the orange into his mouth.
Children, there is nothing they don’t like to eat.
It's just that as an older brother, I'm used to leaving all the good things to my younger siblings.
"It's quite sweet." Jiang Zhiling ate gracefully.
"Yeah, it's sweet." Song Chen rarely agreed.
Suddenly remembering something, Jiang Zhiling took out the banknotes from her bag: "Here are ten yuan for your living expenses. Buy some necessary school supplies. If the pen is too short, throw it away. Don't worry about your fingers. Tell me when you use it."
When I got home this morning, I noticed that Song Chen's pencil was only a few centimeters down and was still being used.
"No need." Song Chen refused without hesitation.
"Take it, I don't want people to say that I abused you." Jiang Zhiling said forcefully.
Song Chenwei took it and looked at her stubbornly: "It can be used again."
Taking care of the three siblings cost a lot of money. He didn't want to put too much financial pressure on them, so he saved as much as he could.
Jiang Zhiling put the money directly into his hand: "Take it. If you want to study hard, you can't be careless about the hardware."
"Can……"
"Why are you such a man? Take it." Jiang Zhiling glanced at the time and said, "I'll go buy some food and come back."
With that said, he was about to walk out.
"That..." Song Chen stopped her.
Jiang Zhiling turned back.
"Thank you." Song Chen said coyly.
Jiang Zhining smiled sweetly: "You're welcome."
After that, continue walking out.
Looking at the living expenses in his hand, Song Chen's eyes were scarlet.
He felt that Jiang Zhiling and Song Yuzhou were both good people.
Song Chen took out one piece and put the rest on the bedside table: "Give it back to her later."
Clenching a piece tightly, Song Chen stared at the direction she left.
Jiang Zhiling left the ward and was going to buy some fruit.
When passing the emergency room, I saw several soldiers appearing and hurried inside.
Jiang Zhiling glanced casually and suddenly stopped: "Isn't that Yuzhou's friend Zhao Liang? Why are you in such a panic?"
Out of curiosity, she prepared to step forward to take a look at the situation. The next second, Jiang Zhiling shouted: "Song Yuzhou!"
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