Liu Bowen thought, "what kind of food does Jiang Fuyue like?"

"... I don't seem to have seen Jiang eat in the classroom."

Liu Bowen drew from the corner of his mouth: "I don't know. Whatever. Anyway, it's a heart. Most people can eat apples and pears."

"So..." Wan xiutong was still not sure.

Liu Bowen was too anxious: "hurry up. The sun is going down again. What hospital are you going to?"

"Hospital? What hospital?!" another voice came in. They subconsciously turned back and saw Zhong Ziang standing not far away, raising eyebrows and questioning.

"How is it you?" Wan xiutong was surprised.

Zhong Ziang walked up to them: "who is in the hospital?"

Liu Bowen and Wan xiutong exchanged eyes quickly. They didn't know whether to say it or not.

"Is it Jiang Fuyue? I heard her name just now."

“……”

"Liu Bowen! What are you pretending to be? Talk!"

"... yes."

Zhong Ziang frowned, "what's the matter with her?"

Liu Bowen: "OK, it seems to be a cold and fever. There's no big problem."

Zhong Ziang looked at Wan xiutong again. His tone was not good: "is that so?"

Wan xiutong pursed her lips and turned pale. She was obviously frightened by his ferocious look.

"Ask you something!"

She shivered all over, and the apple in her hand crashed on the floor, which made the landlady cry "ouch".

Zhong Ziang: "young master, am I so terrible?

Liu Bowen explained: "she's timid. She's scared and can't speak at all."

"Trouble!" Zhong Ziang took a deep breath and slowed down his tone. "Who, what's the matter with Jiang Fuyue? Do you have a cold and fever?"

Wan xiutong: "that's what Jiang and Jiang said on the phone. She also said..."

"What did you say?" Zhong Ziang was so worried.

"She said it was all small problems. She was discharged soon and didn't let us visit the hospital..."

Having said that, Wan xiutong was not at ease. She took Liu Bowen to discuss it. They still decided to buy some fruit and go to the hospital.

Then he appeared in the shop and was hit by Zhong Ziang.

"Aren't you going to the hospital?"

Wan xiutong: "ah?"

Zhong Ziang: "buy it quickly! What are you grinding? It will be dark later."

Liu Bowen's eyes turned: "Zhong Shao, do you want to come with us?"

"Nonsense! Of course I'm going together!"

"But..." Wan xiutong frowned. "What kind of apples and pears do you buy?"

Liu Bowen: "..." Why are you still struggling with this problem? Gan!

Zhong Ziang: "buy both! Add some others."

Wan xiutong was about to cry: "... There is not enough money."

"I'll come out! Hey, boss, get us a bamboo basket to pack..."

Out of the fruit shop, the three of them walked towards the city hospital facing the sunset.

Zhong Ziang carried a fruit basket of at least ten kilograms: "no... why don't you take a taxi?"

Wan xiutong said softly, "it's not far away. It'll be there in ten minutes."

It's a waste of money to take a taxi

Zhong Ziang: "grass! Liu Bowen, you mention a paragraph."

"Ah?" the man walked on the road, and the basket came from his side.

……

In the ward, the setting sun gently sprinkled on the floor through the glass window, casting a piece of gold.

Jiang Fuyue sat at the head of the bed, facing the laptop, his fingers flying.

Suddenly, there was a noise at the entrance.

The next second, the door was pushed open from the outside.

Xie Dingyuan came in with a heat preservation bucket. Seeing this, he said, "are you busy?"