Chapter 2290
Alan is blocked by Cheng's relatives. Cheng Xiaojun doesn't see him. He doesn't make a sound. Looking at the faces and faces of Cheng's relatives, we can see that Cheng Xiaojun is cold hearted by them.
These people don't know Allen either. Seeing Cheng Xiaojun turning around and entering the ward, they don't pay attention to them any more. These people murmur and walk by Allen's side.
When Alan heard Cheng Xiaojun's aunt walking, she asked her husband, "did you secretly lend a lot of money to Xiaojun on my back? If she didn't transfer Chengyi martial arts school, where can I get the money to help Xiaohui with the operation? "
Cheng Xiaojun's uncle and aunt are also guessing where Cheng Xiaohui's money for the operation came from.
"You hold the economic power of our family. Where can I secretly lend the money to Xiaojun?" Cheng Xiaojun's uncle said angrily.
He turned and asked Uncle Cheng, "is the Chengyi martial arts school still there?"
Uncle Cheng said: "it's still there. It's not transferred. But the landlord always wants to take back the house. He has been quarreling with Xiaojun for a long time. Now Chengyi martial arts school has no income."
"Without the transfer of Chengyi martial arts school, it's hard not to say that she sold the house in their family?"
"I don't think so. I really sold the house. Where do they live?"
"Then where did she get the money to help Xiaohui with the operation and let Xiaohui live in the senior ward? We are all reluctant to stay in the senior ward because of our illness."
All the comments of Cheng's relatives were heard by Allen, who sneered in his heart: if these people knew that Xiaojun they couldn't see was the third grandma of Mu's family, what would be their reaction?
In the ward, Xiaohui asked her sister, "have they all gone?"
He is also very clear about his relatives' faces.
Xiaojun rips the film that covers the fruit in the fruit basket, takes out the fruit in the basket and looks at it, saying: "a basket of fruit looks very good, but many of the fruit in it are not fresh. So many of them came here and sent this basket of fruit. "
Those relatives of her family are just a group of top-notch products. Xiaojun pulls the garbage can, throws the fruit that looks good and has broken down inside into the garbage can. At the same time, she replies to her brother, "go, don't go, will you stay here and wait for me to invite them to dinner?"
"Uncle gave me some money, I didn't want him."
Xiaohui sees her sister throw the fruit in the water fruit basket into the garbage, and asks painfully, "are they all bad? Throw away so much. It's only a little broken. Use a knife to cut off the broken part. If it's not broken, you can eat it. "
"Elder brother, the water fruit basket is just looking good, and it's covered with a layer of film. The bad ones are all covered. You see, the big mango is soft and soft. You don't need to see it and know it's broken. It's terrible."
"Isn't the fruit basket that a Zhi bought very good?" The water fruit basket sent by Mozhi, Xiaohui didn't see her sister throw the fruit.
Xiaojun picked out the broken fruit and took the basket aside, leaving the basket sent by Mozhi on the bedside counter. She said: "he should choose the fresh fruit on the spot, and then let the shopkeeper pack it well. Anyway, the fruit of the water fruit basket he sent is good, not as bad as they sent."
"Dong Dong."
There was a knock at the door.
Cheng Xiaojun gets up and opens the door. Seeing that it's Allen, Cheng Xiaojun staggers to let Allen's bodyguard push him in, and says, "Mr. AI, your legs and feet are inconvenient. Why are you here again?"
Alan beckoned his bodyguard to push him to Xiaohui's bed. He smiled and handed Xiaojun the thermos box. He said, "I have nothing to do anyway, so I'll come to see you. What can I do for you?"
"Xiaojun, this is my lunch from home, you and your brother."
Cheng Xiaojun put two insulated lunch boxes on the bedside table, with his back to Allen, and reached out to open the cover of the lunch box. Cheng Xiaohui was a little annoyed that his sister didn't know how to decline Allen's kindness.
He could only say, "Mr. AI, thank you for your kindness. We ordered a meal in the hospital."
Alan smiled. "You haven't eaten yet, have you? Mr. Cheng, Xiaojun and I are friends. You don't have to worry about this little thing. " He didn't smell the food since he came in. The brothers and sisters didn't eat at all.
If you have a reservation, this is the right time to eat.
"Brother, I'll feed you some porridge." Cheng Xiaojun originally wanted to order takeout. Since Alan sent it, she accepted Alan's kindness politely. It's just a little meal. How much do you owe?
Mainly her brother can only eat porridge now.
Cheng Xiaohui stares at his younger sister and sees that she doesn't know why. He is worried about her. Her sister is too thick. Mr. AI is obviously in love with her. He also brushes his affection in front of him. If Mu Zhi knows about it, it will affect the relationship between husband and wife.
That's not what Cheng Xiaohui would like to see.
"Brother, are you not comfortable with your eyes?" Cheng Xiaojun sat on the edge of the bed, ready to feed his brother porridge. When he saw her, he stared at her for a while, blinked again and again. She asked with concern, "do you want me to call the doctor to have a look?"
Cheng Xiaohui wants to spit blood.
"Brother is OK."
Cheng Xiaohui's words are feeble.
When he gets better, he must talk to his sister in detail.
"Xiaojun, I'll feed your brother for you. Go and eat." Alan volunteered to feed Cheng Xiaohui porridge, which he could do.
Cheng Xiaojun still didn't refuse Alan's help or ask his brother if he would like to, so he handed Alan the thermos lunch box. Alan took it and scooped the porridge with a long spoon to feed Cheng Xiaohui.
"I'll do it myself."
Cheng doesn't want Alan to take care of himself.
"Mr. Cheng, you can't sit up completely now. One hand is still infusion. I'll take care of you." Allen insists on taking care of Cheng Xiaohui, who is helpless and blames himself for his poor health.
Look at his sister. She has been sitting at the end of his bed with a lunch box in her hand. She has eaten with great relish.
Mrs. AI, who is hiding outside and peeping, is worried that her son doesn't really like Cheng Xiaojun? But Cheng Xiaojun has been married and is not beautiful. How can his son like Cheng Xiaojun?
"Why didn't you see that young nurse?" Mrs. AI suddenly heard her son's question: "which young nurse? What's your last name? There are many nurses here. "
Alan stopped talking.
His original intention of saying this is to let his mother follow him to think elsewhere, and not doubt Cheng Xiaojun's head, so as to avoid her interference in Xiaojun's life.
Sure enough, when Mrs. AI heard the conversation between her son and Cheng Xiaojun, she laughed. What her son really liked was a nurse, and he didn't know the name of others.
She has to see the nurses in the inpatient department. There are several unmarried ones. She can check them slowly and always find out her son's sweetheart.
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