When Ziqiao returned to the dormitory with malted milk, he had two little followers behind him.
Yating and Yaxin.
Then several people carried nets full of fruits and some jars of supplements and headed to the hospital.
"I... Iâm really fine, you guys should just take all this stuff back." She was just pretending to faint, maybe a bit malnourished but not as serious as the doctor said.
How could she feel good about accepting their gifts?
Besides, these are all good things, which ordinary families canât even buy.
"These are actually things we got from Brother Hai, he doesnât need them." Ziqiao laughed carelessly, "If you feel bad about it, just cook us a good meal when youâre better."
"Oh, right, Brother Hai also asked to give these tickets to you, so your family can eat at the hospital canteen while youâre hospitalized."
"I really canât accept this." Upon hearing these were Yunhaiâs items, Gu Lingling firmly said, "Mr. Yang himself is injured too, and needs proper nourishment more."
Moreover, she only had brief encounters with them, at most they had eaten a meal she cooked, feeling guilty to accept such heavy gifts from them.
But no matter what she said, Liu Jun and Ziqiao wouldnât relent.
"If you keep treating us like outsiders, youâre not considering us friends?" Ziqiao, originally smiling, said with a serious face.
"Just take these things and nourish yourself properly." Yating, who hadnât spoken much, smiled and said, "Just donât let Gu Juan take advantage of it again."
"Donât worry, that wonât happen." Gu Lingling squinted and smiled.
Chunhai went out to fetch water, and just as he was about to open the ward door, he heard this sentence and paused.
Looking at his daughterâs sweet smile, his heart tightened.
"And my milk candies, Sister Gu, eat them and the injections wonât hurt." Yaxin handed the milk candies in her little hands to Gu Lingling.
"Thank you, Little Xin." Gu Lingling was utterly fond of this little girl.
So sensible and so well-behaved.
By the time Chunhai returned, they had already left.
"Did someone come to see you?" Looking at the items on the desk, Chunhai asked in confusion.
"Yes, a few friends." Gu Lingling answered.
"Mr. Gu, your daughter is quite remarkable, those friends of hers seem to have quite the status." A woman in the same ward glanced at the supplements on the desk.
"Those two have fairly high positions, donât they?"
"I donât know either." Gu Lingling gave a slight smile to her.
The woman, seeing she couldnât get any more information, pursed her lips, wanting to say more but was silenced by a glare from a man on the sickbed.
Chunhai originally wanted to ask, but seeing this he stayed silent, "What do you want to eat for lunch? Dad will buy it for you."
"I have some tickets here, you can eat there and bring me some back." Gu Lingling handed Yunhaiâs meal tickets to Chunhai, "After the needle this afternoon, letâs go home."
She knew her own health well; as long as she ate properly afterward, sheâd be fine.
If sheâd known Liu Jun and the others would come back, she wouldnât have stayed in the hospital.
And the best way she could repay them would be to cook more delicious meals for them whenever she gets the chance.
"Okay."
Chunhai nodded, and before buying lunch, he first went to the doctorâs office. It wasnât Zhao Yu on duty today. Upon hearing Chunhai wanted to discharge, they agreed.
For situations like Gu Linglingâs, just a couple of bottles of IV drip, and she could go home for slow recovery.
After all, nobody is wealthy nowadays.
Besides, could kids from well-off families become malnourished?