After rebirth, she first killed the book thief, and she was busy writing articles to save people

Xiaohua's words reminded Jiang Baige of the time when he said he would sponsor her. Xiaohua was worried that Jiang Baige would not be willing to sponsor both tuition and living expenses at the same time, so she took the initiative to offer to find a way to save up her own living expenses.

It makes people feel sad.

Jiang Baige asked softly, "Why are you saying this again?"

Jiaoyang answered quickly: "Xiaohua told me that she was worried that you would get sick and need medical expenses, so she wanted to pay for your living expenses herself... She even sold her cell phone and got some money, which she asked me to bring back to you!"

No wonder Xiaohua didn't use her own phone to contact her...

If Dai Yanling hadn't taken Jiaoyang back to her hometown, and Jiaoyang hadn't gone to school to find Xiaohua, the two would probably have lost contact for a longer period of time!

Jiang Baige was really angry and moved.

Of course, what made me angry was that Xiaohua sold her phone without discussing it with me, and what made me touched was that she sold her phone for me.

Obviously, her own tuition and living expenses were a problem, and she probably knew that if Jiang Baige really got sick, she would not be able to help, but she still wanted to do something.

Jiang Baige's heart was completely softened.

Her voice became gentler. "Xiaohua, listen to me. Although I was sick, I am now well. I have medical insurance, a job, and an income, so I can afford the medical expenses. Not only the medical expenses, but also your tuition and living expenses. I can afford it."

"really?"

There was obvious disbelief in Xiaohua's voice.

"Really? I promise you." Jiang Baige said in a firm and resounding tone.

Xiaohua seemed to sense this and finally gave in. But when she thought of the phone she had already sold, she became at a loss again: "But my phone..."

"It's okay." Jiang Baige comforted, "Just sell the phone, and keep the money as my holiday money. I'll buy a new phone in two days and send it to you."

"This is not good, Sister Baige...Really, I can't have your phone anymore."

Jiang Baige did not have much money to buy a mobile phone, and she was afraid that Xiaohua would neglect her studies because of playing with her mobile phone, so she did not buy her a particularly high-end model, and it did not cost much anyway.

But Xiaohua is a grateful person. She feels that Jiang Baige giving her money to study is already a great gift. She would feel guilty if she asked for even a penny more.

The two of them were at a stalemate.

Finally, after taking a shower, Dai Yanling came out and gave a solution after listening to Jiaoyang's story of the whole thing.

"It's easy. We have an event here where you can get a free phone if you top up your phone bill. Xiaohua used the money from selling her phone to top up the quota for the free phone and still had some left... so she has this phone, and the remaining money can be used for living expenses!"

"Okay, then I'll trouble Sister Dai for this matter!"

Dai Yanling was also very happy that her opinion was adopted, and she patted her chest and said that she would take care of the matter.

Is 2023 over like this?

Did she just cross the threshold of death like this?

It seems that although 2023 is full of ups and downs and thrills, overall, it is still quite good.

***

After the New Year, Jiang Baige also had her first time going out for some fresh air after the operation.

The person she wanted to meet was naturally Song Siwen, with whom she had made an appointment before.

During this period of time, I either stayed at home or went to the hospital for follow-up checkups. Even Jiang Baige, a homebody, felt a little suffocated.

Walking out of the unit door, Jiang Baige couldn't help but open her arms and take a deep breath of fresh air.

"Ah—I love 2024!"

She shouted out loud.

Luckily it was a weekday and past work hours, so there was no one around and she didn't seem so weird.

After expressing her love for this new world that she had never experienced in her previous life, she hurried to the place where she had an appointment with Song Siwen.

Because Jiang Baige had not fully recovered, the meeting place was near her home.

Unlike previous meetings in coffee shops, this time they met in a Chinese teahouse.

Of course, in addition to drinking tea, there are also various Cantonese snacks to eat.

Jiang Baige stepped into the quaint Chinese-style door with carved patterns. A waitress wearing a loose, leg-covering cheongsam with a black background and dark purple patterns came up to her and took her to the private room that had been booked in advance.

Along the way, Jiang Baige noticed that most of the people who came here to discuss business were men, which made her feel a little regretful.

The waiter stopped and opened the door for Jiang Baige.

There was already someone sitting inside, but it was not Song Siwen.

"Lingling, you're here so early."

Jiang Baige walked over with a smile and sat next to Zhou Ling. The waiter came in to wash her cup and pour her tea, then quietly left and closed the door of the private room.

"How could I not arrive early when you called me?"

Zhou Ling looked Jiang Baige up and down and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Well, I...ah, it's so hot..."

Jiang Baige was thirsty, so she picked up the teacup and poured it into her mouth. Unexpectedly, she was suddenly scalded and almost spit the tea on Zhou Ling.

Fortunately, I turned my head in time and the tea fell to the ground.

She stretched out her hand and kept fanning her mouth.

Some of the tea spilled out, and Zhou Ling wiped it off for her with a piece of paper, somewhat helplessly but lovingly: "Why are you so clumsy?"

"How could I have known it would be so hot..." Jiang Baige brought the subject back to the topic, "I am just recuperating at home now, nothing is wrong."

Zhou Ling nodded to show that he was relieved, and took out two file bags from his bag: "This is the material I prepared after you consulted me about that matter before. You can take a look at it when you have time..."

Jiang Baige weighed the two file bags and they were not light. It was obvious that they were carefully prepared.

"You are so busy at work, yet you still help me like this..."

Since the end of Dai Yanling's case, Zhou Ling has been committed to defending the rights of women and children.

This road was far more difficult than she had imagined. It was not about "little money and much work", but an arduous "Long March".

It can be said that this road is dark most of the time.

The only light is themselves.

Many times, they have to burn themselves to light up the darkness.

But every time, when I pull out a person who is about to be swallowed by darkness, the sense of happiness I feel is something that cannot be surpassed by any material satisfaction.

She finally understood why Qu Lu was able to face the complicated case, the client's repeated changes, various emergencies, even the rejection of his appeal and the ultimate defeat calmly, learn from experience and become more courageous.

Because on their path, failure is the norm.

Behind every victory are countless tears, sweat and pain of failure.

But they cannot give up - if even they give up, then those women and children will never have hope of returning to the world.

Jiang Baige touched the few white hairs growing on Zhou Ling's head with heartache.

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Zhou Ling smiled and reached for the file bag. "You know, I'm so attentive because..."

The heavy wooden door creaked, interrupting Zhou Ling's words.