The daily life of a wealthy family

For the next two days, Wei An lived quite comfortably, living in a top-level ward, no one came to visit him, he didn't feel sad and lonely, he was happy and relaxed.

Every day he takes infusions and medicines to take care of his body. When the sun is good, Zhang Mei will push him to take a walk in the garden downstairs to bask in the sun.

Zhang Mei is a woman with a clear distinction between love and hate. She has a degree of advance and retreat in dealing with things, and she is uniquely careful and gentle as a nurse. Wei An feels very comfortable getting along with this kind of woman, so she occasionally cares about her son's situation.

Zhang Mei's attitude towards Wei An has been sublimated from the original gratitude to the current admiration, almost like a die-hard fan.When Wei An asked about her son, there was a strange radiance on Zhang Mei's face.

"Master Wei, since I listened to your advice, I also changed my son's name yesterday. He is alive and kicking now. His grandparents have been laughing from ear to ear for the past two days. They were always worried about their grandson's weakness. In the past two days, his health has improved, and he has obviously been naughty a lot. He climbed the table and opened the cabinet all day, and his grandparents were so tired that his back hurts at night..."

Although Zhang Mei said that the child was mischievous in his words, his tone was full of joy and pride, presumably the child's grandparents also enjoyed it.

Wei An was basking in the warm sun, thinking that he would be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and when he was happy, he said: "The child is light, try not to take it to the water before the age of ten, don't worry, it will grow up safely, yours I have seen the face, both sons and daughters."

"Thank you, Master, for your guidance."

Zhang Mei was very happy, thinking that Wei An would be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, he couldn't help but tentatively said: "Master, after you are discharged from the hospital, can you give me a phone number, I promise, I will not bother you normally."

Wei An is the daughter-in-law of the Feng family, how can she be so high in such a wealthy family as the Feng family?It's just that she has a deep understanding of Wei An's ability to read and tell fortunes, and she wants to leave a way for herself.

Hearing this, Wei An frowned in embarrassment.

After Zhang Mei finished speaking, he kept staring at Wei An's expression. Seeing his frown, he couldn't help but said anxiously: "Master Wei, don't blame me, I'm greedy..."

Wei An smiled slightly, and said: "It's okay, I was just thinking, I don't seem to have a mobile phone, let alone a mobile phone number, otherwise, when you go back later, leave me your phone number."

After he fell into the water, his mobile phone was naturally scrapped. Wei An decided to start over from the original phone number, and did not intend to continue using it.

In the past two days, he went out to see this brand new world, and he was shocked. He didn't expect that the world would change so much after a thousand years!Thousands of miles a day, thousands of miles of sound transmission, and the miraculous things of seeing each other across the void have all become reality.

Wei An was surprised, but also a little disappointed. Most people in this world don't believe in ghosts and gods. Not to mention the disappearance of the magic stick profession, it was even contradicted, saying it was feudal superstition!

Wei An was a little worried, how should he support himself after being discharged from the hospital?

Seeing that Wei An agreed to her, Zhang Mei was in a daze, thinking that he was probably tired, so he pushed Wei An back to the ward, and respectfully handed over a note with his phone number written on it.

Wei An took it, put it away carefully, and promised that he bought a new phone and it would be stored in the address book.

Zhang Mei was flattered.

The life of recuperating from illness is boring, but fortunately, Wei An spends most of his time thinking about his future life, and he doesn't feel bored, besides, Feng Yan will come to pick him up tomorrow.

After lunch, when Wei An closed his eyes and meditated, Zhang Mei suddenly knocked on the door of his ward, and said to Wei An, "Master Wei, your roommate is here to see you."

roommate?

Wei An was stunned for a moment, then saw a tall boy standing at the door, the boy was grinning brightly with a sunny face.

"Wei An, I didn't come to school for a week, and I didn't even dare to come to the defense meeting of Miejue Shitai. I thought you were capable, but it turned out that you were sick. Tsk tsk, the luxurious presidential ward, I can't see that you usually have Dressed like a local turtle, I didn't expect to be an invisible local tyrant, and there is a mine at home..."

With a flower basket in his left hand and a bag of apples in his right, the big boy strode into the ward and sat down on the stool beside Wei An's bed, full of air.

Wei An blinked his eyes, and then remembered that the original owner was about to graduate this year, and the older boy was named Zhao Yang, his roommate, who was tall and tall, and often made fun of himself for being thin. Early.

Zhao Yang is one of the few people in this world who sincerely treats Wei An like a younger brother.

Like the original owner, Zhao Yang's parents died early, he was from the countryside and was brought up by his grandfather; but unlike Wei An, Zhao Yang's grandfather brought him up very well, with sunshine and justice.

Unlike the Su family, who raised Wei An into a cowardly and uninitiated waste.

"Brother Zhao, don't make fun of the patient. By the way, how do you know I'm sick?" Wei An sat up and asked curiously.

When Zhao Yang heard Wei An's words, his face was obviously unhappy, and he said: "You boy, don't tell me that you are so sick, do you treat me like a brother?"

Wei An hurriedly explained: "Brother Zhao, how can I not treat you as a brother, this is not sick, I just woke up yesterday."

Zhao Gang's complexion softened, and he said with concern: "That's right, it's really seriously ill. I blamed you for that. Don't mind. Are you feeling better now?"

"Okay, everything is fine, and I can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. Brother Zhao, you haven't told me yet, how did you know that I was hospitalized here?"

For four years in Wei'an University, he had never mentioned the Su family in front of his roommates or classmates; as for the Feng family, he felt humiliated and uneasy when he married in, and it was impossible to tell the people around him that this time his "illness" was sudden, and the school It's impossible for anyone here to know.

While peeling an apple for Wei An, Zhao Yang said, "The phone in the dormitory suddenly rang yesterday. I happened to be playing games in the dormitory, and I received it. A man said you were sick and asked me to ask for leave from school. I don't care about you, I just asked which hospital and ward you live in by the way."

"A man? Who is it?" Wei An murmured.

Zhao Yang handed the apple to Wei An, and said, "I don't know either. You said that everyone has a mobile phone now, so who would call the landline in the dormitory? It's really strange, but that man's voice is really nice, deep and mellow, I'm a man and I'm going to get drunk..."

Zhao Yang studied broadcasting and hosting, so he is very sensitive to sound.

Wei An took a bite of the apple, said "Oh" lightly, and a certain indifferent figure suddenly flashed across his heart...

Could it be Fengyan?