On the hospital bed, little brother Jiang woke up at some point, with big black eyes open, smiling softly at Jiang Fuyue.
"Sister, did you come here specifically to see me?"
Han Yunru pushed Jiang Da to sit on the chair, giving up the seat to his daughter.
Jiang Fuyue took advantage of the opportunity to sit by the bed, reached out and stroked the little guy's hair: "Yeah, if you don't go to the imperial capital, I'll have to come back to see you."
Brother Jiang's pale cheeks quickly turned a shy blush, he was a little guilty, but also a little happy: "I'm sorry, I didn't go, and I wasted the ticket... But now I see my sister, I am so happy!"
"Well, I will be so happy in the future."
"My sister is always here, and I am always happy."
Jiang Fuyue's eyes were soft.
Brother Jiang rubbed her palm, like a little lazy cat just waking up: "Sister, you were so good just now, I will be as good as you in the future, and beat those bad guys away."
"Did you see it?" Jiang Fuyue raised an eyebrow.
"No, I heard it. Although I closed my eyes, I know that they are bullying Mom and Dad. I really want to wake up, but I am so sleepy and have no strength..."
"Now? Is it better?"
"Yeah! I woke up and my stomach doesn't hurt anymore."
"That's good."
Jiang Fuyue stood up.
A small hand suddenly grabbed her sleeve, the force was very light, and she could get rid of it with a struggle.
But she didn't, and asked slowly: "What's wrong?"
Brother Jiang was a little nervous: "Sister, where are you going?"
"Give you some water to drink."
"I'm not thirsty." He shook his head.
Jiang Fuyue sat back down again, but Jiang Xiaodi held on to her, like a glutinous rice ball, soft and sticky.
"Sister, I have prepared a gift for you." He had a serious expression on his small face.
"what gift?"
"Mom, can you give me your coat?"
Han Yunru handed it to him, not forgetting to tell: "Be careful of the needles in your hands."
"I know." Brother Jiang found the purse, reached in, and quickly pulled out a small square box.
It's a pair of wireless headphones.
The price of branded goods is around 2,000. According to Little Brother Jiang's 500 yuan of pocket money per month, it will take four months to get the full bill, but he has only started live broadcasting for more than two months.
In other words, he had already started saving money long before he came into contact with live broadcasting.
Moreover, this pair of headphones cost him all his belongings.
Jiang Fuyue suddenly felt complicated.
"Sister, you can use it to listen to news, papers, speeches and so on in the future, and you don't have to worry about the wires getting tangled." His eyes lit up, and he asked, "Do you... like it?"
"Thank you, I like it very much." Jiang Fuyue pinched his tender cheeks, "Actually, it doesn't need to be so expensive, there are cheap ones online, and they are also very useful."
She knows better than anyone how picky little brother Jiang is, and now he has emptied his pocket money. What if the little guy feels distressed
But little brother Jiang shook his head firmly: "It's not expensive, it's not expensive at all!"
Jiang Fuyue: "?" Is this still the little guy who picks up the search
next second—
"Of course I want the best things for my sister! I'll buy you more expensive ones when I get richer!"
Han Yunru laughed at him when he heard the words: "You are not too big, but your tone is not small."
Little Brother Jiang kept a serious face and said, "Mom, I will definitely make a lot of money in the future!"
"Why, only for your sister, not for me and your father?"
Brother Jiang hesitated for a moment, his little brows were furrowed tightly, and then he retracted into the quilt, with only one head exposed, and whispered: "I will buy it for my sister first, and then I will buy it for you..."
Han Yunru: "?"
Jiang Da: "?"
This is your own son
After all, he had just woken up, and after Jiang Xiaodi had been refreshed for a while, he began to feel drowsy again.
Jiang Fuyue waited for him to fall asleep, gently took his hands away, put them under the quilt, and tucked his feet under the quilt.
Brother Jiang grunted twice, and it was not difficult to distinguish carefully, what he said was: "Sister..."
Jiang Fuyue got up and left the bedside, "Dad, Mom, I still have something to do. There will be people from the city hospital to arrange the transfer later. I will leave two people to take care of it. If you have anything to do, please call me."
After saying that, two men in black pushed open the door and passed Han Yunru and Jiang Da's mobile phones.
The couple looked at each other and reached out to take it with complicated expressions.
Before leaving, the two looked at Jiang Fuyue, hesitant to speak several times, and finally said nothing, only said—
"be safe."
"good."
When Jiang Fuyue walked out of the hospital gate, Hu Ben was already waiting in the car.
"Sister Yue."
"How about Xiao Liu?"
"Stay on the sidelines and wait for the rabbit. The dean really came. He was caught by our people as soon as he entered the door. He is about to take him to Uncle Liu right now."
"No need, let Xiaoliu take it directly to Yimi Brokerage Company, and don't forget about Zhang Kehua. Since the accounts are to be settled, of course they must be settled together."
Hu Ben's expression was slightly chilled, and he immediately called Xiao Liu: "... yes, go directly to the brokerage company."
Then I contacted Uncle Liu again, "...bring Zhang Kehua."
Hu Ben turned his head and asked Jiang Fuyue: "Do you want those punks in floral shirts to come together?"
"No, it's arranged and sent directly to the police station."
"good."
The call is over, everything is arranged, and the show is about to be staged.
Jiang Fuyue: "Let's go, go to Yimi Brokerage Company to meet Mr. Yang."
Huben started the engine, and the black Buick flew away like a sharp sword out of its sheath...