Chapter 108: The Pseudo-Good Girl of the Ruffian Scum 18
Almost no one came to visit Wu Zhixing in the hospital, so a few representatives sent by the school said a few kind words, put the fruit basket to the side, and almost left.
In the afternoon of the next day, an old woman came.
The old man walked very slowly, as if there was a problem with his eyes, and he was always polite to the nurse who led the way.
"Zhixing, my good boy......" The old man walked to the side of Wu Zhixing's bed, and before he could say anything, tears had already fallen.
Wu Zhixing was still doing math problems with Xijingpi, but when he saw his grandmother coming, he suddenly didn't dare to look directly, leaned on the hospital bed and twisted to the other side.
"I'm fine...... Wu Zhixing responded in a low voice, "It'll be fine in a few days, you go home and wait, I'll be back when I'm well." ”
The old man didn't say anything, but the sad and painful look in his eyes did not subside, but became more profound.
At this time, I got closer, only to find the girl sitting on the side.
Because of his poor eyesight, he could only see that he was wearing a ponytail, wearing a school uniform, and a calm smile on his face.
"You're Jiang Lin, right?" The old man asked kindly, and the restrained sadness turned into an inquiring smile.
According to age, Wu Zhixing's grandmother is only fifty or sixty years old, but her white hair and body are a little rickety, and her dark face is wrinkled like tree bark, wrapped in a skull.
It is not difficult to see how hard she has worked to raise her grandson alone over the years.
"Well, grandma is good." The tide mirror responded.
"Thank you......" The old man held Xijing's hand, her fingers were very thin, and her skin was folded and wrapped in bones, all of which were traces of years and hard work.
The old man has a good impression of Xijing, saying that his grandson just doesn't like to study, and his grades are at the bottom every year, and he still passed a grade in elementary school. He's been getting better lately, and he won't be throwing his homework away.
"His classmates at school don't like him, he doesn't have any friends at school, and I'm really grateful for helping him like this." The old man expressed his gratitude over and over again, Xijing really didn't like this kind of exchange, and sometimes being thanked was also a burden.
"Alright, you go back, I'll be home in two days." Wu Zhixing couldn't listen to it anymore, he just gave himself a lesson, as for the appearance of being grateful to Dade.
Xijing stood up and said, "Grandma, I'll let the driver send you back, Wu Zhixing is okay here." ”
The old man was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said that he could walk home, but he still insisted on pushing off the mirror a few times, and the old man agreed.
Wu Zhixing's home is in an older demolition community, and the residents who have a little money have moved to new homes, so most of the people living in this community are elderly.
"Thank you...... Thank you......" The old man thanked him many times, and her brow deepened as she watched the car leave with a logo she had never seen before.
Two weeks later, Wu Zhixing was discharged from the hospital, and the doctor said that rehabilitation would take a while, and he had to pay attention not to exercise too much and change the dressing on time.
The cost of treatment is borne by the school and the construction site, and the school will not refuse Wu Zhixing to come to school, but the construction site said that it will not use him again.
"Hush." He didn't care much in his heart, thinking that if he didn't keep his master here, he would have a place to keep his master.
The day after returning home, he was ready to go back to school, and although he was in a plaster cast and on crutches, and he was going to a school he hated, he was in a good mood.
He packed his schoolbag, and he roughly understood the content of this week's good girl's tutoring, and it was no problem to get forty or fifty points.
He leaned against the head of the bed, holding a crystal hairpin in his hand, stunned and didn't know what he was thinking, with an unconscious smile on the corner of his mouth.