Chapter Ninety-Eight: Debt to be Repaid

But at this time, Zhai Xue still didn't respond, her eyes lingered between Jian ** and Jian Ange, until her assistant returned to the ward and brought a few nurses.

"The nurse called! The clothes are here! The assistant put a tray holding a clean hospital gown on the side of the escort bed, and several nurses held the sheets and quilts in their hands, and Li Chengbin had no choice but to help his mother's hands get out of bed.

The assistant made a gesture of please, smiling, Li Ruping and the others had just followed behind, but they heard Li Chengbin say: "The girl who was sent with me, our medical expenses are also paying!" ”

The assistant responded, "Okay. ”

Li Ruping looked at him very strangely, thinking that this would be the best, so as to save her from going to another ward to ask for debts.

Jian Ange's body trembled, and he was very ashamed of his mother for asking for money with such fanfare, but he just pursed his lips and followed behind his mother, who made the family poor, these medical expenses were all earned by his own part-time work, and he planned to keep them for the living expenses of going to college in the past few years.

When Jane** closed the door, she glanced back at Zhai Xue.

The ward was quiet all of a sudden, Li Chengbin had almost changed his clothes, the sheets and covers had been changed, and the nurses walked out one after another.

In the next few days, Xue Qing'er would occasionally see Jian Ange, who would come from time to time to deliver food and water, and he was very thoughtful.

Because she fainted from choking on the smoke at that time, her body basically had no major injuries, so she asked to be discharged from the hospital in less than three days.

When the medical slip was handed to her, she glanced at the payer below: "Jian Ange." ”

"Well, I'll try to pay you back the medical bills, but it may take some time." Xue Qing'er replied.

"No, you don't." Jian Ange replied, after all, the money was not from him, it was all paid by Li Chengbin, but the payer still wrote his name.

"It has to be." Looking at the total cost of more than 1,000 yuan in the past few days shown above, Xue Qing'er felt that the hospital was really a place to spend money, no less than some shopping malls.

She swallowed her saliva, it was impossible to let the family estimate, her father worked on the construction site, earning some hard-earned money every day, although her mother had gone out to do odd jobs, but the salary was very small, only enough to supplement the family.

Thinking so, she thought of finding a part-time job.

After coming out of the hospital, Xue Qing'er looked for a job everywhere by herself, and she was willing to do anything that she could do in her spare time.

Finally, under Tian Ying's recommendation, she applied for a part-time job as a waitress at a farmhouse Sichuan restaurant in the North District, which was Tian Ying's Sichuan restaurant.

Mainly at noon and at night to help, you can get an additional salary of about 500 yuan per month, if you sell some alcohol, you can also calculate the money according to the bottle cap, as a commission.

She only told Wan Xin about the part-time job.

In this way, she and Wan Xin only had breakfast when they ate together.

"Qing'er, you don't have to find such a hard part-time job, the waiter is very tired, I advise you not to do it!" Wan Xin ate most of the tea eggs in one bite, chewing and sucking soy milk.

"It's a bit tiring, but it's good to be able to pay it back. I owe a lot of money to the last fire! Xue Qing'er was distressed, and when she remembered Jian Ange's light face, she continued to add: "I have inquired, he also does a lot of part-time jobs, and his family is not rich, so I must pay back this money." ”