Why are you grateful to this Buddha? Zhao Zhaowei glared at his mother.
Xie Wanying gave the books she brought to her classmates, hoping to cheer up her classmates: "Li Qi'an asked me to find you a few books. I found these books for you that I liked to read before, please take a look."
"What book?" Zhao Zhaowei finally raised his head, opened the bag she sent without interest, took out one of them, and read, "Anatomical nouns Chinese and English comparison dictionary."
He is worthy of being the female academic master in the class. This is the book he likes to read. This is the book he never forgets to bring him to relieve his boredom. Zhao Zhaowei only has a string of speechlessness in his heart.
"Thank you, Yingying." After saying thank you weakly, Zhao Zhaowei put the book on the bedside table and prepared to continue lying flat.
"Oh." Mrs. Zhao sighed, feeling sour and helpless, and had no idea what to do with her son, so she had to continue to persuade her son, "You eat a little more. What do you want to eat? I'll go downstairs to buy it for you."
"No!" Zhao Zhaowei took a tantrum and refused his mother.
Xie Wanying's eyes suddenly became cold. She reached out with one hand and grabbed Zhao's collar and pulled Zhao out of the bed.
Everyone was shocked by her power.
When Zhao Zhaowei faced her, his face was filled with rush: "What's wrong with you, Yingying?"
"You can follow the schedule from today. You must eat how much you eat for each meal. You can only sleep when you sleep. If you don't have time, read books and activities. Don't want to eat, don't you? If you don't want to eat, feed others some food, don't waste time." Xie Wanying said.
Student Xie asked him to feed others? Zhao Zhaowei was frightened by her words. He should say that he had never seen her face so angry. The female student was angry and looked terrifying. He wanted to shrink his neck and asked tremblingly: "Why do I want to feed others?"
"You live in a single ward. Other patients are sick and want to come in to treat the disease but don't have a bed. You are twenty-one years old and need your mother to feed you. Are you embarrassed? Don't you think you are the one who should feed your mother and your grandfather?"
"I didn't ask my mom to feed me."
"She brought the rice bowl to you, why don't you eat it?"
"I, I didn't ask her to do it, she wanted to do it herself-"
"Don't you think you said this as a three-year-old child? What does it mean that your mother wants to do it yourself? If your mother hadn't done this for you, would beg you for dinner?" Xie Wanying's glaring eyes were frozen on her classmates' faces.
She is a classmate, so she can't stand it and even more so. She can't let her classmates get rid of it like this. Not only will they be abolished, but their morality is degraded. This way she can be considered a medical student of Shenmazi.
Zhao Zhaowei looked at her eyes, and when he found the red silk in her eyes, his heart ached, it hurt so much. Because he heard the sob of his mother beside him.
Mrs. Zhao was red in her eyes. No matter how angry her son was for his mother, she didn't even cry. She had never cried before, but she broke her defense when she heard Xie Wanying's words.
I could only touch my son's eyes secretly.
Cao Yong and Tao Zhijie's faces were all stern.
The light in Song Xuelin's brown eyes was slowly circling, thinking in a state of thinking.
Wrong, he was wrong. Zhao Zhaowei said to himself in his heart.
Chapter completed!