It's hard to quit, but it's the perfect marriage!

Her eyes were smiling as she glanced at Wei Jiaqing, who was concerned about her daughter.

"Mrs. Zhu, what you just said was incorrect."

Wei Jiaqing, who was directly named, looked unpleasant and wanted to say something more.

Upon seeing Zhou Yinghuai's cold gaze, his imposing manner immediately vanished.

He muttered to himself, "I didn't say anything wrong."

Zhu Xi sneered and corrected her, "You should say that someone who doesn't even want their own mother, whose own father is inhuman, a jinx who brings misfortune to both parents, shouldn't have anyone to be angry with, and doesn't deserve to have a family!"

"That way, before I kill Dean Zhu, he will leave you a will."

She paused, then glanced sideways at the gentle Zhou Yinghuai.

But he was still speaking to Wei Jiaqing, "Right now, I don't lack money, but I'm unlucky; I like to take other people's things. Stepmother, you'd better hurry up. Zhu Tanzhi doesn't have many years left to live. After he dies, I don't want his ashes, but I want every penny of his inheritance."

Upon hearing her words, Wei Jiaqing's expression turned even more unpleasant.

Zhu Xi is nothing to fear, but the man beside her is.

Zhou Yinghuai had that same look in his eyes, seemingly calm, yet incredibly intimidating.

Even though she was the dean's wife, the Zhou family of Libei was not someone to be trifled with.

Seeing that Wei Jiaqing didn't respond for a long time, Zhu Xi felt bored.

"Mrs. Zhu, quickly take your precious daughter back to the neighboring city for protection." Zhu Xi didn't look at Zhu Hao, but stared intently at Wei Jiaqing's face, which was covered in bruises. "This time it's appendicitis. If she comes to me again next time, she might have to go upstairs to the neurosurgery department."

The words fell.

Zhu Xi's hand, which was hanging by her side, was enveloped in a reassuring warmth, and then squeezed tightly.

She abandoned her intimidating demeanor, her expression softening instantly.

She grasped Zhou Yinghuai's hand in return, "I'm hungry again..."

"Sister, don't go." Zhu Hao woke up, her voice hoarse.

Struggling to open her heavy eyelids, she said timidly and pitifully, "Sister."

Zhou Yinghuai felt the grip on his soft body tighten. He turned to the side and said to Zhu Xi, who had her back to the hospital bed, "Zhu Xi, your parents are here, so don't bother your sister who still has a fever."

She's still young; in my eyes, she's still a child.

Zhu Hao frowned, making a move to get up, "My sister has a fever?"

Zhou Yinghuai's warm hand gripped Zhu Xi's hand again. "Not only did you have a fever, but you also injured your foot while carrying you downstairs in slippers."

He spoke politely, but his words carried a threat and a sense of distance: "The People's Hospital is too small; don't make things difficult for the director and his wife."

After saying that, he smiled at Zhu Xi.

The two left hand in hand.

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A private elevator for doctors.

Zhu Xi broke free from Zhou Yinghuai's hand.

"Thank you for earlier."

Zhou Yinghuai: "What are you thanking me for?"

Zhu Xi didn't know what she was thanking for. Staring at the tips of her shoes, she made up a story in her mind, "Thank you for being handsome."

Zhou Yinghuai laughed, "Even if you thanked me for being able to cook, it would be better than this."

Zhu Xi had no particular interest in it.

Just then, the elevator stopped on the 5th floor, and a group of people in white coats rushed in.

Wearing a hospital gown, Zhu Xi didn't want to cause any trouble, so she tugged at Zhou Yinghuai's shirt at the waist.

Zhou Yinghuai understood immediately, and without making a sound, he stood in front of her and quietly placed her hand on the shirt at her waist.

Zhu Xi let go, and he immediately grabbed it again.

The two pulled each other back and forth twice.

In the end, Zhou Yinghuai let go and went with her.

The neurosurgeon arrived quickly.

Zhu Xi went back to her dormitory to change her clothes.

Zhou Yinghuai followed suit step by step.

She stopped and raised her hand to block the person outside the door. "Go to the coffee shop on the second floor of the hospital and buy me a strawberry cake."

Zhu Xiqing's eyes welled up with tears, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "Thank you for your thoughtfulness and your wealth."

Zhou Yinghuai raised his hand and ruffled her hair.

He walked into the dormitory, his foot brushing against her shoe tip, and closed the door behind him.

The room was dark, with only a few beams of light slanting in through one window.

The light and shadow are behind Zhu Xi, while a gentle person is in front of him.

Zhou Yinghuai's large hand was behind her head, not in her smooth black hair.

"Sister Xi, can we continue?"