Chapter 810 Extra 12
"Is Xiaoxing discharged from the hospital today? Congratulations!"
"Lao Jiang, thank you very much!"
Jiang Che called Han Teng. After five major surgeries, Shen Xiaoxing recovered very well and could be said to be completely recovered. Today was the day he was discharged from the hospital. Han Teng moved his things to the trunk and looked at the house where they lived. After staying in the hospital for so long, I received another call from Jiang Che. I almost choked with tears when I opened my mouth.
"Why are you talking about this? Just as long as school starts again, you two will come back to resume school, right? Then you two will be in the same class? Or will Xiaoxing withdraw from the class again?" Jiang Che asked.
"We are both in the same class. During this period, Xiaoxing has been studying on her own. Her classmates have made video calls for her, and she can also attend classes remotely. She has not fallen behind much in the class." Han Teng replied.
Shen Xiaoxing is studying on his own, but he has no choice. Self-study takes a lot of time. As a patient, Shen Xiaoxing has a lot of rest time, but when he takes care of Shen Xiaoxing, his time is fully arranged and there is no free time at all. Shen Xiaoxing gets sick from It has been like this for so long, and because of this, how could Shen Xiaoxing not be moved by this feeling of a friend in need?
To know……
She was already gone by then! Everyone has left! They have all resolutely pushed Han Teng away!
But Han Teng ran up to her without hesitation and hugged her injured...
"Hmm! If that's the case, we will be juniors and juniors from now on? Call me senior!" Jiang Che said teasingly.
"Senior Jiang Che!" The next second, Shen Xiaoxing's smiling voice sounded. She was Jiang Che's junior sister. Of course, there would be no psychological burden in calling her senior.
"Hey, now you're joined by a married woman and a married woman?" Jiang Che teased.
"Yes, we must have a husband and a wife!" Han Teng reached out and took Shen Xiaoxing's hand: "Lao Jiang, do you still remember what I said at that time?"
"You've said so many damn things. How do I know which one you're referring to? Is it the one you're going to be a scumbag?" Jiang Che asked.
"Go, go, go! Who is being a scumbag? I am the most affectionate person in Zhejiang University!" Han Teng felt guilty and quickly interrupted Jiang Che's words, and then said: "That's what I said. When Xiaoxing gets better, I will marry her! If it doesn’t work out, I will marry her too!”
"Hey! When are you going to get the certificate? I'll send you a red envelope." Jiang Che chuckled.
"We plan to go tomorrow and have already discussed it with our parents." Han Teng replied.
"Really plan to get the certificate in the next few days?" Jiang Che was a little surprised.
Han Teng said happily: "You can't break your promise about the red envelope you promised!"
"Haha! Don't worry!"
……
These past few days have been a period of joyous events for Han Teng, Shen Xiaoxing, and their families!
Han Teng posted two Moments for two days in a row.
The first one is a photo taken while standing inside the hospital gate, with the text: "If you survive a catastrophe, you will have good luck in the future."
Immediately following the second post, there are two people holding hands together, with a photo of their marriage certificate on the table in front of them, with the text: "Ask what love is in this world, and it will tell you whether life and death are together!"
The love between these two people has gone through the tribulations of life and death. Han Teng, who wanted to be a scumbag, was deeply in love and persisted in facing this situation, and finally achieved success.
Li Feng and Shi Qi sent blessings at the bottom of the comment area. Neither of them expected that Han Teng would be the second person in their dormitory. Of course, Jiang Che did not break his promise and sent a big red envelope to the two of them.
After receiving the red envelope, Han Teng replied: "Hey, thank you Dad Jiang!"
It also made Jiang Che dumbfounded.