The green camphor tree has a deep view

Zhou Wen's single room also has a suite, which only has a single bed and a small cabinet. It is usually occupied by a nurse. Since Wen Qing came, she asked the nurse to live with Jing Long. She stayed in the suite at night to look after her aunt. During the day, she would send Jing Long to kindergarten and then go to school.

Wen Qing had low requirements for food and accommodation, and was highly adaptable, so she quickly transformed the suite into a small study room. She bought a desk lamp from the second-hand market, and brought the small table from the ward in at night to use as a computer desk, and then dragged it back after use.

Seeing her suffering so much, Zhou Wen felt sorry for her and asked her to buy a table with her own money, but Wen Qing refused. Zhou Wen didn't know that the Song family had kicked her out, and how difficult the next days would be. Wen Qing thought that she would slowly tell her when she was about to be discharged from the hospital.

After a few days of being busy between the hospital and school, working day and night, Wen Qing was a little confused as to whether she was still a full-time student, because she was always coming to class and leaving after class, and the time she had to meet with classmates and teachers was becoming more and more limited. The only person she contacted more often was Zhu Yu, her senior sister in the project team.

However, Zhu Yu was quite critical of her choice: "Why are you torturing yourself like this? Your aunt's family has a bunch of servants, why are you still busying around?"

On the day when Mrs. Song suddenly fell ill, Zhu Yu drove Wen Qing back to the Song family. After witnessing the magnificence of the Song family mansion, he naturally assumed that Wen Qing's aunt lived a life of luxury and was not like ordinary people who needed family members to stay up late to take care of her when she was sick.

Wen Qing also had a hard time speaking: "I'll be discharged from the hospital in a few days." She then said apologetically, "I haven't done a good job in the data group's work these days..."

"It doesn't matter. The people from Depth of Field Technology did it for you." Zhu Yu thought for a moment and added, "It was someone that Mr. Song found."

Wen Qing nodded, thought for a while, and said a little embarrassedly: "Senior Sister, can I withdraw?"

"Quit what? Quit the data group or the base station project?" Zhu Yu was shocked. Wen Qing has never been a person who likes to back down. Why did she suddenly want to quit?

"Quit the project." Wen Qing pursed her lips and said with determination, "My aunt is like this, I'm not in the mood to do it anymore."

"Didn't you say that we would be fine after she is discharged from the hospital? Your work is temporarily being taken over by Mr. Song's people. Why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Zhu Yu looked at her suspiciously. "Did you have a conflict with someone in the team? With Zhao Jin, or with..."

Wen Qing laughed: "I don't have time to have a conflict with him. If I have to have a conflict, it will be with you."

"Then why did you quit? I thought there were people in the group you didn't want to see." Zhu Yu rolled his eyes, and suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly reported to Wen Qing, "Zhao Jin's house is finished, Jiang Xueming and the others want to celebrate for him, and they will probably cook at his place and have a meal together, so you can go too."

"It's done so quickly?" Wen Qing was very surprised. "Didn't he just pay the down payment a while ago?"

"He bought a fully furnished apartment with two bedrooms and a living room. I went to take a look a few days ago. Guangyu's real estate quality is really amazing." Zhu Yu smiled and said, "It's agreed that you will go too! I will pick you up when the time comes."

Wen Qing nodded and agreed, wondering whether she should prepare a meal for Jing Long before leaving when the day really came.

Since Gu Huaiyuan came that day, there were several more home appliances in the ward the next day. The water dispenser, egg cooker, and rice cooker were all delivered to the door, and the only thing missing was the cooking machine. After a while, the courier brought a small refrigerator, which attracted the young nurses at the nurses' station to cover their mouths and laugh as they watched.

Zhou Wen looked at the row of small appliances on the cabinet and the small square refrigerator in the corner in surprise, and asked Wen Qing what was going on. Wen Qing guessed that it was a gift from Gu Huaiyuan, but she was busy at the moment and had no time to verify it. She thought that she would thank Gu Huaiyuan in person when she had the chance.

With small appliances, Jing Long's dinner was easier. He couldn't get used to the boxed meals in the hospital and would go out to eat hamburgers every day. Wen Qing bought some ingredients and stored them in the refrigerator. She cooked some wontons, eggs and other small meals for Jing Long in the morning and evening. With his mother and sister by his side, Jing Long felt much better. The fear and panic he had felt in the past few days were swept away, and he became a clever and eccentric little man again.

After discussing with Zhu Yu, Wen Qing returned to the laboratory in the Electronic Building to hand over to the person who temporarily replaced her in the past few days. The technician sent by Song Jingshen to help was named Zhao, a young boy wearing glasses. When he saw Wen Qing, his eyes lit up, his face instantly turned red, and he stuttered when he spoke.

Xiao Zhao helped Wen Qing update and migrate the data in the computer, and also maintained the computer system. Wen Qing saw that it was still early, so she wanted to buy him a drink to express her gratitude.

Xiao Zhao waved his hands repeatedly, and after a long pause, he asked, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

Wen Qing smiled and shook her head, saying, "I don't want to find one now."

Xiao Zhao nodded with a wry smile, and said self-deprecatingly: "As pretty as you are, I should have taken action as soon as I saw her. Don't blame me for being abrupt."

"It's okay..." Wen Qing smiled awkwardly and led Xiao Zhao downstairs.

There is a vending machine in the lobby on the first floor of the Electronic Building, which sells drinks, mineral water, eight-treasure porridge, etc., to provide some dietary convenience for teachers and students who work late at night. Wen Qing scanned the code to pay, and heard a "flutter" sound, and two bottles of drinks rolled into the groove at the bottom of the vending machine. She bent down and stretched out her hand to grab them, and suddenly a big hand stretched out and took out the two bottles of water.

Wen Qing was startled. Before she could even look up, she heard a charming voice floating from above her head:

“Brother Jingshen, why are you taking the young couple’s water?”

Then, Xiao Zhao said nervously: "Mr. Song, we just handed over the data, come over and have a drink..."

Wen Qing had already stood up straight. Seeing that in front of her there was not only Song Jingshen with a bad look on his face, but also Gu Jia hanging in his arms, she pursed her lips and followed Xiao Zhao in calling out "Mr. Song".

"Are you a couple?" Song Jingshen asked with a gloomy face as he handed the water to Xiao Zhao.

"No," Xiao Zhao was confused, wondering how such a misunderstanding could have occurred. He looked down at himself, then at Wen Qing, and suddenly grinned.

No wonder they were mistaken for a couple. He also graduated from F University. He wore an F University commemorative shirt when he came to work at his alma mater today. Wen Qing happened to be wearing the same one. They just walked in and out together. They were of similar age and their favorite drinks happened to be the same...

"It's all a misunderstanding!" Xiao Zhao scratched his head embarrassedly, glanced at Wen Qing who was hanging her head beside him, and said with a smile, "I think it depends on whether classmate Wen is willing."

Wen Qing took the water handed to her by Xiao Zhao, unscrewed the bottle and took a sip, smiled, then lowered her head and said nothing more.

"Student Wen is really popular." Gu Jia said with a smile, "Brother Jingshen, there are many girls in our art college, and there are many bachelors in your company. Why don't you organize a social gathering? As a leader, you should also care about the emotional lives of your employees!"

"Hey, hey... forget about those from the Art Academy." Xiao Zhao had just graduated and didn't quite understand the ways of the world. Plus, Song Jingshen usually adopted a flat management style, so most employees spoke freely. "Girls who study art love to dress up, and are less likely to be easy to talk to. It's better to study science and engineering..." As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Wen Qing, not noticing that President Song's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.